The village head of the mountain village of rebirth

As soon as the Ma Daha woman entered Jiang Yu's office, she slammed a canvas bag on Jiang Yu's desk.

"I said Song Mei! Are you here to mess things up? Look! My water glass was blown away!"

"It's an exaggeration, it's just that the lid of the cup is crooked. Isn't the water cup good?"

"The wicked woman goes to the stove, and the pots fly into the bowl, how does your man endure you?"

"My partner is so rare about me, they all let me be on top."

I bother!What is this!

"Jiang Yu! This is the product you designed for us last year. We made a sample. What do you think?"

"Ah! What product did I design for you last year?" Jiang Yu was a little confused.

"You forgot? How dare you forget! Did you make people every day and mess up your own head?"

"Go, go, go! Don't talk nonsense, just be serious."

It's better not to say this, as soon as he finished speaking, Song Mei pulled the canvas bag upside down, scratched Jiang Yu's office, and it was full of purples and reds.

If it weren't for his sharp eyesight and quick hands, he picked up the water glass in one go, and he would definitely have spilled water on the table.

Full of all sorts of packets.

Only then did Jiang Yu remember what products he designed for the luggage factory.

He has a lot of things to do in a day, so it is understandable to forget this little thing.

In the winter of last year, he saw that the efficiency of the luggage factory declined, and he thought that the luggage factory should also develop some other products.

So I designed a few handbags for men and women for them.

Ladies in Huaguo are about to enter an era when they have a special liking for small bags, and they need a small and exquisite small bag to set off their status.

At the same time, the successful men in Huaguo are about to enter the era of showing their identity with bags under their crunchy nests.

These products are delivered for them.

Although the bag factory has the word bag in its name, it used to produce student backpacks and travel backpacks, and never produced such small bags.

After the luggage factory received Jiang Yu's design, it immediately invested in research and development. After nearly two months of research and preparation before last year, it has now produced samples.

Jiang Yu picked up a brown one-shoulder lady's small square bag.

This is a small square bag made of high-grade synthetic leather, with Weilai pattern on the surface, about [-] centimeters in length, [-] centimeters in height, and about [-] centimeters in width.

Iron zipper closure, a partition zipper pocket inside, and a thin shoulder strap made of the same material as leather, which can be carried on the shoulder.

The workmanship is pretty good.

Putting down this Jiang Yu picked up a large khaki-colored lady's messenger bag.

The surface pattern is the same as the small square bag, but the volume is much larger than the small square bag.

The length is nearly 23 centimeters, the width and height are [-] centimeters and [-] centimeters respectively. It can be carried by the handle and shoulder strap.

There are more than a dozen women's bags.

Years ago, Jiang Yu only designed one style, but did not produce so many styles. Luggage and bag factories came out of the blue, and he designed several styles himself.

Don't say it's a good job.

"Not bad! I didn't expect that the technology of the bag factory is so high now! This standard can be mass-produced."

"Jiang Yu! Can you do it? Luggage factory was one of the first companies you set up at the beginning. How can you say that it has been six or seven years this year? How dare you doubt our technology?"

Jiang Yu didn't have time to argue with Song Mei, so he picked up a man's kangaroo clutch.

This bag was designed by him himself, strictly speaking, he carried it here.

The length is thirty centimeters, the height is twenty and the back is three centimeters. In addition to the main pocket, there are also zipper pockets, ID pockets, pencil pockets, and bank card pockets.

Jiang Yu stood up and put the double-team under the creaking nest.

But if there is nothing in this kind of bag, it looks very dull when it is pinched under the armpit.

Jiang Yu opened the drawer, found some waste paper and stuffed it in, it was so stuffed.

This time it's like that under the armpit.

"How is it? Do you have style?" Jiang Yu complacently asked Song Mei and the two employees who came with her.

"Mr. Jiang! You are really very temperamental with the bag in your mouth." A female worker's small mouth is very sweet, and the sugar content is estimated to be more than four plus.

"Putting up! Shameless!" Song Mei scolded the female worker unceremoniously.

The female worker was really thick-skinned, she didn't take it seriously at all, giggled, and did not forget to cast a flying eye at Jiang Yu.

Hold the grass!The matchmakers are not like good people!

"Jiang Yu! Is there something wrong with the design of your bag? You don't even have a strap, how do you carry it? Just carry it with your hands when you go out?"

"Look! When I was a child, I always thought that your head has more water than brain pulp. I haven't changed this conclusion until now. I just demonstrated it. You can still ask such a stupid question!"

Song Mei's eyes flickered for a long time, and finally she suddenly realized: "You mean that this bag is caught under the creaking hole?"

"You thought it was caught in the thigh?"

Song Mei laughed out loud, "You're an unscrupulous bastard."

Around the middle of the 90s, it became popular for men to scurry around with a bag under their pockets.

Paired with a well-fitting suit, it gives people the illusion that they are either big bosses or rich people.

As for whether the bag contained toilet paper or waste paper, no one except the owner probably knew.

"Song Mei! Are these bags made of high leather? Don't you use real leather?"

"Isn't this a sample!"

"Genuine leather and high leather are half made. The genuine leather is taken abroad to bluff foreigners, and the high leather is kept in China... First, it is used to bluff foreigners, and the rest is sold domestically."

"Then how much does it cost to sell such a high leather bag to a foreigner?"

Jiang Yu thought for a while: "The minimum price is 100 yuan."

Song Mei's eyeballs almost fell out: "Jiang Yu! Did you make your head dizzy by making something artificial? You want to sell such a crap to foreigners for 100 yuan?"

100 yuan, according to the current exchange rate of 550, this bag will cost [-] yuan!

Isn't this an international joke!

"Let's not create humans one at a time, okay? You guys are done making them and there's nothing left to do. Stand aside and make sarcastic remarks, and we haven't even said a word!"

The two female workers couldn't help giggling.

"Is 100 meters expensive? Our Weilai brand is also very appealing in the eyes of foreigners. Our high-quality products should be considered luxury goods. I think it's cheap to sell them a hundred dollars!"

Later generations of foreigners bought a bag with donkey characters printed all over it, but it sold for tens of thousands.

This is the brand that Jiang Yu despises the most, even seeing those who wear this brand of clothing are as stupid as donkeys.

Would a good man roam the streets in a donkey?

Spend a lot of money to buy a dress and bag with donkeys all over it, how beautiful are you!

If Song Mei knew that a bag or clothing with donkeys all printed on it would sell for tens of thousands, her eyes would probably fly out.

And their bag only sells for 100 yuan, which is far from it.