The dressmaker came in, and Hua Zhao stopped "looking" and concentrated on choosing clothes.
Some of these high-end private studios are beyond her reach.
Some of them specialize in serving established aristocrats, and are looked down upon by new aristocrats like her.
Some businesses were too busy and were scheduled for a year later, and she couldn't afford to wait.
Now that she has the opportunity, she can also take a look at the craftsmanship of senior designers.
It was a surprise indeed.
Finally, she chose a princess dress, water pink, which is the legendary death Barbie pink in later generations.
It looks pink and cute when worn on a Barbie doll, but looks like a social death scene when worn on a human body.
Most people can't control it.
But Hua Zhao has a figure and appearance that is not inferior to that of Barbie, and she also has the childish, pure and charming temperament that this pink color needs.
When it came to the upper body of the skirt, the designer almost burst into tears because someone finally wore it with the effect he wanted!
Susanna also fell in love with this dress before. After all, this dress is really beautiful. He personally mixed the watery pink color.
If it's too heavy, it's too light. If it's too short, it's too light. It's pure and lively, especially fairy.
It is a color that has never appeared on the market.
But Susanna couldn't control it. She had the temperament of a royal lady, which suddenly destroyed the fairy spirit of this dress.
It looks inexplicably weird.
Hua Zhao also liked this skirt very much and planned to take it away openly.
"How much?" she asked.
The designer was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Dylan will pay the bill, you don't need to worry."
"No, I'll pay for it myself," she said.
The designer hesitated and said: "30,000."
The 30,000 yuan at this time was enough to buy a good car, but he was afraid that Hua Zhao would have no money.
He is a designer, and he looks at clothes first when looking at people. As soon as he looked at Hua Zhao's clothes, he knew where they came from, what they were in the store, and what the price was, which probably didn't add up to a hundred yuan.
When going out, Hua Zhao never dresses like "I am rich". This is not a peaceful place, that would be very dangerous.
But she likes to carry cash, usually about 50,000, hidden in a secret compartment of her bag, just in case of emergencies.
But now she has "no money."
"Wait me a moment."
After Hua Zhao finished speaking, he knocked on the door next door.
Ye Shen had come back, opened the door, and saw a hint of surprise in his eyes when he saw her dress.
He always knew that his daughter-in-law was very beautiful, but he didn't expect that she would be so beautiful after dressing up seriously.
It seems that he will have to work harder to make money in the future.
"Mr. Su, do you have cash? Lend me 30,000. I want to buy this dress." She said directly.
Ye Shen was stunned for a moment, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he stepped aside to let her in.
There were a bunch of bodyguards standing under the windows and at the door, about ten of them.
Half of the Dylan family's bodyguards are here.
"Why are there so many people?" Hua Zhao asked in surprise.
She spoke all in English, and when she asked, the bodyguards all looked away.
It's strange to have so many bodyguards in a guest house.
"There weren't so many before." Ye Shen said nothing more and turned around to get his backpack.
There were only four bodyguards watching over him before, but after a meal, a few more were added.
He took three wads of money and handed them to Hua Zhao.
His wife is really good, so he has to pay for this dress.
"I'll write you an IOU." Hua Zhao came to his desk, picked up a pen and paper and wrote a bunch of Chinese characters.