But after thinking about it, Shi Mosheng thought about it, a good relationship made it look disgraceful, it was very awkward to sneak, and he was naturally uncomfortable, Shi Mosheng had tolerated her timidity for a long time, and he couldn't be so selfish, so he decided to promise him and go to the drinking party together.

However, although he said yes and kept cheering himself psychologically, the tension still lingered.

Maybe you should take Yang Yumeng to strengthen your courage first.

At lunchtime, Su Yihuan invited Yang Yumeng to eat, ordered all the dishes she loved, and then after the dishes were served, she picked up a cup of tea: "My plead to you." ”

Yang Yumeng dodged back: "What are you doing?" What did you do to be sorry for me? Yes! You stole the half of the roast duck I hid yesterday? ”

Su Yihuan: "What roast duck?" ”

"You don't know? That's not you. What's that? Are you looking for someone to pull behind my back? ”

Yang Yumeng was originally joking casually, but she didn't expect Su Yihuan to not answer her, and her face was serious, as if she was acquiescing.

So, she also became serious: "Is there really someone?" Who is it? ”

Su Yihuan still didn't speak, the two of them stared wide-eyed, and started a silent brainwave exchange......

In the end, Yang Yumeng finally said the conjectured name in disbelief: "It can't be Dean Shi, right?" ”

Seeing Su Yihuan nodding, Yang Yumeng almost wanted to scream: "My mother, Su Yihuan, you are too powerful!" When was this? How did you defeat this mysterious nurse? ”

Su Yihuan hurriedly confessed and forgived: "That nurse is my ......"

Yang Yumeng was simply dumbfounded, and after digesting it, she turned to laugh three times, her eyes flashing with obscene light: "Oh, the taste is so heavy?" You and the dean must not look alike......"

Su Yihuan couldn't listen to it: "What are you thinking?" Am I not dressed in a Soviet dress? ”

After speaking, he felt guilty: "I'm sorry, I haven't told you." ”

Yang Yumeng waved her hand: "Oh, I don't know you for so many years, are you afraid of people's irresponsible opinions?" I can't even guarantee myself, I can understand if I don't tell me. ”

"But ......"

She became serious: "Am I the first to know?" It's about my status as the queen of gossip. ”

"Don't worry, your position is secure." Su Yihuan replied.

In the next meal, Yang Yumeng's central idea is that Su Yihuan is a wealthy young grandmother, and she must invite her to eat more, what is delicious and what to eat.

Good friends don't care about their concealment and sincerely bless, Su Yihuan feels a lot less pressure.

But there is one more thing that Su Yihuan feels uncomfortable with, that is, those expensive skirts.

This time, Shi Mosheng didn't know what brand of luxury dress to arrange for her, and suddenly appeared in front of her colleagues and leaders in such a jeweled manner, the contrast was too great, and she was somewhat uneasy.

Shi Mosheng heard that she didn't want to wear expensive dresses, so she gently advised: "This is the banquet of the 40th anniversary of Shengkang Group, a very important occasion, is it good to be obedient?" ”

Su Yihuan didn't refute, but she also bowed her head and said nothing, and in the end, Shi Mosheng compromised and rubbed her hair lightly: "I'll think of a good and cheap way for you." ”

The person who was down in front of him raised his head and his eyes were bright: "What way?" ”

Shi Mosheng pinched her nose dotingly: "There is a way to grind people, but it's a little troublesome, we have to go to Shanghai." "Let's do it

The banquet was approaching, and the matter of the dress naturally could not be delayed, so as soon as the two were free, they went to Shanghai together.

Shi Mosheng drove the car and drove to a residential community that was not good-looking.

Su Yihuan got out of the car and looked around, I don't know what this place has to do with the dress, Shi Mosheng held her hand: "Come with me and you'll know." ”

Su Yihuan followed Shi Mosheng and knocked on the door of a house, and the door was opened by an old man with gray hair, wearing glasses, and when he saw Shi Mosheng, the old man shook hands happily: "Mo Sheng, I haven't seen you for many years." ”

Shi Mosheng replied: "I have been abroad in the past few years, and I have rarely come back. ”

Then he turned around and introduced: "This is Uncle Zhang, and the cheongsam my mother wears is made by him." ”

Su Yihuan smiled and greeted him, feeling that Shi Mosheng was too smart.

The cheongsam, in terms of gorgeous and square, does not lose any dress, but it will not hang the high price, which makes people sigh.

The walls of the room are pasted with all kinds of cheongsam beauty paintings, all of which are old-fashioned wooden furniture, good mahogany, simple style, and a few pieces of powder are scattered on the sewing table, which are used for painting when cutting, Su Yihuan has seen this kind of thing in the tailor shop when he was still very young.

The master unfolded the tape measure and began to measure Su Yihuan, and the air was filled with a quiet atmosphere of the old days.

Master Zhang straightened his reading glasses, took out a book of style drawings, selected Su Yihuan, selected the appearance, and chose the fabric.

There is a room on the right hand side of the door, specially loaded with fabrics, and the colorful materials are placed layer by layer, Shi Mosheng said to Su Yihuan while watching: "Uncle Zhang's father is the garment master of the old Shanghai Hongxiang, and the craftsmanship has been handed down, which is absolutely first-class." ”

"I'm older, I don't make more clothes, and my craftsmanship is not as good as my father, he made a cheongsam for Ruan Lingyu back then!"

The old man shook off a pale pink silk satin: "How about this color?" ”

The pink color is very elegant, with hidden dark lines, the color is soft and bright, and the touch is silky, and Su Yi can't put it down.

Seeing her happy appearance, she smiled: "That's it." ”

Master Zhang said: "I have a ready-to-wear garment for this material, try the color for this girl, if it is suitable, I will make it according to her size." ”

As he spoke, he took off the cheongsam from the hanger and handed it to Su Yihuan.

Su Yihuan was changing clothes in the house, and in the studio, the old man sighed while looking at his appearance:

"Time flies so fast, the last time I saw you, I was still a hairy boy, and then I heard that you went abroad to go to school, and now when you come back, your daughter-in-law has brought it."

Shi Mosheng smiled lightly: "In the future, there will be one more person to trouble you to make clothes." ”

He looked at the old posters on the wall, and suddenly said, "That material is so plain, don't you have to add some embroidery?" ”

Master Zhang nodded: "That peach blossom satin, usually embroidered peach blossoms, do you have any new ideas?" ”

Others embroider peach blossoms, of course Su Yihuan has to be different

Shi Mosheng picked up the colored pencil on the table and stood there, with a movement of his fingers, the tip of the pen fell on the paper and made a slight rustling sound, only a few strokes, an magnolia flower, and suddenly bloomed on the paper in an instant.

Master Zhang nodded again and again: "This is beautiful, I will give it to my niece, and let her embroider this." ”

At this time, Su Yihuan changed into a cheongsam and walked out of the room on the right, the small room was only three or two steps away, so close, but he clearly felt that this person seemed to be coming from the old times.