The simple glance at the clothes did not make Zhao Mei unhappy. Instead, after entering the store and seeing a room full of excellently designed clothes, she realized that being called tasteful was even an honor.
In the small clothing store, there are many clothes hangers placed in a messy manner, as well as many mannequins with sewing needles stuck on them.
Although there are many things and it is not spacious, it does not make people feel dirty. Combined with the soft wooden decoration of the store, it has a warm feeling.
Zhao Mei picked up a dress hanging on the display rack. The neat tailoring and excellent design gave this solid-color dress a different feeling, exquisite and elegant, yet with a hint of casualness.
Xu Yan, who was standing by, came over with two belts. "Little sister, based on your opinion, which of these two belts do you think is better?"
Zhao Mei looked at the belts in her hands. One was a thin black belt and the other was a wide brown belt. She picked up the brown belt and tied it around her skirt.
"This skirt is so light, a thin belt won't hold it down. A thicker belt is better."
Xu Yan nodded in approval: "You are very talented, little sister." After that, she took the skirt from Zhao Mei's hand and said, "What kind of clothes do you need? Don't you see anything you like?"
Zhao Mei signaled to Qiu Jiahe with her eyes, and Qiu Jiahe quickly said, "I like them all, but, at least here, I don't see what I need."
Xu Yan raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "What do you mean?"
Qiu Jiahe put down the shirt in his hand and said, "I'm from the Capital University Drama Club. We have a play coming up soon, and I need clothes that suit my role."
"The character I play is a transgender person, with a female body and a male heart, and I wanted clothes that had a female silhouette but some male design."
After hearing the request, Xu Yan held her chin and nodded: "If that's the case, it's indeed not easy to find, but I can design it for you now."
"Now...now?" Qiu Jiahe was stunned after hearing this.
"Yes, now, but how long will it take for your performance? If you don't need it to be worn long-term, I can make it in about a week." Xu Yan was already rummaging through his sketchbook.
"Probably... about three or four weeks."
"That's no problem. If you don't consider durability, it's not difficult to make. There are many fabrics to choose from. Come over here and I'll take your measurements."
Qiu Jiahe turned her head to look at Zhao Mei, and when she saw Zhao Mei nodded to her, she walked in front of Xu Yan.
"Wow, you have a great figure, little sister. I really like people like you. You will look great in clothes."
Qiu Jiahe smiled shyly after hearing the compliment: "No, no, I don't have a better figure than you, sister."
Soon, after taking the measurements, Xu Yan put away the tape measure and sat down with a pencil and sketchbook. "You should find a place to sit down for a while. I'll think about how to design it."
After hearing this, Zhao Mei pulled Qiu Jiahe and sat down on a random chair. Qiu Jiahe couldn't help but ask curiously, "Meili, do you think it's really okay? Just for a little while? We've walked around most of the street and haven't seen anything suitable."
"Don't worry, Jiahe. I've taken a look at the works in her shop, and they're basically at the level of a fashion show. At least among the shops we've visited, none can compare to hers."
"If she's at this level, why is she still here? That doesn't seem right, does it?"
Zhao Mei was also very curious about Qiu Jiahe's question, but her perspective was different. Knowing that Xu Yan's system score was very high, she was wondering if she could trigger some strange task again.
Curious, Zhao Mei opened her phone and searched for Xu Yan's name. There was no special introduction in the search engine's encyclopedia, but a piece of news from five years ago below the encyclopedia caught her attention.
"A plagiarism scandal broke out among new designers at the Chinese Fashion Week?" Zhao Mei frowned and clicked on it. Sure enough, the new designer who plagiarized in the news was Xu Yan.
The news content is roughly that Xu Yan, a well-known new designer in the fashion industry, founded a brand called Yanyun. However, at the brand's debut at the Haicheng Fashion Week, it was revealed that it had plagiarized the new product designs of the famous clothing company Alice. As a result, Xu Yan was sued, the design studio was disbanded, and she disappeared.
Now that Xu Yan appeared here, Zhao Mei knew that since the system's scoring could not be wrong, there must be other hidden stories behind this matter.
[Ding—Congratulations to the host for triggering a special mission to investigate Xu Yan's plagiarism. Mission Reward: 20 million Chinese Yuan + 30% of Hongyan Clothing Manufacturing Company shares.]
As expected, the system's task release confirmed Zhao Mei's thoughts: "Shares again? Why does this Hongyan clothing sound so familiar, Xiaolan?"
Hongyan Clothing is a long-established clothing manufacturing company in the host's country. Their technology and equipment have always been cutting-edge, but due to unsuccessful transformation efforts in recent years, their own brand has weakened, and they've mostly been limited to OEM production.
Zhao Mei raised an eyebrow. Isn't this a perfect opportunity? If she could snatch this renowned designer away beforehand, set up a clothing studio, and then integrate it with Hongyan's brand line...
Thinking of this, Zhao Mei stood up and walked towards Xu Yan who was immersed in the drawing. She did not disturb her, but just looked at the sketch she drew.
In a short period of time, she had come up with countless versions of ideas, but the cross above showed that she was not satisfied with any of them.
The one she was drawing at the moment was an ordinary dress, but it was different from ordinary designs. The unique design made it reveal her stubbornness in not wanting to bow to any gender identity.
After finishing the drawing, Xu Yan nodded slightly, and Zhao Mei knew that this version should have passed.
The next second, Xu Yan called Qiu Jiahe: "Little sister sitting over there, come and take a look."
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