Young Master Zhan's Xueba Little Crazy Wife

After Su Qiao entered the Cloth City, her breath was filled with various cloth smells.

A variety of fabrics are hung in the shops, and the bosses are warmly greeting the guests.

But many people look at a little girl like Su Qiao and ignore her.

Su Qiao went directly to the top floor of Cloth City, the ninth floor.

This floor has the most high-end fabrics, and each store is decorated in a very high style, just like walking into a luxury counter.

And the number of people is very small, very few, and many shops don't even have a single customer.

Su Qiao stepped into a suit fabric store called Dormeuil and began to choose slowly.

There are [-] square meters of shelves, and each fabric is different.

If you don't look closely, it's hard to tell the difference.

After walking for a long time, Su Qiao finally settled on a jet-black fabric.

The fabric is made of ultra-fine wool, which is extra soft and 8 times warmer than ordinary wool.

And this kind of close-fitting wear is very comfortable, it is the designated fabric of Kingsman, and it can handle big movements with ease.

She reached out to take the fabric, but at the same time, another big hand also reached out.

The two hands landed on both ends of the box at the same time, holding one side respectively.

Su Qiao raised her head and saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

The man is about 40 years old, wears sunglasses and has a personality.

When he saw Su Qiao, his eyes sized her up and down.

A black cropped rivet tassel coat with black leggings and Martin boots.

Also caps, masks...

Just a middle school girl, a little girl who came out of nowhere in a bar.

The man's eyes were full of disdain, and he ordered coldly:

"open."

Su Qiao took a look, there was only one piece of this fabric, and only 18 pieces could be produced every three years.

Wait for the next time, three years later, she can't wait.

She looked directly at the man with cold eyes: "Just now my hand landed on this piece of fabric 0.18 seconds earlier than yours, the international rules are first come first served.

What's more, a big man has the guts to grab something from a girl? "

"Ah!"

The man sneered contemptuously, "Good things should go to good people, and if this piece of fabric falls into your hands, it is a waste of money.

What do you do with a little girl in the second year of middle school?Do bows? "

Speaking of this, he felt more ridiculous and more intolerable.

He simply looked at the clerk beside him and said:

"You put everyone in your store? Are you going to ruin this fabric for a yellow-haired girl?"

"This……"

The clerk was very embarrassed. Their service rules should not be viewed as inferior to others, so naturally they did not dare to challenge Su Qiao.

She could only tactfully persuade:

"Mr. Shang, the rule is indeed first come first served, if this lady insists, this fabric can only be sold to her.

But my lady, what do you do with this piece of fabric?

Mr. Shang is the number one suit designer in our country. He once participated in the global fashion week on behalf of Huaguo, bringing great popularity to Huaguo.

Mr. Shang's words are not unreasonable, this piece of fabric can be used better in his hands.

You can tell me your purpose, and I can recommend you the fabric that is more suitable for you. "

The attitude is very official and polite.

Su Qiao took a look at the man, and then vaguely remembered that there is indeed a designer of Shangyun Bridge in China, who is very capable.

Suit making Hua country has lagged behind foreign countries for many years and has always been looked down upon.

But Shang Yunqiao devoted himself to research, and soon caught up with other countries.

A dark blue silver silk suit that he once designed won the third place in the global suit fashion show, winning glory for the country.

Perhaps it is also because of this glory that men look down on others and look down on others.

Su Qiao's eyes fell on the man: "It's a pity that virtue is not worthy of talent."

"What do you mean?" The man's face turned cold, and he took off his sunglasses.

Under the sunglasses, those eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

Su Qiao always felt that his eyes looked familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

But she couldn't remember it for a short time, and could only say:

"I don't have time to argue with you. The clerk is right. First come, first served. The fabric belongs to me."

While speaking, she was about to pull the brocade box over.

But the man pulled it hard: "You are not qualified to take this piece of fabric! I will never allow you to squander and waste!"

"Who said I must be a waste?" Su Qiao asked back.

The man let out a "huh", "You are so young, can you still make suits?

Even if you know how to do it, what you make is an ordinary style, not worthy of this piece of fabric! "

Su Qiao's face was indifferent.

In the past year, she has met too many arrogant people, and it would be a waste of her time to talk to them.

She was about to use the silver needle, but the man said:

"You can take this piece of fabric if you want, but unless the finished product you made here satisfies me, I will let you go!

Otherwise, I will never allow you to take such a noble cloth away! "

At that time, even if the girl fails, he can bring her back to life without wasting this piece of fabric.

Su Qiao narrowed her eyes.

In fact, she wanted to make a wedding suit for Zhan Shen herself, which would be the finishing touch in the surprise she prepared for Zhan Shen.

And this store happened to have all the tools needed to make a suit, saving her from looking for them.

She raised her eyebrows to look at the man and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course! I, Shang Yunqiao, keep my word." The man said affirmatively.

After finishing speaking, he still stared at Su Qiao and said, "If you fail to do it, not only will this piece of fabric belong to me, but you will also have to give me an apology!"

"Row."

Su Qiao didn't say any more, took the fabric and went to the production room.

No one knows how much Zheng Meiling did to train her in her previous life to make her like Zhan Shen.

Not only let her grab Zhan Shen's stomach, but also let her stick to Zhan Shen's body.

Zheng Meiling told her that she was not as rich as other daughters, so she would take her mind off and make clothes for men herself, which would definitely make Zhan Shen fascinated.

In order for her to learn, he did not hesitate to pinch her, pinch her, and pinch her, saying that everything was for her own good, and hoped that she would marry a good man.

So she learned a lot of skills in her previous life, and in this life, she just happened to be able to use them...

Seeing her picking up the scissors and starting to cut the fabric, the man gave a cold snort.

At first glance, he is an outsider.

Clothing production requires measurement, pattern making, and cutting according to the pattern paper.

Su Qiao just cut it out with her bare hands, is it a doll's skirt?

If this kind of middle school girl can make clothes that satisfy him, he, Shang Yunqiao, will quit the design world and never make suits again!

He is already thinking about how to bring this fabric back to life, which has amazed people all over the world.

however……

Under the gaze of him and several shop assistants, Su Qiao actually adjusted the fabric of the suit very well with her bare hands.

Whether it is the sleeves or the back, every piece of material is intact and just right.

It is exactly the same as the one cut by the machine or the pattern!

The man's expression changed a little.

Can this little girl cut cloth with her bare hands?How can this be?

After Su Qiao finished cutting the fabric, she casually looked up at the man.

I don't know why, but I always feel that those eyes are very familiar...very familiar...