Chu Xiaolan was very happy to see Xia Lan accept it.

"Look, I've fixed it exactly as you said!"

Chu Xiaolan presented the design drawings to Xia Lan as if they were a treasure, hoping she could take a look at them.

"very good!"

Xia Lan looked at the design and nodded in satisfaction.

“If you send it to another factory now, they will definitely be willing to buy your design.”

Xia Lan knew that Chu Xiaolan wanted to be a designer, and she already had the basic skills to become one.

The rest is up to her to continue designing and accumulating experience.

Anyone can design, but not every designer has the talent of Chu Xiaolan.

Just give her time to grow.

Hearing Xia Lan's words, Chu Xiaolan was very happy, but her happiness lasted only a few seconds before her smile froze, and then she visibly became disappointed and shook her head.

"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly so down?"

Xia Lan looked at Chu Xiaolan with a puzzled expression.

Chu Xiaolan's eyes were red.

"I can't do it."

Chu Xiaolan's eyes were filled with tears.

"I dare not do it in front of others."

Chu Xiaolan's biggest obstacle is her inability to breathe when she encounters strangers.

Not everyone is like Xia Lan and will give her a chance.

They would all walk away indifferently and go find someone else.

Even if they liked her designs, they were unwilling to give her a chance.

Because she couldn't even utter a complete sentence, they would lose patience and turn away.

Xia Lan was the first person willing to stop and wait for her to calm down, and also the first person willing to buy her designs.

Xia Lan would never know what this meant for Chu Xiaolan.

When everyone was pessimistic about her, Xia Lan's appearance was like a beacon of light.

She had already prepared to give up, listen to her parents, and accept their arrangements for her marriage.

"This is indeed a problem..."

Xia Lan knew that when her condition was serious, she almost couldn't breathe, but she was too embarrassed to ask her.

After all, this is her privacy.

But one thing is certain: her problems are significant.

Either you overcome it, or you hide from people for the rest of your life.

"I...I want to..."

Chu Xiaolan clutched her clothes and looked at Xia Lan.

What's your idea?

Xia Lan turned around and looked at Chu Xiaolan with curiosity.

"I... I may be a little shameless, but... I hope you can represent me!"

Chu Xiaolan said earnestly to Xia Lan.

"Um?"

Xia Lan didn't hear clearly at first and blinked.

Chu Xiaolan took a deep breath nervously.

"I need your help to negotiate with them..."

Chu Xiaolan looked at Xia Lan expectantly; the composure Xia Lan displayed when talking to Chen Hua's father was something she could never learn.

She wanted to become like Xia Lan, but that was impossible.

The best solution is to ask Xia Lan for help.

She will handle the communication for her.

Do you already have a goal?

Xia Lan didn't mind and agreed.

It's something that can be done with just a few words; I can help.

"If they had known it was me, they wouldn't have accepted it."

Xia Lan agreed, and Chu Xiaolan was very happy, but if those people knew it was her design, they would definitely refuse.

"You've already shown it to them?"

Xia Lan looked at Chu Xiaolan and asked.

Chu Xiaolan nodded with her head down.

"They all think my design is bad and want me to change it."

Those people all work on other people's designs. They like Chu Xiaolan's drawings, but the new styles are too risky.

The old models didn't sell as well, and they were also more expensive.

Chu Xiaolan is socially anxious, and when faced with these people's questions, she became even more nervous and couldn't answer a single one.

Xia Lan thought for a moment.

"Can you make all the clothes?"

"Sure, what do you want to do?"

Chu Xiaolan nodded. She had already made samples of these clothes, but they had been sitting in a corner untouched.

"I've altered them, and I'll wear them out."

Xia Lan smiled.

"The best clothes are the ones you wear."

Chu Xiaolan nodded.

After finishing making the clothes Xia Lan had chosen overnight, Chu Xiaolan fell asleep on the table.

Xia Lan changed into those jeans, paired with the bubble top she had just chosen, and tied her hair up in a high ponytail.

She was incredibly stylish.

Chu Xiaolan stared, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"These are clothes I made?"

Seeing Xia Lan's clothes, Chu Xiaolan suddenly felt no longer sleepy.

"It looks great! Wait! Something seems to be missing..."

"This is missing!"

A hand suddenly reached out, holding a pair of sunglasses.

"Wow! Corning sunglasses."

Chu Xiaolan's eyes lit up.

"Chen Hua, what brings you here?"

Chu Xiaolan looked at Chen Hua leaning against the door. Why did he come over?

"These are the clothes you made?"

Chen Hua looked at Xia Lan's clothes. Yesterday she was wearing a simple dress, which couldn't hide her delicate features, but she was definitely not as dazzling as she is today.

"Xiaolan made it."

Xia Lan turned around in front of Chen Hua.

"How about it?"

"You're even more beautiful than the celebrities on TV."

Chen Hua nodded affirmatively.

"I never expected that these clothes would be designed by you. I've been looking for designers everywhere, but it turns out that the best designer was already by my side."

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