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Ye Wenxi turned to Xie Linfeng: "Comrade Xie, what do you think?"

Xie Linfeng pondered for a moment: "The design is indeed very novel, but to be honest, I've seen similar designs in Hong Kong. If we register it, there's a high chance it will conflict with the design in Hong Kong later."

Ye Wenxi nodded.

She has her own business plans, and not uploading the copyright registration with the Light Industry Bureau does not mean that these designs are not hers.

She holds a blueprint for the next few decades. While she can take the initiative in filing for approval now, if she keeps it all in her hands, it will actually squeeze the survival space of other companies and even trigger a joint counterattack.

Instead of wasting energy competing with Hong Kong for design copyrights that are already "inevitable trends," it would be better to relinquish them and use these resources, which are bound to lead to overlap, to exchange for the funding and policy support that she needs more now.

She pointed to several designs on the table: "These styles, bell-bottoms and batwing shirts, can be outsourced to state-owned factories, and they can be authorized to produce them."

Upon hearing this, Xie Linfeng secretly admired him.

This woman is too shrewd. She used a clever trick to shift the conflict elsewhere and gain other resources and leverage in return.

Xiao He understood, and her eyes lit up: "I understand!"

She quickly pulled those few pages of design drafts out of the file.

"Wait a minute," Ye Wenxi called out to her, "while you're at it, prepare the licensing proposal as well. Next time I go to Harbin, I'll take these designs to the Light Industry Bureau to discuss design licensing and try to get policy and resource support for our physical store."

"Xiao He, you go ahead and do your work. I need to talk to Xie Linfeng about something."

"Okay, I'll go organize it right away." Xiao He nodded, gathered the drawings, and quickly walked out.

The conference room door clicked shut, leaving only Ye Wenxi and Xie Linfeng inside.

Ye Wenxi didn't rush to speak. First, she picked up the enamel cup on the table, took a sip of the now-cold boiled water, and then looked at Xie Linfeng's face.

Xie Linfeng sat upright with his hands neatly placed on his knees, but his eyes were much brighter than when he first arrived, no longer looking dejected.

"I've noticed you're adapting quite well here lately." Ye Wenxi put down her cup, the bottom of which made a soft tap on the table. "Your work efficiency, enthusiasm, and mental state are much better than when you first arrived."

Xie Linfeng lowered his head slightly and pursed his lips: "Yes. When I first arrived... I was indeed a bit out of sorts."

"It's normal to be out of it." Ye Wenxi leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "I kept you here today because I want to talk to you about something."

"Okay, go ahead."

Ye Wenxi: "As you know, the policy has been opened up, and several factories from the port city are about to move into Harbin. As far as I know, besides us, other non-state-owned garment enterprises have also started to emerge in Harbin. The market is about to enter a competitive stage, and it will be very fierce."

Xie Linfeng raised his head, his gaze sharpening. "Yes, this was foreseeable."

"So I want to ask you..." Ye Wenxi stared into his eyes, "What should we do next? What are your thoughts?"

Xie Linfeng was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected Ye Wenxi to ask for his opinion directly.

He pondered for a moment, rubbed his fingers lightly on his knees, and said, "Now that we've entered a competitive market and have a relatively complete production process and sales system that has been validated over this period of time... then I think, relying on the channels you can now use to register with the Light Industry Bureau, our designs can move forward more boldly."

Ye Wenxi's lips curved slightly.

She just wanted to see if Xie Linfeng had thought of this.

This coincided perfectly with what she had in mind.

"That's right." Ye Wenxi nodded, tapping her fingers lightly on the table. "The runners on each track are in position, and the starting gun has been fired. Now it's time to prepare to speed up. Wenxi Garment Company has made preparations in advance in terms of funding, venue expansion, personnel reserves, and support mechanisms."

Ye Wenxi raised his head, his eyes burning with determination: "Now, it's time to accelerate."

"Since we need to speed things up, as the head of the entire production chain, the design department should be the first to get moving and increase speed." Ye Wenxi's tone turned serious. "Currently, the three of us are still far from achieving our cash-out rate and speed. Of course, this is also because you've just joined the company and haven't fully committed yet."

Xie Linfeng sat up even straighter, his gaze becoming even more serious.

Ye Wenxi looked at him and suddenly smiled.

She leaned back in her chair and said casually, "So... I want to appoint you as the chief designer of Wenxi Clothing Company."

Xie Linfeng's eyes widened suddenly.

"Chief...Chief Designer?" His voice trembled.

"Me?" He subconsciously raised his hand and pointed to his chest, as if he hadn't heard clearly.

Those once composed eyes were now filled with shock; his eyebrows were raised high and his lips were slightly parted.

"But I haven't designed any style yet..." he murmured, his tone a mixture of surprise and hesitation.

"Indeed, there haven't been any results yet," Ye Wenxi waved his hand, his tone unhurried. "So for now, you'll be the acting chief designer. I want to see what you can produce in the next month. If you pass, you'll be officially appointed from your probationary period."

Xie Linfeng opened his mouth, but after a long while, he finally found his voice: "I thought... shouldn't you be the chief designer?"

"Xie Linfeng," Ye Wenxi turned her head slightly, her eyes filled with certainty, "You were nurtured in Hong Kong, and your vision and aesthetic sense are unmatched by any major design firm in mainland China."

Ye Wenxi sighed and said in a humble manner:

"Even now, the styles of Wenxi Garment Company are probably just a drop in the ocean compared to those big brands in Hong Kong, or rather, they are just starting out. To be honest, I believe not only in your ability, but also in your vision and the influence you have received in Hong Kong."

She paused, then drew a circle on the table with her finger: "The seasons are about to change. For the Northeast region, the demand for spring and autumn clothing will be greater and sales will be higher than for summer clothing."

"Now, the autumn collection should be starting production. I'm really looking forward to this year's autumn collection and seeing what styles you can create."

Xie Linfeng listened and remained silent for a few seconds.

He looked up at Ye Wenxi, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "Then... will you still participate in this year's autumn collection design?"

Ye Wenxi shook his head: "I plan to take a break from writing for a while. I'll leave the overall design work to you and Xiaohe. I can act as a reviewer, giving you suggestions and guidance."

Xie Linfeng's heart skipped a beat.

Retiring from writing?

Looking at Ye Wenxi's calm face, he couldn't quite figure out the reason behind it.

Has he truly reached a creative plateau? Has he run out of ideas?

Or perhaps she has other plans and is focusing her energy on other, more important things?

He looked into Ye Wenxi's clear eyes. This girl was several years younger than him and had no experience from big companies or prestigious universities, yet she made an unexpected decision at this crucial moment.

Xie Linfeng always felt that she was shrouded in a fog; she was right in front of him, yet he couldn't see through her or understand her.