The models had never seen such beautiful dresses, standing back and forth in front of the fitting mirror, even if some skirts were a little shorter, the breasts were a little bigger, and the curves were too obvious, they were reluctant to change them.

In the accompaniment of music, under the leadership of the model teacher, the female workers wore new clothes and walked the runway show.

Ling Mei's appreciative gaze fixed on Yin Wanqin's body, and said to Qin Hua, "Everyone is great. Yin Wanqin has improved a lot compared to the last rehearsal."

"Wanqin was born to eat this bowl of rice." Qin Hua agreed, "She is very sensitive to fashion, you can see that the clothes she usually wears are all changed by herself."

Ling Mei nodded: "Team Leader Feng is also very good."

"Lingmei." Qin Hua leaned into Ling Mei's ear and whispered, "Didn't our store never find a satisfactory manager? I think Feng Ruizhu is a good fit."

Ling Mei smiled and asked, "What do you say?"

"People who work in textile factories are half of the garment industry, and they have leadership skills and know how to care for their subordinates, so the little girls can convince her."

Ling Mei frowned and glanced at her: "If you poach the young section chief of the finance department of the textile factory, Director Lu must not be in a hurry with you?"

"Hey, how can there be a reason why a factory can't be opened without anyone?" Qin Hua took a fancy to Feng Ruizhu and was bent on prying.

Ling Mei was also satisfied, and smiled, "Come on."

After the rehearsal, the masters adjusted the size of the clothes according to the girls' try-on situation, and changed them by hand on the spot.

During the break, Yin Wanqin hesitated again and again, mustered up the courage to walk to Ling Mei's side, and said softly, "Manager Xiao. Teacher Qin."

"Xiao Yin." Qin Hua smiled and said, "I praised you with Manager Qin just now. You are the hardest-working and hard-working model among the models."

Wanqin said embarrassedly, "Everyone is working hard."

Ling Mei invited her to sit beside her and asked with a smile, "Miss Yin's condition is indeed buried in the textile factory. Do you have any plans for the future?"

Wanqin looked at her worriedly, "I...... I haven't thought about it yet."

Ling Mei smiled, "Manager Qin and I both value you. If you have made up your mind, you can come to me."

Wanqin is dizzy, oh my God! What did she hear? The manager actually invited her and decided to cultivate her! Excited, her voice trembled a little: "I, of course I want to continue to develop in the modeling industry."

"Okay." Ling Mei smiled, "If you want, I want to send you to a professional model team in Shanghai for a few years of training. In less than three years, I'll make you one of the most recognizable models in the country."

Wanqin stammered: She didn't want to be famous all over the country. She just wanted to pursue what she loved. But Manager Xiao said so, and it was too late for her to be happy.

"I see. I will definitely live up to the expectations of Manager Xiao and Teacher Qin."

Qin Hua asked with concern: "You resigned from the state-owned textile factory to become a model, did your family agree?"

Wanqin smiled bitterly, "My family...... They've all kicked me out of the house, so what's the point of caring for me?"

Ling Mei frowned: Kicked out of the house? Is there any story that Yin Wanqin doesn't know?

Wanqin hurriedly smiled, "...... Actually, I came to Mr. Xiao to ask something."

"What's the matter?"

"The clothes are beautiful, but they lack accessories. Today is the last special rehearsal, will it be too late to arrange it during the live catwalk?"

Ling Mei was stunned, and glanced at Qin Hua: Oops! They only care about fabrics and making clothes, how can they forget about accessories?!

Yin Wanqin looked at the expressions of the two and hurriedly said, "It's okay. Guangzhou's jewellery industry is also second to none in the country. I can take you to the jewelry mall in Yuexiu District."

Ling Mei and Qin Hua hid their faces and smiled, "Thank you for reminding me."

Fortunately, Wanqin is careful and dares to think and ask. Ling Mei likes her even more.

It's just that time is urgent, where can she find a large number of suitable jewelry? Those shoddy alloy jewelry were the first to be rejected by her: they did not match her own brand and clothes.

But the jewelry in the jewelry city is real money, and you can't afford to buy it. Can only be borrowed.

The question is, from whom to borrow?

Ling Mei first contacted Du Zhongli, but Du Da Designer rolled his eyes on the other end of the phone and called: "I'm an interior decorator, where can I help you borrow so much jewelry?" Aren't you familiar with the Sixth Master? I should go to the sixth master for help."

Ling Mei hung up the phone. Before she returned to Guangzhou, she had decided to visit He Liuye and thank others for taking care of her. But this is both an elder and a big backer of his family, what kind of gift should he give?

What kind of expensive gifts haven't you seen for people like He Liuye? It is not easy to give gifts to his heart.

She walked around her own space, and there were only three things that she could get her hands on and control the field: musk, which didn't seem appropriate to give to a man; Hanging green lychees, there is a priceless one in the market, which is worth 100 gold. Ru porcelain porcelain, that is a peerless unique product, no market and no price. She was reluctant to give it away.

And giving these things is too ostentatious.

It's better to give a gift that fits your identity.

She glanced at the gold ingots.

Xiao Jin has been fascinated since he learned Suzhou embroidery. Recently, she has been pestering her to buy a lot of silk threads and accessories, and she has been working tirelessly on various stitches in the space. Ling Mei saw that it was focused, chattering to herself, and the silk threads flying in the air followed Xiao Jin's spiritual power to advance and retreat, and after a while, they embroidered a graceful and luxurious white peony.

Ling Mei took it to heart and secretly rummaged through the pile of embroideries around Xiao Jin.

He Liuye is said to be less than sixty, and his age is not very large. I heard Uncle Xie describe him as an elegant and literati-like gentleman. Naturally, the gift given to him should not be too vulgar.

It's a pity that Xiao Jin embroidered some flowers and plants, which made Mei's eyes turn around and call it: "Yuan Baobao, Xiao Jin Jin!" You're amazing!"

The gold ingots shuddered, "What's the matter? Say it quickly."

Ling Mei Zhengse said, "Xiao Jin, you are now proficient in embroidery. It's time to forge a new direction."

The gold ingots received the white peony embroidery, and asked curiously, "What direction?"

"You can start learning how to embroider animals." Ling Mei said, "For example, Persian cats, tigers, and horses—"

The gold ingots nodded frequently: "It makes sense, it makes sense."

It shook its fur and jumped out of Ling Mei's space.

Ling Mei pressed it and was shocked: "What are you doing?"

"Take me to Suxiu Street to buy animal embroidery. This stitch is definitely different from embroidery."

"You're going out with me like this—"

"It's fine." Jin Yuan Bao said unconcernedly, "I use some tricks, and in the eyes of ordinary people, I'm just a pretty kitten." It stretched, "I'm bored in the space, you have to let me out to get some air."

Ling Mei had no choice but to let Xiaojin shrink and shrink, hide in her bag and go out, and go to visit Wu Nanyin, the owner of the Thirteen Lines Miao Embroidery Workshop.

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