"Okay! I want to see! Please lead the way, Mr. Zhu." Qin Xiaoyu has no resistance to anything related to fashion.
"How about we make a deal? I'll call you Little Fish, and you don't need to call me Boss Zhu, that's too formal. Just call me Ninth. My surname is Zhu and my given name is Ninth."
"Your name is a bit hard to pronounce. How about I call you Ninth Brother?" Qin Xiaoyu had heard from Xiao Mengting that her martial uncle was well-maintained and looked only in his early twenties, but he was actually already thirty, making him two years older than Qin Xiaoyu.
"Ninth Brother, that's fine too."
Everyone sees Hong Kong differently. For someone like Ah Lei, Hong Kong is a comfortable place to relax.
But for Zhu Jiudi, a man from the mainland, this place is a place for exploration, where he can unearth many things that have been lost in the mainland.
As Qin Xiaoyu traveled to more places, she realized that the bustling areas of Hong Kong were only in the central area, and other places had not yet shed their original fishing village image.
Walking through the dilapidated alleys, Qin Xiaoyu felt as if she were walking through a tunnel of history.
Zhu Jiujiu took Qin Xiaoyu to Mong Kok and they visited several private shops. There, Qin Xiaoyu saw many things passed down from Master Xu, precious material heritages that have been slowly submerged by the river of history.
Qin Xiaoyu never dreamed that Zhu Jiujiu would take her to Tongluowan. Looking at the big sign of Langguang Clothing, she still couldn't quite believe it.
Fifteen years later, the movie "In the Mood for Love" became a hit across the country, and all twenty-odd cheongsams worn by Maggie Cheung were made by Master Liang from this shop.
Master Liang is only in his sixties now. He is agile and has good eyesight. When he saw Zhu Jiudi, he greeted him as "Boss Zhu". It was obvious that he was a regular customer.
"Can I have a cheongsam made here?" Qin Xiaoyu asked in a low voice, as if she were on a pilgrimage, a humble little disciple.
“Making a cheongsam with Master Liang requires three fittings, I’m afraid you can’t wait,” Zhu Jiujiu replied in Mandarin.
Master Liang's Mandarin isn't very good, and Qin Xiaoyu only speaks Mandarin and English, so communication is still a bit difficult.
"Why do we need to try on the clothes three times?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.
"First, you need to take measurements; second, you need to order a custom fit—try it on again before the clothes are finished; and only then is it truly complete," Zhu Jiujiu said patiently.
"This is true craftsmanship, I admire it."
Zhu Jiudi came to pick up the clothes he had ordered earlier. He preferred long gowns, made of light blue washed silk with white cuffs rolled up. Every gesture he made made him look like a refined gentleman.
"What should I do?" Qin Xiaoyu asked softly. The store seemed to have some ready-made clothes, but she wondered if there were any that she could wear.
"I thought you wanted a Western-style dress. I was even thinking of taking you to Central later. Would you like to wear a cheongsam to the banquet?" Zhu Jiu asked for her opinion.
"How could I let go of a chance to find a cheongsam that fits me perfectly? Now that I've come all this way, am I going to leave empty-handed?"
Fortunately, Master Liang has been in the industry for decades and, like Master Xu, has made many sample garments.
Qin Xiaoyu's advantage lies in her petite figure, which is common among women in coastal Guangdong—they're all petite and slender. Therefore, her size is perfect for Master Liang. If she had broad shoulders and a wide back like Zhou Yue and the others, she could only look on with envy.
Master Liang was very familiar with Zhu Jiudi. He went to the back and searched for a long time before taking out three cheongsams. One was a dark-colored one covered with tropical flowers, which was passionate and unrestrained. Another was a dark green one with diagonal stripes. The third was a silver satin fabric woven with silver threads. At first glance, it was simple and unadorned, but it shimmered under a little light.
Qin Xiaoyu tried on the first one, and without looking in the mirror, she could tell from Zhu Jiujiu's eyes that it was not suitable.
Although she is strong and resilient on the inside, she appears to be a delicate and frail woman, unable to carry off the aura of this cheongsam.
The second outfit made his skin look very fair, but it made him look a little older, so Zhu Jiujiu still shook his head.
"Miss Qin has such beautiful skin," Master Liang exclaimed. Women in Guangdong tend to have darker, yellowish skin, so Qin Xiaoyu's complexion is truly rare.
The third item seemed tailor-made for her, only slightly plain.
"Let's take this one and wrap it up," Zhu Jiujiu suggested to her.
After thanking Master Liang, she followed Zhu Jiujiu to several more shops and bought a pair of silver high heels to match, which brightened her look considerably. She also added a silver beaded handbag, and everything was complete.
“It’s almost noon. Lan Kwai Fong is just ahead. I have to go and see it since I’m in Hong Kong.” Zhu Jiujiu got out of the car.
"I don't drink alcohol at all," Qin Xiaoyu explained first.
"Then let's have bubble tea, girls all like it." Zhu Jiujiu didn't insist.
Zhu Jiujiu led Qin Xiaoyu into a bustling shop; Hong Kong has never lacked tourists. The prosperity of the 1980s was not to be underestimated.
"Thank you for taking care of me, Ninth Brother. I'll wire the money as soon as I get back." Qin Xiaoyu was never careless when it came to money, and she couldn't let this opportunity slip by.
"If you really want to pay it back, then you should. Are you going with your friends tonight, or should I send a car to pick you up?" Zhu Jiujiu didn't stand on ceremony, and in that respect, being with him was extremely comfortable.
"Send a car over, I don't know where he is..." Qin Xiaoyu had just finished speaking when she heard laughter behind her. A Lei was chatting happily with a woman and walked past Qin Xiaoyu without giving her a second glance.
"This young lady is quite important; she's the niece of the Governor of Hong Kong, a socialite." Zhu Jiujiu, whether intentionally or not, introduced Ah Lei's female companion to Qin Xiaoyu.
Qin Xiaoyu's heart sank to the bottom, and she lost all interest in anything. Even the sweet milk tea tasted bland.
Zhu Jiu didn't ask any more questions, assuming she was just tired, and sent her back to the hotel.
She kicked off her shoes as she entered the room, then pounced on the bed, punching and kicking as if she were about to explode. She couldn't show her displeasure in front of Zhu Jiudi, but now she could finally vent.
"Ah Lei! Who do you think you are!" Qin Xiaoyu roared at the air.
This Scorpio is incredibly jealous; Qin Xiaoyu was practically burned to death by his envy.
She rushed into A Lei's room, grabbed his suitcase, staggered to the door, and threw it out.
She slammed the door shut, only then feeling a little better.
But then I thought, wait a minute, this room was booked by A Lei.
She ran quickly to the door, where a waiter was carrying a suitcase and contacting the front desk.
Qin Xiaoyu stepped forward, snatched it, and the waiter cast an inquiring glance at her.
"Mine!" Qin Xiaoyu declared fiercely, causing the waiter to swallow her words, preventing her from proving it.
Okay, the room is his, she can leave now!
Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly packed her things, picked up her suitcase, strode out the door, and slammed it down.
Wait a minute, she didn't book a room and doesn't have any Hong Kong dollars. Is she going to have to sleep on the streets?
Also, the thought of Jing Tian watching her from the shadows sent a chill down her spine.
Tang Long and Little Fatty haven't been rescued yet...
"What are you looking at! Open the door!" Qin Xiaoyu roared at the waiter who was staring at her in disbelief.
The waiter had no choice but to come and open the door; women are truly unreasonable.
Qin Xiaoyu pounced on the bed again and started hitting it again, she was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.
At 3 PM, Qin Xiaoyu had already turned her jealousy into fighting spirit, ready to fight whenever she wanted.
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