Because she still needed to sign a land transfer agreement, Sun Lifang didn't linger and left after submitting the design draft.

The remaining workflow is handed over to a professional team. A month before the exhibition, the team in Milan breaks down the tasks, prepares handmade haute couture, sends out invitations, and conducts secondary confirmations of details such as model auditions and venue rehearsals.

"Sister, wait a minute~"

Sun Lifang asked the driver to stop the car, and Alice got off the women's scooter behind her.

"Sister, this is a cheongsam that Sister Milan asked me to give you. She just went to get the clothes. Why are you in such a hurry?" Alice was not very old, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and her innocent big eyes blinked as she looked at Sun Lifang.

Despite her young age, she was exceptionally talented and earned her degree. Milan praised her as a genius girl.

Alice's family is in the logistics and warehousing industry, with their business mainly focused on domestic and international air cargo shipping, so she has no shortage of novel gadgets.

At the main gate, Sun Lifang explained the reason.

"Buying land? To build a skyscraper?" Alice asked curiously.

In her memory, the land that her family had acquired was always used to build logistics and warehousing buildings. Otherwise, why would they buy land instead of buying existing houses?

"Just buy some land to grow vegetables and provide a place for the elderly to live in in their old age," Sun Lifang summarized simply, but that couldn't stop the girl's curiosity.

"Growing vegetables?"

Buying land in a place like Haicheng to grow vegetables?

Alice's heart pounded as she frantically observed Sun Lifang's expression as she spoke.

She had heard that many international design masters and professors, after retiring, preferred the idyllic life of ordinary people growing vegetables. Could it be that I really ran into one today?

Thinking of this, her hands trembled even more violently, her nerves stretched to the limit, filled with both excitement and fear.

She was originally going to continue her studies abroad this year, but her mother fell ill. There is a Chinese saying, "While parents are alive, one should not travel far." On the one hand, she wanted to comfort her mother's longing for her, and on the other hand, it was too difficult to find a supervisor abroad.

Good mentors need recommenders, and a mentor's guidance can take three or four years. Excellent mentors are already scarce, let alone whether they can wait three or four years.

An excellent teacher often wears many hats and doesn't necessarily have to be at a school.

Sun Lifang could only feel the girl's gaze growing increasingly intense.

"I really have something to do, I'm quite busy, sorry."

Sun Lifang glanced at her watch; she couldn't be late this time.

"Okay, then let's talk as we walk, teacher." As expected, he was a very busy person, Alice became more and more certain of her guess.

"Then let's go quickly."

Sun Lifang didn't notice the change in address; anyway, it wasn't far from the gate, so she figured she could just walk over.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe Sun Lifang as eager to return home; what's frightening is that the young girl is still nagging in her ear.

Alice tried to build a rapport with this seemingly anonymous design guru, enthusiastically suggesting, "Where are you headed? Shall I have my driver pick you up?"

Sun Lifang's lips twitched. "No need to be polite, that place isn't really suitable for you."

There wasn't even a cement floor; it was all mud.

"Not suitable?" Alice seized on the key word and quickly said, "I can do it, even though I'm young."

People abroad often discriminate against her because she is of mixed Asian and ancestry, and the excuses they give are all high-sounding, but in reality they just look down on her age and race.

Alice was fed up with this discrimination!

"Excuse me." Sun Lifang paused at the gate, her patience completely gone. Why was this little girl so strange?

What's so interesting about a dilapidated house?

They're not that close yet, are they?

"Look, she's coming out!" Chen Yan, with her sharp eyes, spotted Sun Lifang first outside the gate.

"So fast?"

Liu Xiuwen was puzzled, and just then she saw Sun Lifang talking to a black-haired girl. Then the girl took something out of the car and handed it to Sun Lifang.

"Is this a convenient time for you?" Alice handed over a heavy box, its edges still slightly warm. "These are freshly baked pastries. Would you mind giving me your address? I'll have someone deliver them to you."

This is Alice's little scheme: to get the big shot's address by sending him a gift.

She can visit him another day.

The girl's intentions were too obvious, and Sun Lifang saw through them at a glance. Helplessly, she said, "I'm planning to buy a house and move to a new place. I'll invite everyone over after it's all set up. It's not convenient right now."

Having received the big boss's promise, Alice decided to stop while she was ahead. "Okay, I'll call a car for you. I've put your things in the back."

Outside Zhongshan Residence, Liu Xiuwen only saw a black-haired woman in work clothes crouching down, moving two boxes from one car to another.

Liu Xiuwen noticed a wooden pastry box.

"What is that? A high-end custom gift box from Zhongshanju? My God, how could this be?" Liu Xiuwen exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention.

The other box, a light plastic-sealed gift box specifically for haute couture, was handed directly to Sun Lifang by Alice.

This scene was frozen in everyone's sight.

The woman in work clothes chatted leisurely and comfortably with Sun Lifang by the car, making it seem like a normal buying and selling transaction.

This scene, however, caused a great uproar among Liu Xiuwen and the people in the shops near Zhongshanju.

"How did the custom-made dress from Zhongshanju end up in her hands?"

"Why give her such expensive clothes? Employees of Zhongshanju can't afford them. That's strange."

"She was probably sent to deliver goods, right? Maybe she was just running errands for them."

"Have you forgotten Zhongshanju's rules? The exhibition is next month, and we don't accept high-end custom orders during the three-month exhibition period. Zhongshanju has always focused on high-end custom orders. In other words, the clothes can only be exhibition styles."

How did the exhibition funds end up leaking out?

The area outside the shop was in an uproar. Exclusive designs at the exhibition could involve copyright disputes, so ensuring uniqueness was paramount, especially considering the staggering price of a custom-made dress. Ultimately, there was no way any employee could take a custom-made dress home!

But what's strange is... why did the staff at Zhongshanju move her to the car?

"Miss, this is their internal matter, it's none of our business."

“That’s right. The staff of Zhongshanju delivered it personally, and handed it over openly at the main entrance. It shouldn’t be what we thought.”

"Hey? Why are you staring at Zhongshan Residence? What's your purpose in staying here?"

The discussion among shopkeepers suddenly shifted. Since the area around Zhongshanju was a diplomatic consulate, the concept of guarding against spies and detectives had long been ingrained in people's minds. This time, some people immediately jumped out to suspect Liu Xiuwen.

"No, no, this is my business card, you can check it." Liu Xiuwen was flustered, but she still had to smile as she handed over the business card from her bag. "That's someone I know, I just happened to see it here."

acquaintance?

Some people looked Liu Xiuwen over suspiciously.

“Yes, this is her mother-in-law.” Liu Xiuwen pushed Chen Yan forward.

Chen Yan's mind was in turmoil. A barrage of information rushed in and suddenly pushed her back, leaving her only able to stare blankly back at the past.

No way?

Could it be that daughter-in-law Sun Lifang really has a hidden plan?