However, what made him even more uncomfortable was yet to come.
Those familiar with clothing know that no matter how exquisite the fabric, it needs to be processed into apparel to have higher added value.
Simply speaking of fabric, the benefits that can be added are too few.
And different designers have different areas of expertise.
For instance, some designers create unique and fashionable dresses, but their workwear might not look as good.
There are also some designers who specialize in sportswear; when designing business attire, they might be out of their depth.
Moreover, a good designer can maximize the advantages of an ordinary piece of fabric, creating the best apparel and imbuing plain fabric with soul.
Conversely, a bad designer could very well ruin a perfect piece of fabric.
Fujiwara had great confidence in the designer he brought this time, believing they would utilize the fabric to its fullest and not falter in design.
However, even the most skilled designer would be like a clever cook unable to prepare a meal without ingredients when the fabric itself is inferior to others.
Unless the other party's designer is completely clueless.
Deep down, Fujiwara wished for the Chinese designers' creations to be a mess, yet he knew clearly that this was impossible.
At this moment, though his heart was sinking, Fujiwara still held onto a sliver of hope.
However, some things are destined to bring disappointment.
For instance, Mr. Fujiwara, seeing Feng Yushu at this very moment, felt exactly that!
Then, Minister Duan took the stage and, following the information provided by Su Xiaotian, gave a simple introduction to the fabric.
Su Xiaotian's introductory remarks were actually quite understated.
She understood that overly boastful introductions would only raise everyone's expectations too high, making it easy for people to feel let down when the final reveal came.
A more modest introduction, with lower expectations, would lead to a more stunning impression in the end.
Although Minister Duan's introduction was very low-key, the fabric's inherent excellence still garnered significant attention.
Attendees were here not only to showcase their own country's fabrics but also, in large part, to seek out good materials.
Seeing such exquisite fabric from China, how could they not be tempted?
Of course, where there are people, there is a world of interactions; where there are people, there will be praise as well as sour remarks.
While China's fabric received much praise, it was also met with the jealousy of a few.
Fujiwara was one of those who felt jealous.
Despite all his calculations, he had miscalculated in the end.
He had allowed Duan Ziming to steal the spotlight.
Watching Duan Ziming beam with pride, Fujiwara felt utterly displeased.
No, he couldn't let Duan Ziming continue to bask in glory; he had to find a way to crush Duan Ziming utterly, to the point where he couldn't even lift his head!
Fujiwara's mind began to race.
He cast his gaze towards Feng Yushu at the Chinese exhibit.
This was a very famous fashion designer from China, whom he had met twice before.
This person was stubborn and not easy to get along with.
Furthermore, this person loved China from the very core of their being.
It could be said that it was almost impossible to get this person to do anything that betrayed China.
Even if they were willing to offer a large sum of money, they couldn't break through this person.
Fujiwara knew very well that if he wanted to disrupt things, he shouldn't choose someone like Feng Yushu.
This was his forte, and he understood it well.
Suddenly, Fujiwara thought of a possibility: the time allocated for today's task was short, so assistants would surely be assigned to the designers.
Feng Yushu might be reliable, but his assigned assistant might not be.
It was true that many Chinese people were patriotic, but there were also many who would forget their roots for the sake of profit.
If he could work through the assistant to completely ruin this piece of fabric, then no matter how skilled Feng Yushu was, he wouldn't be able to transform the fabric's beauty into splendid attire.
Even if China had more of this fabric, if it wasn't brought here, it would be like trying to quench thirst with water from a distant well.
To put it mildly, even if there was another piece of fabric, time would not permit it, and China would still be disgraced.
As Fujiwara was plotting his scheme, most of the delegations had finished their presentations.
Now, it was Japan's turn.
But Fujiwara paid no attention at all until his assistant tugged his sleeve to remind him.
His mind was preoccupied with how to deal with the Chinese delegation, so his demeanor on stage was somewhat flustered.
He didn't focus on introducing the fabric's merits and drawbacks but instead fixed his gaze on Minister Duan.
"Our Japanese fabrics, while not as luxurious as those brought by some other delegations, are more in line with current era demands and are more accessible to the public."
"As everyone knows, some countries claim to be great silk producers, but the silk fabrics they present are not practical..."
Fujiwara rambled on, but his main point was to criticize China's fabric as flashy but impractical, a clear provocation.
In fact, as Fujiwara spoke, Minister Duan himself felt a bit uncertain.
After all, what Fujiwara said was factual.
Song brocade and other types of brocade are known for their exorbitant prices.
The value of such a bolt of brocade far exceeded what ordinary people could afford.
And how many people could purchase clothing made from such expensive brocade?
Moreover, apart from the high price, the more significant issue was low production capacity.
Even if someone present was interested and wanted to place an order, the domestic production capacity might not be able to guarantee exports.
Despite these thoughts, Minister Duan, being an old hand, maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
This greatly disappointed Fujiwara, who had expected to see his expression change drastically.
Duan Ziming's nonchalant attitude was precisely what Fujiwara loathed the most.
He had always disliked it, from years ago until now.
Amidst the varying thoughts of each party, the first phase of the fabric presentation event finally concluded.
After all delegations introduced their featured fabrics, the materials were removed from the display stands and handed over to their respective designers.
The organizers had thought of everything. Behind each exhibition booth, there was a small workspace equipped with all the necessary items for apparel production, designated for designers to work in.
The garment design and production for today had to be completed on-site.
Due to time constraints, almost all designers opted for the simplest styles, without even extra embellishments.
If the garment styles were too complex, requiring extensive hand-sewing, it would be impossible to complete them on time. This is according to Sudan Fiction Network.
After all, a good garment takes a considerable amount of time from pattern making to completion. In the limited time, it couldn't be wasted on embroidery.
Thus, the requirements for the fabric became even higher!
Mr. Feng Yushu reverently took the fabric from Minister Duan.
He nodded to Minister Duan, indicating that he would give his utmost effort.