Car-hailing Driver: Rewards from Complaints
Chapter 800 - 299: Yang Chen’s Bizarre Designs for LV (5)
Chapter 800: Chapter 299: Yang Chen’s Bizarre Designs for LV (5)
Freeman: "Enough! You’re bullying people too much!"
Yang Chen: "Are you going to wear it or not? If you don’t, I’ll call Arnold and have you fired!"
Freeman: "You..."
Wu Yue advised, "Mr. Freeman, just put it on. Let him vent, and this matter will be over. If you don’t go along with him, who knows how he might target you in the future? Just endure it and put it on."
Freeman was truly humiliated to the point of tears. Having served LV diligently for thirty years and being a well-known designer in the industry, he now faced such humiliation from Yang Chen, feeling a sense of disgrace in his late career.
The designers below the stage had become numb, each with an iron-blue expression staring at Yang Chen.
If this wasn’t a design contest hosted by the LVMH Group, they would have already left in disgust.
Just as Freeman put on the shorts, Yang Chen had already picked out shoes for him.
Yang Chen sized things up and then set his sights on the cleaning lady.
"Auntie, your sandals are nice! How much did you buy them for?" Yang Chen asked.
Cleaning lady: "I got these from a local market in my village, ten bucks a pair. The material isn’t great; it seems to be rubber."
Yang Chen: "Wow, Auntie, you’re ahead of this summer’s fashion trend with these sandals! The transparent rubber design highlights the fashion of the 90s. If they had LV logos and patterns, everyone would recall that challenging yet thriving era. This isn’t just a pair of shoes, it’s an era, it’s historical depth!"
"Haha..." The cleaning lady covered her mouth and laughed, her laughter exaggerated and uncontrollable.
The designers below were gnashing their teeth in anger, hating how unfair the heavens were, letting such a scoundrel have money, while they, who truly understood art and design, didn’t have any, leading to this situation where whatever the scoundrel says goes, and whatever they say doesn’t matter.
Heavens, it’s unfair!
Yang Chen asked the cleaning lady to take off her shoes and let Freeman wear them.
Freeman: "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! You’ve gone too far!"
Yang Chen: "Do you want to be fired?"
Freeman: "You’re deliberately humiliating me, hoping to fire me, or have me resign. Right? I refuse to give you the satisfaction!"
After saying this, Freeman put on the cleaning lady’s shoes.
But he was a man after all and couldn’t fit into the cleaning lady’s shoes, only able to step a little with his toes.
Seeing Yang Chen make Freeman look like a fool, Lin Yiren felt a sense of relief.
But Yang Chen was having too much fun.
He looked Freeman up and down and said, "Honestly, if these things were made into products, they could really become a hit!"
Freeman: "LV’s customers have taste. How could they possibly buy these things?"
Yang Chen: "LV’s customers have tasteless taste. They just buy the brand. Clearly, you don’t understand the LV brand or its customers’ mindset. Come, I’ll tell you what to draw, and you’ll design half of it."
Freeman hurriedly took off these random things, saying: "Are you seriously going to use these designs?"
Yang Chen: "Of course! Do I look like I’m joking with you? Quickly now, don’t waste my time. I’ll say, you draw."
Even though Freeman was unwilling, Yang Chen’s position as the Group’s second-largest shareholder dictated his obedience.
Thus, under Yang Chen’s guidance, Freeman drew up the designs for several products.
Steel wool bracelet + air vest + speaker beach shorts + transparent rubber sandals; anyone who can wear this combination would be the trendiest person in the world.
Yang Chen ordered: "Freeman, I’m giving you a chance now. Perform well, and I’ll let you off the hook. Otherwise, you’ll have to get lost! And I’ll use the LVMH Group’s influence to blacklist you, making sure you have no job opportunities in the future! I’m being very serious, and I hope you take this seriously too!"
Freeman swallowed hard and quickly replied: "Then tell me, I’ll do exactly as you say."
Yang Chen: "Immediately take these design drafts to the factory to make samples, and within three days, make samples and upload pictures to the website for pre-sale. You can also create posters and send them to stores for pre-sale. Whether it becomes a hit will be determined by pre-sale conditions. Oh, and to ensure data authenticity, all pre-sale customers must pay a 30% deposit first! As for pricing, I don’t know; you can coordinate with the head office."
After finishing, Yang Chen called Arnold.
Arnold: "Hello, Mr. Yang, what made you think to call me?"
Yang Chen: "Well, I’ve designed some products here and have asked Mr. Freeman to manage them. I’m calling to let you know, so you can support Mr. Freeman from the headquarters. We’re now making samples for pre-sale; if the pre-sale goes well, we’ll mass-produce them. If not, we’ll find a reason to cancel. Since acquiring LVMH Group shares, I haven’t really been involved with the group’s matters. This time, I want to contribute to the group; Mr. Arnold, you’ll support me, right?"
Arnold quickly replied: "Haha... Of course, I will support Mr. Yang. Regardless of pre-sale conditions, we should officially launch. Because it’s Mr. Yang’s design, it holds significant commemorative value."
Yang Chen: "Haha... Mr. Arnold understands human relations well. I believe even without my intervention, the group under Mr. Arnold’s management will surely keep improving."
Arnold: "Haha... That’s for sure! Mr. Yang can always trust me!"
Both being smart people, some words need only be hinted at and not said too explicitly.
With Arnold’s promise, Freeman can confidently follow Yang Chen’s orders.
Yang Chen smiled and spoke to the designers below the stage: "All designers, I’m sorry, your products are too mediocre, unable to meet our LV’s needs. I regret to inform you all that your designs have been eliminated! Thank you for your active participation; I hope you’ll join future events. However, I hope you can draw inspiration from my designs and create something truly suitable for our brand rather than these mundane designs!"
This really infuriated the high-and-mighty designers.
"Even the homeless would shake their heads at your designs!"
"Rich people are rich, not insane; only a fool would buy these things."
"If these designs become successful, I’ll quit the design industry completely; I’ll go deliver food!"
"What kind of shareholder are you? Playing like this, LV will inevitably go under!"
"Just wait for LV to be scorned and cursed by the internet!"
...
Yang Chen cheerfully said: "You all seem quite dissatisfied. How about this, let’s make a bet. If these designs become popular, you’ll work for the LVMH Group for free for a year, providing whatever design we need. If these designs don’t succeed, I’ll personally compensate each of you with a million cash. Do you dare to take this bet?"
"Dare! Why not dare!"
"Yes! Why not dare?"
"You’re really confident in your designs! Bet it is, let’s go!"
...
These are professional designers, believing they understand consumer aesthetics and market demand better than Yang Chen.
Yang Chen nodded and said to Wu Yue, "President Wu, make a record for them. Also, let me put it bluntly, anyone who loses and doesn’t acknowledge it, don’t blame me for using connections to blacklist you!"
After speaking, Yang Chen hugged Lin Yiren and left.
Lin Yiren was quite nervous, saying, "Ah Chen, you’re playing quite big this time!"
Yang Chen replied with a smile: "Haha... I don’t know why, but I just feel these designs will become successful. If my feeling is wrong, then I’m willing to pay for my mistake. It’s just a few million, I don’t mind. Let’s go, let’s go shopping."
Wu Yue hurriedly started collecting identity and other information from the designers willing to bet.
Freeman also began taking the designs to the factory to make samples...
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