Ming said and put the wine glass in front of Ye Feifei. When he took a sip, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Try it?"
Ye Feifei nodded and took a sip of wine, "Not bad."
"Haha... That's good. You are indeed an expert." Ming smiled and put his hands in his hair to make himself look enchanting.
The corner of Ye Feifei's mouth twitched slightly, she wanted to vomit. Seeing a man scratching his head and posing really made her want to vomit. Can such a man design a good dress? It's a bit fake.
"Don't try again?" Ming said, drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, and pointed to Ye Feifei's glass.
Ye Feifei smiled and said: "It's a small drink to make you happy. I'll just try it. It won't affect my work."
"Pfft... you are the most special woman I have ever seen. Just like your works, I... admire them very much." Ming said, clapped his hands and glanced at the assistant, "Go get my equipment and measure it for her first.
Measurements."
When the assistant heard this, she turned and walked towards the private room. Ye Feifei didn't know why she didn't like Ming's feeling. She shook her head and said, "All my data are on the Internet, so there's no need to measure anymore."
"Tsk tsk...little beauty, you don't understand my work. I have to measure it myself to determine the most accurate size. The dress I design must be the most perfect and the most stunning for you." Ming stared at Ye Ming.
Feifei, his amber eyes were filled with starlight, full of admiration for Ye Feifei.
"BOSS, the tools are here." The assistant pushed a workbench with wheels. There was fabric on the workbench, as well as paper, pens, tapes, and other things.
Ming snapped his fingers, made an exaggerated turn behind Ye Feifei, picked up the measuring tape, and said with a smile: "Little beauty, come on, let me measure your size."
If Lin Haoyu hadn't said that this guy was gay, Ye Feifei would never have tolerated his slight advances at this moment.
"Where should we start first? Shoulders, waist, or your beautiful mountain peaks?" Mingla said in a long voice, licking his lips lightly with his tongue.
Ye Feifei coughed, glanced at August, and said "I reject this guy" written on her face.
August also felt that Ming was evil enough and didn't want Ye Feifei to talk to him anymore. August stood up, walked two steps in front of Ye Feifei, and said to Ming: "My dear, my little dear has a night show to attend.
It’s inconvenient to stay any longer.”
When Ming heard August say this, his face suddenly changed and he snorted, "Why, you don't like me making dresses for your artists? Do you know how many people are waiting for me to make them for them? You...you...
…They are so ignorant!”
Noticing Ming's orchid finger, Ye Feifei somewhat believed that the guy opposite was gay, but she felt like she deserved a beating. If she didn't teach him a lesson, she would feel sorry for herself.
"Great designer, we don't know what is good and what is bad, but how are you? People in the industry say you have a weird personality, so you invited us here at this time, and we didn't refuse. But you came here to drink and tease me. What do you think of my entertainer?
Already?" August looked at Ming with full aura.
Ming is the kind of character who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Seeing August getting angry, he coughed, waved his hands and said: "You are overthinking, I am not interested in your artist's body, what I see is her soul. I want to do this for you
A beautiful soul makes a perfect dress."
Ye Feifei's eyes twitched. She wanted to hit someone, beautiful soul? What does this guy think he is? A soul digger?