The Super Rich: Start by Being a White, Rich and Beautiful Woman

The voice was a bit magnetic.

Very crisp, gentle and elegant.

If nothing else, the word"girl" at least touched my heart.

Turning around, she was wearing a white robe and a wide-sleeved folding fan. She was whiter than the little fat man and more handsome than Ye Chen.

If it weren't for the fancy beach pants and a pair of pink flip-flops that affected the style of the picture, at least Su Moyuan felt that the other party was worthy of the word"cream boy".

""Manager!"

The clerk was very attentive. Seeing the boss coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

With a slight smile, he was calm and peaceful.

"Well, I want to make a cheongsam."Su Moyuan nodded gently.

Although it has a beautiful face and a voice.

I have seen and heard it, but it is just so-so.

The main style of painting is too inconsistent.

"The girl has a good eye and immediately picked out the best fabric we sell here."

The man chuckled, touched the fabric on the table with his hand, and said to the clerk:"Xiaoya, take this girl to measure the size."

"I personally made the cheongsam for this girl today."

It's awkward to say that even though I was born in modern times, I have to use such half-ancient words.

The measurements needed to make a cheongsam are completely different from the approximate measurements of ordinary clothes.

After all, cheongsams are close-fitting, and the tightness alone requires some accurate data. If there are too many wrong data, after wearing it, even if the figure is good, it will look like a sack.

The bust has increased, but the hips have not changed.

Only you know the scenery inside the hot pants.

When measuring the hips, if I didn't hold the belt tightly, I was really afraid that Xiaoya would slip and pull her hot pants off.

"Miss Su, your skin is so smooth, it's so enviable!"

"How do you maintain it? Can you teach me?"

Xiao Ya, who was recording data, couldn't help but admire Su Moyuan as she slowly dressed.

Although I don't know what Xiao Ya was thinking, I guess she was careless and didn't notice that the skin color and texture of her upper and lower body were not right.

"It's natural, I don't take care of it."

Just one sentence, Xiaoya, who was full of expectations, suddenly became depressed.

"Well, Miss Su, you are so lucky to meet our store manager coming back. Our store manager rarely makes clothes for others."

Hearing Xiaoya say this, Su Moyuan put on her denim jacket and asked curiously:"Is your store manager good at craftsmanship?"

"of course!"

"Our store manager’s family has been making these for generations, and the craft has been passed down for hundreds of years!"

"Moreover, the cheongsam made by our store manager two years ago was even featured in a magazine during Fashion Week!"

Speaking of the store manager, Xiaoya's face flushed with longing:"The most important thing is that our store manager is not only talented, but also very gentle!"

"He has good looks, a good voice, is talented, gentle and considerate, and speaks in a gentlemanly manner.……"

Xiaoya held her face in her hands:"Where is my perfect boyfriend!"

Su Moyuan:"……"

Su Moyuan was rather confused about Xiaoya's point.

Although she had to admit that Xiaoya was half right, Su Moyuan at least did not agree with the feeling of the elegant young man.

After all... whose young man wears flip-flops?

After leaving the fitting room, she looked at the store manager who was sitting in front of the tea table, with his legs crossed, fanning himself with a folding fan in one hand and sipping tea with the other.

The corners of Su Moyuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Suddenly, she felt that this guy's upper and lower body were the same as hers.

There was a strong sense of incongruity.

The tailor looked like a young man, and it was rare for a young man to wear flip-flops.

She took off her sunglasses and mask and stated her requirements.

"We need to take photos on a black boat, and we need to wear black stockings... Of course, there is no problem."

Su Moyuan nodded:"Expedite it, we need it within two days, no matter how much money you pay."

"The girl is so beautiful, it is my honor to have you come to our store, how can I ask for money from her?"

The store manager smiled faintly, playing with two walnuts that he had found from nowhere.

"Free of charge?"

"Of course it's impossible, but I just want the girl to promise me one thing."

"impossible"

"The girl refuses to listen?"

"It's definitely not good"

"What if it’s a good thing?"

"Tell me about it."

The store manager slowly stood up and walked forward, looking down... at Su Moyuan, with a slight smile on his face:

"I think……"