Du Ruonan seemed to understand what he was going to do, and after hesitating for a moment, he obeyed: "That's it...... Do you want to make a corseted style? ”

Su Zhiyu tied the cloth belt, careful not to touch her body, bent down and tied a bow around her waist, and then rolled up her sleeves a little, revealing her slender wrists, and the collar was turned over and folded into the shape of a ruffle collar, which pushed her to the bronze mirror, "Look, is it much better now?" ”

Du Ruonan looked at his energetic appearance, her cheeks flushed unconsciously, but she never meant to be angry, even she felt strange, so she had to look at the bronze mirror as if she was evading, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "This ...... It's really a lot worse, and this one looks very ......"

She spun around, her skirt swaying: "I don't know how to describe it." ”

Su Zhiyu touched his chin and nodded: "Young and beautiful, full of vitality." ”

"That's right, just looking at the clothes is not so amazing, it is really suitable after the upper body......" Du Ruonan was a little fond of it, and his cognition of Su Zhiyu was refreshed, "I thought that you would only make bombs." ”

"Is this a compliment?" Su Zhiyu smiled, and suddenly blessed his soul, "The effect of hanging clothes is completely different from wearing them."

Except for some of the batik garments, most of the styles and colors are very in line with the current aesthetics, so why don't you wear those clothes as a model......"

"Models?" Du Ruonan was confused.

"Uh...... It's probably what it means to show people in front of people with clothes. Seeing her hesitation, Su Zhiyu said encouragement, "You have very white skin, very colored, gentle temperament, slender and petite, very in line with the temperament of this batch of batik ready-to-wear clothes, if you show it, it will definitely sell well." ”

Du Ruonan looked at his shining appearance and subconsciously asked, "Is it really good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." Su Zhiyu smiled very sincerely, "Believe me, you can definitely do it." ”

Believe him?

It seems that believing him is not wrong after all.

Believing that he would make a bomb, they escaped together.

Believing in his support for batik techniques, although she is still researching, she has the motivation to persevere.

"Okay." Du Ruonan stretched out his hand and touched the mirror, his little hand just fell on his heart, and said in a low voice: "I believe you." ”

Du Ruonan gathered all the guys and dyers in the store, and discussed with Su Zhiyu overnight how to transform the new clothes, and finally improved the first batch of ready-to-wear clothes two days later, but they were not hung on the wall for people to choose, but a booth was set up at the door.

Both sides are also decorated with flowers, Du Ruonan is wearing a blue and broken flower top and skirt, as if she is a girl who came out of a classical painting, which instantly amazed everyone and attracted many people to watch.

"This batch of batik garments has been improved and designed, and today it is given back to the majority of new and old customers and sold at a low price." Su Zhiyu stood in front of the stage, looked at Du Ruonan with a smile on his face, gradually unloaded his nervousness, and confidently stood on the stage to show his new clothes, smiling even more, "The new clothes will be displayed one by one by our Du shopkeeper, if there are interested girls, you can also enter the store to try them on, and we can modify them at any time according to the body size of the guests." ”

"You can also try on and modify it!" A girl pointed at Du Ruonan excitedly, "I want this one from her, it's so beautiful." ”

"Please, someone from the shop will take you to try on clothes." Su Zhiyu has a cheerful temperament, and today he also wore a newly improved dark blue gown, and when he stood on the stage, it was a sign of liveliness, which attracted men to be ready to move.

After a while, one or two went in to try on clothes, seeing that there was no place to squeeze, and they didn't hesitate to wait behind, shouting and rushing into the cloth mill to line up.

Du Ruonan's palms were full of sweat, but his eyes were full of smiles: "I didn't expect you to wear this one so amazingly, you can be regarded as a ...... Mannequin? ”

Su Zhiyu looked at the fine sweat on the tip of her nose, knowing that she was nervous, she thoughtfully took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her: "Well, me too." I'm with you. ”

Du Ruonan almost bit her lip, and her face turned red.

A cold snort interrupted the charming atmosphere between the two.

"Du Ruonan, flirting with a man in public, do you really have no shame?" Du Liang looked at the crowded crowd in the store, his face was so angry that he had nothing to say, so he had nothing to do.

Du Ruonan didn't let him go again this time, and rushed to Du Liang in three or two steps: "I call you Second Uncle because you are my father's younger brother, but if you are playing tricks again and again, don't blame me for being polite." ”

"You!" Du Liang was deflated repeatedly, and he became more and more angry in his heart, and he was about to teach her a lesson, but he saw Su Zhiyu standing beside Du Ruonan quietly, his eyes were not good.

"Yes, very good. Du Ruonan, you forced me. Du Liang was so angry that he took a few steps back and pointed at the two, "This time, I want to beat you to your knees and beg me." ”