Chapter 649: Your supplier must have bad intentions towards you (1 update)

Sang Yian looked at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Are you serious? Why are my fans so rebellious?"

"Maybe it's because of the fan Xiaozhu." Zhou Yu'an came over without knowing when.

His unique accent immediately attracted everyone's attention. He was still wearing the familiar Tang suit, and his long hair was tied back with a silver headband. His face had some color, not as pale as before, and he lost a sense of delicate brokenness, but he was still a noble young master.

When such a person appears, he is the focus of everyone.

Zhou Yu'an walked slowly towards Sang Yi'an and said with a smile, "You are a rebellious person and you don't play by the rules, so naturally you attract fans who are like that."

Sang Yi'an refused to admit it, "Don't talk nonsense, when did I become a rebellious person? I just love freedom."

Sang Yi'an didn't want to continue this topic, she really didn't have the upper hand on this topic.

She finished the topic in a few words, without looking at the barrage, and went straight to the main topic.

Zhou Yu'an followed slowly. He had been recuperating in Huasheng recently, and it was very effective. He was more energetic than usual.

With this energy, his attention shifted to work.

With this effort, President Zhou directly pushed Jinse, a high-end Chinese style brand, to the international stage, and even had a fashion show in the fashion capital of Paris.

For this fashion show, Zhou Yu'an really put all the strength of the company into preparation.

First of all, the raw materials must be carefully selected.

So, Zhou Yu'an strolled over.

Sang Yi'an has a lot of ancient costumes here. Every time the little prince comes, he will bring a lot of clothes.

Some are specially brought to her, and they are all sewn by the embroiderers in the palace. Sang Yi'an naturally will not sell these ancient costumes to the outside world.

They cannot be sold, and she has few opportunities to wear them, so she can only put them away.

Some of them are palace costumes of Daliang, and some are daily clothes. For each set, the little prince specially asked someone to make accessories, and they are all very attentive.

Well, since this time we have to satisfy this group of rebellious fans, we might as well let these beautiful ancient costumes show off.

Just as Sang Yian imagined, when the first princess dress appeared in the live broadcast room, no one denounced Boss Sang's ruthlessness anymore.

Everyone was attracted by this gorgeous palace dress, with light-colored patterns embroidered on the hem, shining charmingly under the light.

When the palace dress is worn on a fake model, it makes people feel that the fake model is wearing a flourish of flowers!

Although separated by a screen, everyone seems to smell the fragrance of flowers.

This is really strange.

This is simply an unprecedented feeling.

The bullet screen in the live broadcast room is almost going crazy, especially those in the Hanfu circle, each of them can't wait to write a short essay to praise this palace dress.

Even crazier than them are Zhao Hezi's students.

What amazed them was the embroidery on the palace dresses. It is said that if you love a job, you will love it. If you can hold the embroidery needle day after day for ten years, sitting there quietly, embroidering stitch by stitch, if it is not for love, no one would be able to persist.

These pure craftsmen will naturally be interested in seeing more exquisite embroidery skills.

One question after another was thrown to Sang Yian, and Sang Yian was confused.

The most asked question was which embroidery master's work this was. Looking at these eager eyes, Sang Yian wanted to say, how would she know which master's work this was.

But since it is a palace dress, it should be the embroidery maid in the palace.

Of course, this cannot be said.

Sang Yian can only muddle through. If someone asks again, she will directly throw the question to the supplier.

He showed his ignorance to the fullest.

However, five sets of Hanfu were perfunctorily answered with the same answer. It was hard to fool Zhao Hezi, her students, and the audience in the live broadcast room.

However, the first one who couldn't help it was Zhou Yu'an, who was not in the camera.

He was looking for suitable fabrics. Hearing Sang Yi'an mention the supplier again, he couldn't help asking, "Don't tell me that these Hanfu were given by your supplier."

Sang Yi'an turned his head in confusion, "No?"

Zhou Yu'an smiled, "Is your supplier a man or a woman, how old is he, how much is he worth, such expensive things, he gave you so many, such expensive clothes without blinking an eye, does he have any intentions towards you?"

Sang Yi'an: "???"

What intentions could her little brother have towards her?

These are all the little prince's intentions, okay!

"We are in a serious cooperative relationship, don't try to sow discord here, look at your material!"

Zhou Yu'an said seriously, "I didn't say you are not in a serious cooperative relationship, why are you reacting so strongly?"

Sang Yian rolled his eyes at him, "You seriously delayed the progress of my live broadcast!"

"Change the topic?"

Zhou Yu'an walked over with a chuckle and walked directly into the range of the live camera.

Sang Yian's fist hardened, and then, in front of everyone in the live broadcast room, he picked up a handkerchief and threw it towards Zhou Yu'an's mouth.

It just happened to seal Zhou Yu'an's chattering mouth.

Zhou Yu'an blinked, he was attacked before he could react.

The fans in the live broadcast room were also shocked by this sudden incident.

They saw it clearly just now. It was just a light handkerchief. According to common sense, it could not be thrown that far. Everyone thought that Sang Yian was angry because of shame. He wanted to hit someone with a handkerchief?

This handkerchief would not even touch the opponent and would fall down halfway.

If you want to hit someone, you have to throw something heavier so that it will have lethality.

However, the next scene made them all stare with shock. Just such a light handkerchief went straight to Zhou Yu'an's mouth, blocking him so tightly that he could not say a word.

[What the hell! What did I just see? Did the earth's gravity lose its effect here? ]

[Is this really a handkerchief? It's so light! This thing can be thrown so far, am I really not seeing things? ]

[I just tried it, I took out a tissue and threw it directly, haha, not to mention throwing it far, this tissue has already landed on the back of my foot. ]

[So, Boss Sang, have you practiced it? ]

[I definitely practiced it. Last time Ai Ai was cut by the dagger, Boss Sang rushed in like a gust of wind. I slowed him down at least 10 times. This explosive power, this speed, no, this is no longer speed, it is simply floating past! ]

[Oh, I know what you mean. Boss Sang is definitely a talented person who has been missed by the national team. He can definitely practice the 100-meter race! 】

【No, no, no, you are all wrong. Why practice the 100-meter race? Boss Sang's speed is already inhuman, okay? This should be the legendary Qinggong, right? 】