Jiang Zhao shut his mouth obediently.
**
"Jiang Li."
Wen Yu and his roommate were passing by somewhere in the school when they heard him mutter.
Looking up, I saw a handsome man in the distance, talking to Jiang Li.
His heart skipped a beat.
Of course, even so he didn't go up to disturb her.
"Your measurements haven't changed, right?" Rong Qingluo looked at her with gentle eyes.
Jiang Li shook his head. "Thank you for the trip."
This person is the eldest grandson of the aunt of the Rong family. The reason why he has the surname Rong is because he took his grandmother's surname and will take over the Rong family embroidery workshop in the future.
His tailoring skills were completely inherited from the aunt of the Rong family.
"These are two sets of autumn clothes that grandma made. She asked me to bring them along on my way to South City for some work."
Rong Qingluo handed the box to her and said, "If your measurements change, please inform me immediately so I can make adjustments in advance."
Jiang Li thanked him and took it, "Do you have to do it?"
Rong Qingluo was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Is the craftsmanship of the Rong family embroidery workshop not satisfactory to you?"
"That's not the case." Jiang Li said, "I think the workmanship is very fine. It's obviously handmade. Don't waste your time."
Hearing this, Rong Qingluo smiled and said, "Don't worry, Patriarch Jiang. The Jiang family has paid for it. Every year, there is a fixed amount for the Patriarch's clothing expenses. The Rong family won't do anything more than that, even though the two families are old friends."
Not everyone can do the Rong family's business.
Among the three great ancient martial arts families, the Jiang family is the only exception.
His grandmother made men's clothing for Grandpa Jiang for her entire life.
Now, it was his turn to make women's clothes for the head of the Jiang family for the rest of his life.
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