Pei Xiao was very curious about what the designer's workshop looked like, so he followed him. As the door was knocked open, Pei Xiao was stunned.
The contrast between the working environment and the beautiful decoration outside is so great!
There were fabrics and paints all over the floor, and there were a row of clothes hangers against the wall, with unfinished or completed sample clothes hanging on them. There were several models staggering around in the room, some with broken hands, some with missing legs, and Pei Xiao
The respected designer in my heart was sitting among the pile of rags, with three kinds of fabrics hanging around his neck, a sewing kit tied around his wrist, and he was repeatedly making gestures on a mannequin.
"Miss Meng, Miss Meng... Mr. Xi is here." The clerk called several times before the designer suddenly looked up.
"Has he ordered a suit from our store recently?" Meng Jiao asked, scratching the cotton wool on her head.
"He brought a young lady here, maybe she wants you to choose clothes for her." The clerk stepped aside, pointed at Pei Xiao and said, "That's the one."
Pei Xiao twisted her sleeves in embarrassment. Her outfit of a wide sweater and jeans was really unsightly in front of the designer.
Unexpectedly, Meng Jiao's eyes lit up when she saw Pei Xiao: "Come here."
She waved, but Pei Xiao was confused. The clerk pushed her from behind: "Come over, there's something good going on."
As soon as Pei Xiao stood firm in front of Meng Jiao, he saw her taking off a piece of floral cloth from her neck and wrapping it around herself. Then she took the pin from the back of her hand and tightened it on her chest and waist. Pei Xiao didn't dare to move.
, for fear that the needle would stick into his flesh.
After Meng Jiao finished, she took a few steps back, held her chin and reviewed for a moment, then took another kind of fabric and wrapped it around her lower body to make it look like a long skirt. After several times, the light in Meng Jiao's eyes became brighter and brighter.
As if completely addicted to it, he pulled all the clothes hangers against the wall and let Pei Xiao try them on one by one. While watching her wear them, he praised her: "What a natural clothes hanger..."
Pei Xiao was confused, but out of respect for the artist, she did not object and let him manipulate her like a doll.
About an hour later, Pei Xiao was sweating profusely from playing with it, and her stomach also made strange noises at the right time. She lowered her head in shock: "I'm sorry, I haven't had dinner yet."
The wall clock on the wall showed that it was already ten o'clock, and the clerk quickly said: "There are some snacks outside, can I bring them in for you first?"
Meng Jiao then gave up teasing Pei Xiao, but insisted that she go out wearing a suit of clothes she designed.
In the reception room, Xi Xiangdong impatiently picked up his iPad and started to handle business. As soon as Meng Jiao came out, she slapped her twice loudly: "Mr. Xi, where did you get such a treasure? Lend me two."
How is the weather?"
Xi Xiangdong then raised his head from the sofa and glanced at Pei Xiao's tweed coat. The cuffs and collar were made of black matte velvet. He praised it without hesitation: "Not bad. But you have to ask her about this."
Pei Xiao was startled: "How can I help?"
Meng Jiao smiled and said: "Just like today, just be a model for me."
"Then..." Pei Xiao did not forget to ask Xi Xiangdong for his opinion, "Is that okay?"
"If you want to come, you can ask the driver to take you there. But... Xiaoou's dress for the Golden Horse Award will have to be commissioned by Meng Da Designer." He changed the topic and looked like a shrewd businessman.
When Meng Jiao thought about designing a dress for Jiang Xiaoou's body like a fire girl, she was filled with confusion: "You really don't let anyone take advantage of you."