Chapter 293 Tang Chacha

Su Nanzhi: A cool sister who doesn’t own a short skirt.

At this time, under the halo of being a rich woman, she didn't want to spend money to buy a dress.

So at times like these, her few good friends can shine.

The people in her address book are all zombies who have remained unchanged for hundreds of years, and each of them has their own experiences in the process of getting to know each other.

Su Nanzhi knew an 188-tier fashion designer. Because she had no inspiration for her graduation project, she was hunted by her tutor and had to hide in the mountains and forests. She rented a small house in Yunhai Village, and then they met.

Several years have passed, and I don't know if the other party has changed careers.

Su Nanzhi thought about it, opened the address book on her phone, and tentatively called the other party.

The phone beeped several times before I heard a sound that sounded like someone who was still sleepy or had kidney deficiency.

It was the voice in my memory. This sister used to like staying up late to play games and design drawings. Every time I saw her, she looked like she had kidney deficiency.

"Xiao Zhi'er?" The elder sister is a woman from Northeast China, and she likes to add an erhua sound when she speaks.

Su Nanzhi: "Sister Cha Cha, it's me."

This sister has a very gentle name, Tang Cha Cha.

It's a gentle name in itself. If the girl pays more attention to her personal cultivation, she might be able to be promoted to elegant oolong tea. Unfortunately, she is not the ordinary one.

What a nice girl, she cultivated herself into Tieguanyin.

"Xiao Zhi'er!" Tang Cha Cha's voice suddenly rose. "What's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?"

Su Nanzhi: "Sister Cha Cha, are you still doing fashion design?"

I vaguely remember that Tang Cha Cha used to design evening gowns.

"Oh, you haven't changed your career yet? What's wrong?"

"I have a party on Saturday and I'd like to borrow a dress from you."

"So anxious?" Tang Cha Cha paused. "Okay, where are you now? It's been a few years since we last met. Give me your height and measurements so I can pick one for you."

Su Nanzhi: "I'm in Beijing now."

"Jing City," Tang Cha Cha's voice was obviously excited again. "I'm in Jing City too. Do you have time to come to my office to try on the dress?"

Su Nanzhi: "Okay."

After Tang Cha Cha hung up the phone, she went crazy looking at the discarded design drawings and model photos scattered all over the table and floor. "What kind of models are you looking for? None of them are what I want. Find new ones!"

The assistant's eyebrows were about to fall out with worry. "Sister Tang, what kind of models do you want? This is the fifth batch of models you have rejected."

"Fifth batch!" the assistant repeated, emphasizing, "Sister Tang, we've found professional models, celebrities, and even ordinary people. I'm already thinking of finding you a man dressed as a woman. What kind do you want?"

Tang Cha Cha looked at her assistant who was also being tortured and fell silent.

"Yuanyuan, can you hold on for a few more days? I'll give you a raise."

Li Yuanyuan is a real little fat boy. He has been working with Tang Chacha since graduation and can be regarded as her junior brother. However, he certainly did not expect that the road of fashion design is not easy to walk, and even the assistant of a fashion designer is not easy.

"Sister Tang, have you seen my double chin?"

"I saw it, what's wrong?"

"It originally had three layers, but now there are only two left." Li Yuanyuan felt sorry for her lost flesh and accused the heartless woman with her eyes.

Tang Chacha: “…”

The little fat guy has indeed lost some weight recently.

(End of this chapter)