"Where's Xiaoxin?" Qin Xiaoyu didn't see Xiao Si's wife.

"Here you are," Little Fourth Sister-in-law reached out from the second floor to beckon her. She really had gotten quite plump.

"Don't open the window, it's drafty!" Qi Si ran over in a fit of anger.

"That Si'er, no one can say anything to him, he's practically covered the baby up like crazy. He's already several months pregnant and still won't let us take the baby out, insisting it's windy outside," Zhou Xing's mother sighed.

"Brother-in-law, come quick, Xiaoyu's stomach hasn't been feeling well." A Lei was thinking about something important.

"Am I pregnant?" Zhou Yue asked excitedly.

"No way." Qin Xiaoyu frowned and calculated the days.

"You're under too much pressure. You need to rest," Deng Jianyan said seriously after taking her pulse.

“I can’t control her, you guys decide for yourselves,” A Lei said angrily.

"Mom, please arrange for Miaomiao to stay. I have something important to discuss with my sister."

Qin Xiaoyu didn't dare to argue and pulled Zhou Yue upstairs to discuss the design drawings.

"That's amazing! This fashion show is going to propel our factory to the top of the national stage." Zhou Yue was completely convinced after seeing the sample garments and drawings that Qin Xiaoyu brought back.

"Now it seems everything is ready. I've brought back another makeup artist to take care of the logistics for the model team."

"I heard from Hu Xing that her name is Song Miaomiao. I'll ask her to do my makeup too. I've never been pretty before," Zhou Yue laughed heartily.

“I’ve recruited more than just this one talent. There’s another one who studied marketing named Man Aihong, who is even more capable than Wenwen.”

"It's a waste to leave Wenwen in Northeast China. You should find a way to get her out of here."

The two chatted until midnight, and eventually Deng Jianyan had to urge them to leave.

"Little Fish, you took a plane and then a train, are you trying to kill yourself?"

Qin Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and obediently went back to her room.

A Lei, with one arm around Lai Fu and the other munching on a cake, sat on the sofa, staring intently at the door. Qin Xiaoyu knew trouble was brewing.

"Come on, all you little lovers, make way, I'm here." Qin Xiaoyu went over and grabbed a spot, squeezing in to sit next to A Lei.

"I'm going to have a formal talk with you today." A Lei said sternly. Qin Xiaoyu nodded frantically, making sure her attitude was good when admitting her mistake. As for whether she would change, well, that was up to fate.

"Don't give me that joking around. I'm telling you, from now on I'm responsible for your health. If I tell you to eat, you have to eat; if I tell you to sleep, you have to sleep. I'm going to save you before you die from exhaustion! I can't let all this effort to win you back go to waste and then lose you without taking good care of you."

"I know, it won't happen." Qin Xiaoyu hugged A Lei's neck and kissed him, hearing him let out a soft sigh.

"Don't try to fool me, I'm serious."

"I'm serious. I want to stay with you until we grow old, and then we'll go square dancing and watch handsome old men."

What is square dancing?

"Come on, I'll dance for you." Qin Xiaoyu was really going all out to make him happy, singing "Little Apple" while dancing.

"Alright, forget it. Your words have made me lose confidence in the future." As expected, A Lei had high standards, and his words didn't meet his expectations.

The next day, Qin Xiaoyu took Song Miaomiao to the model team.

Hu Xing and Da Ya had become quite familiar with her when they were in Guangzhou, and they cheered and rushed towards her as soon as she entered the door.

Qin Xiaoyu took the three of them next door, where they were having a makeup class.

The teacher had just finished applying sample makeup to a student, and the student's grotesque, fanged appearance was truly an eyesore.

"Classmates, this is Ms. Song, a senior makeup artist I just invited from Guangzhou. Please welcome her." Qin Xiaoyu first established her authority.

"Come on, students, take a look at the advanced makeup artist's techniques. Learn carefully, there will be a test tomorrow." The makeup teacher was a little unhappy. This outsider was clearly here to cause trouble.

"Come here, be the model, and let Teacher Song do your makeup." Qin Xiaoyu deliberately chose a classmate who wasn't particularly pretty.

This girl has a flat, round face, single eyelids, and a flat nose. There's nothing about her that's attractive.

Song Miaomiao was already experienced; ever since Qin Xiaoyu hired her, she had been studying makeup techniques. She was naturally talented, and with an extra bit of effort compared to others, it was no surprise that she achieved results.

A short while later, amidst the exclamations of her classmates, Song Miaomiao's presentation was completed.

Although the girl couldn't be described as stunningly beautiful, she had a classical charm in her eyes and brows, making her pleasing to the eye no matter how you looked at her.

"It's just about adding contouring to enhance the three-dimensionality of the face, nothing special." The makeup artist kept muttering to herself, afraid of losing her job.

Qin Xiaoyu heard this and couldn't ignore it.

"Teacher Cui, please sit down and let Teacher Song do your makeup."

The teacher dared not disobey Director Qin's orders and had no choice but to sit in the chair.

Song Miaomiao took a look and realized that Teacher Cui's main problem was her age. She also used cosmetics a lot, resulting in loose skin, prominent nasolabial folds, and even thick foundation couldn't cover her eye bags.

These are problems that makeup can't solve; plastic surgery is required. But since Qin Xiaoyu said she wanted to make the person look good, then it all comes down to skill.

Song Miaomiao first washed Teacher Cui's face, removing all her makeup. Washing the face of a woman wearing heavy makeup is probably the cruelest punishment; the instant aging is unbearable to look at.

The makeup session took quite a while, so long that even Teacher Cui got impatient. Judging from the students' expressions, everyone was excited, meaning Song Miaomiao's makeup was a great success.

When the mirror was held up in front of her, she almost cried out. She instantly forgot what the visiting monk had thought; the woman in the mirror looked at least ten years younger.

And so, Song Miaomiao established herself at the beauty school. Qin Xiaoyu selected a few talented students to train in, intending to train them quickly before moving on to Shanghai.

The sample garments that Qin Xiaoyu brought back were mainly made according to the body shapes of the girls in the modeling team.

Currently, apart from Hu Xing and Da Ya, the other members of the model team are not tall enough. Fortunately, Qin Xiaoyu is very strict about body proportions when selecting people, so the effect after wearing fashion is not bad.

Hu Xing wore a pale yellow seersucker dress with a ruffled collar, a simple matching thin belt at the waist, and almost transparent seersucker sleeves in the same color.

"Seersucker can be this beautiful!" Factory Director Xie could hardly believe his eyes. "Xiaoyu, what are you doing in Guangzhou? Performing magic tricks?"

Daya's skin is a bit yellowish, so she was dressed in a light green dress with small white flowers, a design by Xu Jingye.

The material was originally a bit sheer, so two layers of fabric were used to make the tube skirt. Several strips of fabric were sewn into the outer tube skirt. With a gentle pull, the girl's graceful body was highlighted, making her look both pure and sexy, and also exuding a casual vibe.

I wouldn't dare use it unless it was a big-budget project, because using it would just backfire.