"Who is Master Givis Hawkes? How come I've never heard of it?"

Gu Qingcheng and Qin Menglan also looked at Mark with puzzled expressions, because they didn't know who Mark was talking about.

Mark suppressed the excitement in his heart and said slowly: "In the world's top fashion hall, there is such a group of people who look down on fame and fortune, and they only pursue the ultimate in clothing design.

Their customers are usually presidents of countries, members of the royal families of some countries, and the world's top wealthy people.

They were known as the Old Tailors, and their address was a nondescript old street in London, called Tailor's Street, also known as 'Thousand Needles Street'.

There are more than 20 shops and workshops on that street, each of which is more than 200 years old!"

Hearing Mark's words, the three women present were stunned!

In their view, the world's top design masters are generally the ones who appear in TV magazines.

But I didn't expect that there was another mountain above that group of people!

Several women looked at Ye Fei's outfit and suddenly thought of a very terrifying thing!

Could it be that the clothes this man wore were made by those old tailors?!

If so, then who is this man?!

"Mr. Mark, are you also from the tailor street?!" Jiang Xiaoli asked with a shocked expression.

Mark shook his head with a wry smile and said, "When I was a teenager, I used to be apprenticed to Master Givis.

However, because my talent was not good, I was persuaded to quit after a few years of study. However, even if I only studied for a few years, it was enough for me to benefit for a lifetime......"

Several people present were suddenly silent.

It is hard for them to imagine that Mr. Mark Johnson, the world's top design master, LV design director, is only worthy of being the apprentice of the old tailor, and he is the one who is persuaded to retire!

This bombshell news made their brains a little turned!

"Mr. Mark, are you mistaken?"

Jiang Xiaoli looked at Ye Fei's clothes with a complicated expression, and said, "But no matter how I look at it, I don't think there is anything extraordinary about his clothes?"

"Hehe, how can people who have not reached that realm see the extraordinaryness of this gentleman's clothes?"

Mark laughed sarcastically, and then said, "Miss Jiang, you can touch it yourself!"

Jiang Xiaoli nodded, then walked towards Ye Fei, she stretched out her hand and touched Ye Fei's short T.

The moment she touched the fabric, her heart shook!

"Dormeuil (Domir)!, the world's best Domir fabric!!"

Jiang Xiaoli cried out in horror, and the look of surprise on her face was no less than that of Mark.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoli's shocked expression, Gu Qingcheng and Qin Menglan also came over curiously, stretched out their hands and touched Ye Fei's clothes.

Although Gu Qingcheng and Qin Menglan didn't understand the fabric, they were still surprised, the texture of this fabric was so light and soft, and the workmanship was so delicate, it was like cicada wings!

Seeing everyone grabbing their clothes, Ye Fei was speechless!

What the hell, that old guy Givens really makes such good clothes?

"Ladies and gentlemen, you should know the extraordinary features of this gentleman's outfit, right?"

Mark smiled faintly, and then said, "The Domir fabric is made of a rare and precious musk cow hair.

Musk cow hair is extremely lightweight, softer than silk, and is produced only one kilometer per year.

And gold and diamond powder are added to the fabric to make a polishing technique with a special luster, which is sought after by all top tailors.

Look, is there anything special about the buttons on this gentleman's trousers?"

The voice fell.

Several women's eyes brushed at a black button on Ye Fei's pants.

And Ye Fei's face was rarely red, and he was stared at by several women at the same time, which was really a bit weird.

"Can you see what's so special about this button?" asked Mark, narrowing his eyes.

The black button on Ye Fei's pants flashed with a black luster, smooth and translucent.

Several women stared at the button for a long time.

Suddenly, Qin Menglan covered her small mouth, her beautiful eyes widened, and she screamed.

"This ...... Could it be that this button is made of Brazilian black diamonds?!"

Mark glanced at Qin Menglan with interest and said, "This beautiful young lady, you are right.

The button was polished from a small piece cut from a Brazilian black diamond.

Originally, the Brazilian black diamond was a single one, weighing 350 carats, and it was exhibited at the Crystal Palace World's Fair in England.

Later, however, the diamond was bought by a member of the British royal family and gifted to Master Gives.

Master Givens made this diamond into some ornaments on his clothes. A small black diamond on this gentleman's pants alone is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars!"

As soon as this remark came out.

Several people present gasped.

A button costs hundreds of thousands of dollars...... And what about the value of a complete set of clothes?

Unthinkable!

Mark didn't pay attention to Jiang Xiaoli and the others, but ran to Ye Fei excitedly and said, "This gentleman, do you know Master Givis?"

"Oh, you said that old guy Givens, I know!"

Ye Fei scratched the back of his head and said, "It's just that I haven't seen each other for a year or two, and I still miss it a little." ”

Mark took a deep breath, the young man in front of him dared to call Master Gilves' an 'old guy', could it be that the relationship between this young man and Master Givens was really unusual?!

"What is your last name, sir?" asked Mark cautiously.

"My surname is Ye. Ye Fei replied.

Mark thought about it for a while, but he didn't know which big man in the world was surnamed Ye, so he was still a little skeptical.

So, he rolled his eyes, smiled, and said, "Mr. Ye, can you contact Master Givens?"

Master Gievis is my master, and I would like to greet him with his old man......"

"Uh, okay, I'll try. ”

Ye Fei pursed his lips, then took out his mobile phone and dialed an international number.

……

Meanwhile.

London, England, around half past eight in the morning.

Located in the heart of London, there is a quaint old street called "Thousand Needles Street".

There are more than twenty old tailor shops and workshops on this street, and each shop does only one thing, and that is to make clothes.

This old street looks old and old, and compared to the crowded scene around it, this street is not at all public.

But, not a single one dared to despise any of the old tailors on this street!

Closer to the street is a small two-story store with a wooden sign that reads "No1·jieisi·hakes."

Inside, two young men were arranging fabrics, and three old men were sitting in front of the sewing machine sewing clothes.

It was early morning in London.

Sunlight shone into the fabrics in this store, and each piece of fabric shimmered with scorching brilliance.

"Charles, you guy give me a light, this batch of cloth was sent by Domir's people, it is very precious, if it is broken, I won't kill you!"

An old man dressed in gray fabric, wearing a pair of reading glasses, and holding a needle and thread in his hand glared at the tall and thin young man who was arranging the fabric.

"Master Brian, if you break it, you will break it, anyway, those fellows in Domir wish we could use their fabrics, there are plenty of fabrics!"

The blonde, blue-eyed, handsome Charles said with a smile.

"Oh God! Cloth is a treasure that God has given us tailors! And you dare to talk such nonsense! See that I don't kill you!"

Brian chased after Charles angrily, gesturing to fight.

At this time, the cell phone on his desk rang.

"At this time, those members of the royal family shouldn't call to disturb them, right?"

Brian muttered, then ran over and picked up the phone with the broken casing.

However, when he saw the caller ID on his mobile phone, his eyes widened in vain, and he immediately screamed loudly!

"Givens!Givens!!m...... Mars called!!"

Brian hurriedly took the phone, walked on his old legs, and rushed upstairs.