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Although the fabric of the skirt sample is rough, the style is extremely delicate and much more fashionable than what is on the market. When several girls saw the skirt, their eyes lit up.

Because it is privately customized, the person who makes the skirt is better able to understand the customer's needs, and the skirt made will fit more closely.

Song Yuehua couldn't help but marvel, "You look young, but you have such good craftsmanship. Even if you take it to the Magic City, you can beat them all."

Lin Yan smiled sheepishly, "It's not as exaggerated as you said. I just made it according to the needs you said. The main reason is that your idea is better, so the skirt made looks better."

When one's own status is somewhat limited, appropriate compliments can also expand one's connections. As the saying goes, guests are God. If the guests are happy and satisfied, will they still worry about the source of customers?

Hearing this, several other girls chimed in.

"We have actually found many tailors, but most of them are not satisfactory. They more or less like to add their own style, which leads to the clothes they make, besides being close to the body, a little different from what they imagined. too big."

It’s not that the tailors here don’t know how to make clothes, and it’s not that they don’t have great ideas, they just haven’t thought about it for a while. Some people will add elements that they like, thinking that others will also like it.

As everyone knows, this kind of smart-aleck behavior makes people feel disappointed.

Lin Yan didn't want to downplay those tailors, so he didn't follow the conversation and just changed the topic.

"Miss Song, are you satisfied with this dress? If so, I will make it for you as soon as you get the fabric."

Song Yuehua nodded, "I'm very satisfied. I'll take you to the mall later to buy some pieces of fabric. It's up to you what to do."

It's not easy to meet a designer you like, especially when the clothes he designed are also very popular with her. Such talented people will definitely achieve great results in the future.

Several other people spoke out their requests in a flurry, and Lin Yan listened and wrote them down in his notebook.

"Well, those are the requirements for now, right? I will help you make the same style, but the appearance will not be the same. After all, it is a bridesmaid group. But I can say one thing, the designer's price is not that of a tailor. The price of the clothes.”

Since she wants to take the high-end route, the price at the beginning cannot be too affordable, as this will make her look too cheap.

"I know this, so what price does Ms. Lin want to charge?" How much worse can a family be if they can find someone to customize clothes privately?

They don't lack money, they just lack things that are pleasing to their eyes. But money doesn't come with strong winds, so if something is too expensive, you won't be taken advantage of, so I wanted to test it out.

However, Lin Yan was also prepared. She didn't know the market situation here, so she asked, "I'm new here and don't know much about the situation here. I think Miss Song won't cheat me. I don't know what price Miss Song can offer." how much?"

This is a psychological war. It is profit that is looking at you, or the conscience of the other party.

Song Yuehua couldn't help but smile. The woman in front of her had a fox face, and she didn't expect to be as shrewd as a fox. I thought you couldn't judge a book by its appearance, but now that I think about it, she thought too much.
"Ms. Lin is new to this industry and doesn't understand the normal situation. As the first customer, I naturally play a starting role. In this case, I will tell you a price so that others can set the price easily."

If the first one sells for too low a price, it will be difficult for subsequent clothes to sell for too high a price. No matter when, the leader is the most important.

"One hundred and eighty-eight, how about it?"

A skirt sold for the price of a bicycle. Until now, there are still many people who cannot afford to buy bicycles. You can imagine how expensive this price is.

But it's not very expensive, after all, it's just three months' salary for her.

Then Song Yuehua added, "Of course, the current price is like this, and the price will naturally increase in the future." Just like the price of pork will increase, this kind of handmade art will also increase in price.

Lin Yan nodded and said with a smile: "I know Miss Song will not cheat me. I have always been very accurate in judging people."

There were five dresses in total, and the price was only nine hundred and forty yuan, but she made the decision herself and got a fraction of the price, only nine hundred yuan.

Earning nine hundred yuan from five pairs of skirts is something that no one else can even imagine.

"The three hundred yuan here is a deposit. After the skirt is made, we will pay the remaining balance. Now let's go to the mall and pick out some suitable fabrics."

Song Yuehua was like the leader, leading everyone out of the teahouse and towards the department store.

Young and beautiful women walk together, forming a beautiful scenery on the street. Many people cast admiring glances, and there was rarely any discomfort in those glances.

Now that it is open, some people will naturally no longer suppress their tempers. In the past, chatting up beautiful women was called being a hooligan, but now there are no such rules.

Ever since, several boys came over confidently.

"Hi, beauty! Are you interested in playing together? There is a new movie theater here. Maybe we can go and see it together."

The man put on a pose that he thought was handsome and glared at Lin Yan. For those who didn't know, he thought he had a cramp in his eyes.

Song Yuehua knew that she was married, but it was someone else's business and it was not easy for her to get involved, so she could only watch silently.

"Sorry, I'm already married." Lin Yan stretched out her hand, revealing the gold ring on her ring finger.

Mother Zhao gave it to her because she would use it for the wedding banquet later, so she wore it first.

The man's eyes widened and he felt heartbroken looking at the ring. But after a moment, he changed his target and looked at Song Yuehua.

"That beauty, are you interested?"

"..."

Song Yuehua held her forehead helplessly, "I have no interest in you, so please leave as soon as possible."

The man was humiliated and his face didn't look good, but in full view of the public, he couldn't get angry, so he could only walk away in despair.

Sometimes being good-looking can attract some weird people.

Lin Yan originally thought it was an incident, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure across the street.

It was the peddler, Zhang Qiang, the gangster husband that Zhao Jiajia pursued in her previous life.

The other person was wearing a floral shirt, had a cigarette in his mouth, and was puffing away. He didn't look like a good person.

Her eyes darkened slightly, thinking that she would settle the matter quickly and go home today, so she withdrew her gaze.