Old Master Wang's eyes lit up. He took the Tang suit from Zhang Yaoyao's hand, gestured up and down, and kept praising it.
"Not bad! This Tang suit is quite special!"
Zhang Yaoyao took the opportunity to introduce herself to Mr. Wang.
"Mr. Wang, this fabric comes in three colors. In addition to this dark blue, there's also a navy blue and a dark white. They're very suitable for someone your age."
As she spoke, Zhang Yaoyao pulled her clothes and continued along the hem.
"Look at the waist design. It uses the latest popular waist-hugging style, which is different from the traditional Tang suit design. It makes the wearer feel lighter and more blessed..."
Zhang Yaoyao and Mr. Wang each pulled the other end of the Tang suit, talking about everything from the waist to the neckline, and then from the neckline to the cuffs, and finally even the dark patterns on the clothes.
Lu Sinian on the side was drinking the milk tea in his hand slowly, silently watching Zhang Yaoyao from the corner of his eye. Zhang Yaoyao, who was acting as a tour guide at the moment, exuded a confident glow, elegant and decent, giving people a sense of qualitative transformation.
His mother was right about something. Zhang Yaoyao had really changed, to the point where even she didn't recognize her.
He never knew that besides yelling that she wanted to marry him, Zhang Yaoyao could also hold a Tang suit and talk for more than ten minutes without repeating herself, and every sentence she said could perfectly introduce the advantages of the clothes and arouse the customers' desire to buy.
Wang Meiwei, who was standing by, was dumbfounded. She had never seen a clothes seller describe a piece of clothing as a peerless jewel, so beautiful that if you didn't buy it, you would make others regret it.
Even she, an audience member, wanted to make a decision on the spot and order ten or eight sets.
Of course, it was not only Wang Meiwei who had this idea. Even Mr. Wang, a veteran in the shopping mall, was quickly impressed by Zhang Yaoyao's sales eloquence and immediately made the decision.
"In that case, this suit is most suitable for an old man like me. Zhang Yaoyao, I'll make two sets of this suit for you, one in navy blue and one in dark white!"
Zhang Yaoyao, who was always eloquent in her chassis, smiled even brighter than before when she heard this, and said happily.
"Alright, Mr. Wang, please come this way. I'll measure your height and weight, and then make you a one-of-a-kind, custom-made Tang suit in City A!"
Lu Sinian: “…”
It's obviously just a small shop that specializes in tailoring clothes, but why did he get a high-end and classy feeling from Zhang Yaoyao's words?
This woman is so boastful! Why doesn't she go to heaven?
Zhang Yaoyao had no idea what Lu Sinian was thinking. She had already happily measured Mr. Wang's height and weight and collected the deposit.
After agreeing on a time to pick up the clothes, Zhang Yaoyao packed a cup of milk tea for each of Mr. Wang and the other two as she had said before. Just as she was about to send them out, Mr. Wang pulled his daughter, who was still lost in thought, and said.
"Meiwei, didn't you say before that you wanted to go to this shop to look at some clothes? Now that you're here, don't you want to look at some?"
Things between women are always petty. Business is business, and personal relationships are personal relationships. As long as the clothes are made well enough, no matter how unbearable what Zhang Yaoyao did to Lu Sinian before, it is all in the past. As long as the products are good, why bother about the past?
Zhang Yaoyao shared the same idea as Grandpa Wang. No matter how terrible things the original owner had done to Lu Sinian's family in the past, that was all in the past. Since they came to the door, they were customers. She looked at Wang Meiwei with a smile on her face.
"Auntie, since you've heard about our clothes, and since you're here, why not take a look at one? How about this? Our new cheongsams are great. Would you like to have one made for us?"
Having said that, Zhang Yaoyao stood up and took out a cheongsam from the rows of clothing racks.
The upper body design of this cheongsam is still the buttoned design on the right side, but the hem adopts the design style of a wavy pleated skirt, making the whole cheongsam look more elegant and dignified.
As soon as the cheongsam was taken out, Wang Meiwei's eyes were immediately attracted to it. This cheongsam was very much to her liking in terms of both style and texture. What's more, her girlfriends had praised Zhang Yaoyao's shop before, saying that the clothes were not only novel in style but also of excellent quality. The shop also promised three guarantees, which means that if the clothes are worn out within three months, they will be replaced; if the clothes are worn out within one year, they will be completely repaired; and if the clothes are worn out within three years, they will be repaired free of charge.
After all, Mr. Wang on the side knew his daughter well, so he pushed Wang Meiwei's arm and said.
"This cheongsam is very nice, why don't you try it on?"
Lu Sinian, who was standing by, also noticed the uniqueness of this cheongsam and the love in Wang Meiwei's eyes, and echoed her.
"Yes, Mom, since you're here and you think this cheongsam is nice, why not try it on!"
After being persuaded by two men, one big and one small, Wang Meiwei's mood was completely shaken, but she still showed a reluctant expression on her face.
"Okay, I'll try it then!"
Although Zhang Yaoyao saw through Wang Meiwei's little thoughts, she still smiled and led Wang Meiwei to the simple fitting room, and pulled up the cloth covering the simple fitting room again.
Women often do things that are contrary to their words and thoughts. It's okay if she doesn't admit that she appreciates her clothes, but she just needs to admit it in her heart. The most important thing is that she can take out some money and give it to her later.
When the curtain covering the fitting room was pulled up, a small simple fitting room was formed. Looking at such a simple fitting room, Wang Meiwei opened her mouth in surprise.
Old Master Wang and Lu Sinian on the side had already turned their heads away tactfully. Even though Zhang Yaoyao's shop was so small, it was already filled with all kinds of clothes and leather goods. Two sewing machines were placed in the remaining corners, one for making clothes for Sister Yan, and the other should be Zhang Yaoyao's. How could there be a fitting room? It was already good enough to be able to cover it with a piece of cloth for people to change clothes.
Of course, although she complained that Zhang Yaoyao's outfit was too simple, Wang Meiwei still tried the cheongsam in the fitting room. She walked into the fitting room to see how the cheongsam would look on her body. She was almost stunned by her own beauty.
The traditional buttoned top and the wavy pleated skirt made her look several years younger, and even her breasts looked firmer than before. Wang Meiwei couldn't help but admire in her heart.
"I didn't expect this cheongsam to look so young when worn on the body!"
Mr. Wang and Lu Sinian beside them also noticed the uniqueness of the skirt after they put it on, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes at the same time.
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