Chapter 452 One word, absolute! (Updated 2)

Modern.

Sang Yian has been dressing up for the whole morning. Since he is going to attend the banquet and collect fat sheep to be plucked, he must dress up well and cannot be rude.

Since it is a welcome party before the opening of the jewelry exhibition, first of all, the major international and domestic jewelry brands will attend the banquet, followed by fashion media, and the invited wealthy ladies and socialites.

There are also jewelry designers who come here to look for opportunities. There

are also many people like Sang Yian, who are simply irrelevant people who come here to broaden their horizons and gain knowledge.

After all, the invitation letter to the banquet is not difficult to get, and anyone who puts a little thought in it can get it.

In addition to wealthy ladies and socialites, Sang Yian’s target is also major jewelry brands, and the gems in her hands can also be traded.

Sang Yian doesn't have any high-end dresses, but she doesn't think she needs them. Since she achieved silk freedom, her wardrobe is filled with all kinds of handmade cheongsams. Let

's put it this way, before the urban village was demolished, most of the income of the old tailor on the street was provided by Sang Yian.

The old tailor's craft is a family tradition. Since the Republic of China, he has been a famous craftsman in Shanghai, specializing in making suits and cheongsams for others.

As time goes by, the old tailor has drifted to Ancheng and lives alone in the urban village. Few people ask her to make clothes. The most common jobs she takes on weekdays are small jobs such as pulling the legs of pants, changing zippers, altering sleeves, and waistbands.

Fortunately, the cost of living in the urban village is not high. The old tailor also built a small vegetable garden in front of the store with hollow bricks. She is alone, so as long as she grows a little, it is enough for her to eat.

Later, Sang Yian always found her to make various cheongsams. Many young people who rented houses knew that the old tailor's craftsmanship was so good. In this way, more and more people came to the old tailor to make clothes, and her income also increased.

Now that she has received a sum of money from the demolition, the old tailor did not go far and rented a room nearby. Usually, she did the same small jobs as before, such as tying pants, and making cheongsams for Sang Yian.

The old tailor has a solid foundation and can make all kinds of styles and designs.

Pure, charming, seductive, sexy, intellectual, gentle, elegant, etc., there is nothing she can't do.

It can only be said that the ancestral craftsmanship is not just a few brushes, but a real monk sweeping the floor!

In Sang Yian's view, the cheongsam made by the old tailor stitch by stitch is no longer a piece of clothing, but a work of art!

She thinks that the cheongsams in her closet are no worse than those high-end international brands.

Sang Yian chose a knee-length cheongsam with ink style. Her long misty hair was tied behind her head with a mutton-fat jade hairpin.

The makeup was very light, which was very consistent with the ink-colored cheongsam on her body.

Even so, when Jiang Huaijing came to pick him up, he was stunned for a long time.

It's not that he hasn't seen Sang Yian dressed up before, but she doesn't dress up often and basically goes without makeup at home.

So, every time he sees her dressed up, he is amazed.

How can someone be simple and complex, elegant and smart?

It seems that such contradictory qualities are very well balanced in her.

"It seems that my hard work this morning has not been in vain. I shouldn't be too rude to go to the banquet in this outfit." Sang Yian was a little proud. It seems that her makeup skills are still there.

Jiang Huaijing raised his lips, smiling gently, his deep eyes full of fondness, "Very beautiful."

He opened the co-pilot's door very gentlemanly, "Our boss Sang is here in person, the organizer of the banquet should feel honored."

"It's over, it's over, we need to keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Sang Yian cooperated with the joke.

The two smiled at each other and went to the hotel where the banquet was held.

On the way, Jiang Huaijing asked in confusion, "If you had told me in advance that it would take a whole morning to prepare for the banquet, I would have contacted the styling team for you and saved you the trouble."

Sang Yian didn't care about this. "Actually, I didn't plan to make it so complicated at the beginning. I was just going to wear a cheongsam."

Jiang Huaijing turned his head and looked at her, asking a soul-searching question, "Aren't you now?"

Sang Yian: "..."

She took a deep breath and moved her upper body directly over. She pointed at her face, "Open your eyes and take a good look. I'm wearing makeup! I'm wearing makeup! It took me two hours to put it on!"

She looked like a cat with its tail stepped on, which was a bit cute.

Jiang Huaijing couldn't help laughing, "Did you put on makeup? I really can't tell. Isn't it the same as usual? It's so light that you can't tell at all."

Sang Yian sat back and said with emotion, "My makeup skills must be getting better and better!"

Jiang Huaijing nodded, "Yeah, superb."

Sang Yian was satisfied.

Then she heard Jiang Huaijing say, "It looks cool at first glance."

Sang Yian was surprised. How did this man know what she was thinking?

It was really strange.

She didn't know what was going on, but she always felt that if the makeup was thicker and a little more complicated, she would feel hotter.

It might be a psychological problem, so she basically spent the past two hours on how to make her makeup lighter.

Otherwise, it would be a bit too rude to attend a banquet without makeup.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Jiang Huaijing asked puzzledly.

Sang Yian gave him a thumbs up, "You are worthy of being the Fourth Master, you are so smart."

Jiang Huaijing gladly accepted the compliment, "Just an ordinary smart guy, not as good as our boss Sang."

Sang Yian became interested and asked quickly, "Come on, tell me, what's wrong? How come I don't know?"

Jiang Huaijing said seriously, "I heard that you have recruited all the teachers, professors, and all the senior students of the School of Architecture of Ancheng University and brought them directly to your construction site?"

"So this is what you are talking about!" Sang Yian leaned against the car seat, turning the blood jade imperial concubine bracelet on his wrist.

"I am always very helpful. It's so hot, and these students have to find internships. The internship lasts for half a year. The key is that many people can only do odd jobs and can't learn any real skills. Isn't this a waste of their time?"

Sang Yian said with emotion, "Twenty-something years old is such a good time. I can't bear to let them waste their time on things that don't bring any benefits."

"Here I can let them show their talents, give them internship certificates, and pay them."

Finally, Sang Yian couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, there are really not many capitalists with a conscience like me now!"