"It's so beautiful, how can I wear it?" she murmured.
She has low self-esteem deep down in her heart. The low self-esteem has been with her for 40 years and cannot be completely eliminated in a few years.
"What's wrong with it?" Hua Zhao said, "I told the designer who made the wedding dress your measurements. This dress was specially made for you! It won't fit anyone else except you."
Fang Haixing's tears fell immediately.
She quickly turned around and wiped it off, not wanting anyone to see it.
But her back straightened involuntarily.
It was specially made for her...it only belongs to her, so of course she can wear it...
Hua Qiang looked at her and Hua Zhao with a smile.
This satisfied smile made Hua Zhao feel that his efforts were not in vain and were worth it.
"Try it quickly!" Hua Zhao turned around and pushed Hua Qiang: "Grandpa, go out first. You have to wait until the right day to see it. You can't see it today! Go next door to eat! Come back after eating to try on your dress."
"Okay, okay." Hua Qiang chuckled and went out.
Hua Zhao pushed Fang Haixing to try on wedding dresses.
It's not just about trying on clothes, you also have to do hair and makeup, and you can see the effect by matching them together.
An hour later, Fang Haixing looked at the person in the mirror and couldn't bear to recognize him.
Is this bright and noble woman in the mirror really her? Is it really her?
Hua Zhao stood behind her and was very satisfied, calling the person who delivered the wedding dress to come over and settle the bill with her.
Unexpectedly, one of the women, who looked like a 40-year-old supervisor, suddenly said: "Our boss has decided to give this wedding dress to Miss Fang. I wish her a happy wedding."
"Oh? Why?" Hua Zhao asked.
She wouldn't dare to eat the pie falling from the sky.
When we were negotiating for this wedding dress, the price was quoted at 100,000.
One hundred thousand in 1989 had considerable purchasing power, equivalent to a car or a house.
However, Hua Zhao thinks the price is worth it, because the clothes are inlaid with many natural diamonds, which are so sparkly that the cost is very high.
As for whether the diamond is worth the money, let's not discuss this issue, she doesn't know.
All she knew was that if she wanted to buy diamonds, she had to pay for them.
If someone asks for 10,000 yuan, and you say this thing is worthless, just give 1,000 yuan, and you will be kicked out.
"The boss of our company, who is the designer of this wedding dress, said that your request gave him unlimited inspiration, which is worth 100,000," the woman said.
This dress was not something that Hua Zhao told me I wanted to customize and then bought it casually. She participated in the overall design and made many requests and suggestions.
Because she really doesn't like the popular styles from 1989, which are too conservative and rustic in her eyes, and are not as stunning as the several star-style wedding dresses worth millions later.
She embarrassedly "learned" from it...
Hua Zhao smiled: "If that's the case, this inspiration is worth more than 100,000, it should be higher. Are the other dresses also free of charge?"
The female supervisor's face suddenly became serious and she said businesslikely: "No, the other clothes were not designed by our boss himself, and the Tang suit dress you requested was also a treasure that we bought from a master with a lot of money, otherwise we would not have enough time in this time.
Can’t do it.”
"Okay, okay, just kidding." Hua Zhao looked expectantly at another box, which contained the Hanfu Jifu she requested.
She didn't have any suggestions on this. Masters who specialized in embroidery would definitely know better than her.
Hua Qiang came back from dinner and was taken to another room to try on clothes.
Hua Zhao continued to accompany Fang Haixing to try on dresses, change hairstyles, and makeup.
The result was of course satisfying to everyone.
In the afternoon, people from the wedding company also came to decorate the scene.
The preparations are being carried out in an orderly manner, and we are just waiting for the official day.
After returning from a busy day, Hua Zhao collapsed in Ye Shen's arms from exhaustion.
"I'm so envious..." she said.
"What are you envious of?" Ye Shen asked curiously.
Are you envious of the good relationship between Hua Qiang and Fang Haixing? Lovers will eventually get married?
Isn't that right? Isn't their relationship better? And they have been married for more than ten years!
"Straight man!" Hua Zhaobai glanced at him: "I envy others to have a decent wedding! Unlike me, the groom didn't even come! I, a pregnant bride, personally carried a big kitchen knife and dang it.
I cut half a pig! I made more than ten tables of banquets!”
That's an exaggeration, there weren't that many people here at all.
However, Hua Zhao's wedding was really shabby at that time, it was so shabby where the groom was not even there.
Ye Shen suddenly felt guilty and distressed: "Yes! We will organize a replacement wedding immediately! When do you want to do it?"