It’s hanging at our door. We need to hire at least two employees this time.
"Squeak!" The car stopped at the door.
"Xiao Jiang!" The person who got out of the car was Chen Huilan and a woman of similar age.
"Aunt Chen?" Jiang Manyue hurried to greet her: "Why are you here?"
"Oh, of course I missed you!" She smiled and took her hand.
"I'm here with my sister to get custom-made clothes from you."
She pulled the woman next to her and began to introduce her: "This is the lover of Commander Qian of the North China Military Region."
"She's also my cousin, you can call her Aunt Wang."
"This time she came here to play with me and wanted to ask you to make a dress!"
Jiang Manyue knew very well that this was Chen Huilan trying to bring her business.
After all, her custom-made clothes are now well-known. Not only her family compound, but even other military regions know about them.
"Thank you for your hard work, aunts. Come with me to the store!"
He took the two of them directly to the second floor, which was decorated elegantly and uniquely.
Whenever a distinguished guest came, she would light incense first.
"Oh!" Chen Huilan sipped her coffee happily, "I always feel comfortable when I come to your place."
This was also Wang Chunshan's first time visiting such a place, so she couldn't help but feel very curious.
"I've heard from my sister before how high-end Xiao Jiang's clothing store is. It's really surprising to come here for the first time."
"I didn't expect that you could do so well at such a young age."
Aunt Wang said: "I have a birthday coming up soon, so I wanted to order a custom red suit."
Jiang Manyue listened to her request patiently: "Don't worry, I will definitely design it for you."
"I have some design albums here. Aunt Wang can take a look and see if there is anything you like."
As she spoke, she went to the counter, opened the drawer and prepared to take out the design book.
When she reached out, she didn't get anything, and she felt confused.
"Where is the album?" Jiang Manyue looked carefully at the drawer, only to find it was empty.
Her heart skipped a beat; her design album was gone.
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