My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

The ladies who came to Hua Xiangrong to order dresses looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. Every dress that Hua Xiangrong produced was extremely beautiful. Could there really be something wrong?

The ladies were a little hesitant!

The shopkeeper bowed repeatedly and said, "Excuse me, madam, is there any problem with our dress? If there is any quality problem, you can return the dress to us and we will compensate you at double the price."

This is Hua Xiangrong’s rule!

Each of Hua Xiangrong's dresses has out-of-print colors and styles. Upon hearing this, the lady was reluctant to take off the dresses. In fact, the dresses themselves were exquisitely made and there was nothing wrong with them!

Seeing this, the ladies in the shop said, "Yes, the shopkeeper has said so, why don't you just return the dress?"

Everyone agrees...

The lady was reluctant to do so. After all, after she wore Hua Xiangrong's clothes, the master, who used to stay in the young lady's courtyard every day, came to her courtyard more often than ever before. He praised her for being worthy of being the eldest lady. The way she was dressed made her like a noble swan, which made him feel very proud when he was outside!

"Cough cough..."

The lady finally spoke...

"The dress is very good, there is nothing wrong with it, and I like it very much, so I don't want to return it."

Before he could finish his words, the ladies and girls in the shop started talking to each other.

Isn't this just looking for trouble...

A voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Not to mention that everyone didn't understand, the shopkeeper was also a little confused and asked hesitantly, "Then Madam...are you dissatisfied with something?"

"Boss, please take care of this one!" After the lady said this, the maid beside her put a bundle on the long table with a "pa".

Everyone looked at it, and the shopkeeper also stepped forward to take a look. When he opened it, his face darkened.

Because the pattern and style of this dress are very similar to the one Hua Xiangrong wore before.

In addition to the huge difference in fabrics and workmanship.

"I think the shopkeeper has also noticed that someone has copied Hua Xiangrong's dress. How can this dress of mine be considered unique? Although these Western goods are not as exquisite as Hua Xiangrong's, it does make me feel uncomfortable!"

The shopkeeper didn't expect that only two batches of Hua Xiangrong's dresses would enter the market, and he didn't expect that they would be imitated so quickly.

Fortunately, the boss was well prepared!

"Madam, please calm down. The embroidery on this dress is my unique skill, and the pigments are also my family's exclusive secret recipe. Others can only end up with a poor imitation."

Song Qingcheng covered her face with a veil and slowly walked down from the second floor!

The shopkeeper saw Song Qingcheng and respectfully called out, "Madam Boss!"

Following this sound, everyone looked at the person who came curiously.

When they saw this, they couldn't help but sigh.

It was really unexpected that there was a woman behind such a big Hua Xiangrong. Many people wondered how such a mysterious young lady came into being in Jinling City.

Although this young lady covered her face with a veil, her pair of bright and sparkling eyes alone were enough to captivate people. Her tall figure and exposed skin were exquisite, like crystal clear white jade. It was not difficult to imagine how stunningly beautiful she would be under the veil.

In addition to her amazing figure and appearance, the Begonia skirt she wore was even more eye-catching, especially the shawl which had double-sided embroidery that had never been seen before.

Song Qingcheng said crisply, "Madam, don't worry. All the clothes and dresses in my shop are registered. Moreover, the craftsmanship and pigments are exclusive to me. Other shops can't imitate them at all. They are just imitating others. And this may not be a bad thing. Only by comparing can we see Madam's wealth and nobility, right?"

What he said actually made a lot of sense. After all, Hua Xiangrong's dress was not something that ordinary people could afford.

It is indeed incomparable to imitations.

Song Qingcheng's words not only praised Hua Xiangrong's dresses for being unique, but also raised the status of the ladies who bought Hua Xiangrong's dresses. In addition to the officials who had been in power for generations, there were also a large number of wealthy families in Jinling City. Although they were very wealthy, their political status was not high. After all, among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans in the Wei Dynasty, merchants ranked last. Therefore, these wealthy people valued status and face the most.

This is exactly what Hua Xiangrong meets.

As expected, after hearing what Song Qingcheng said, the lady was in a very good mood. She wished that there were more Western goods on the market to show off her status.

The ladies around also felt that this was very true, so without hesitation, they paid cash, selected patterns, and measured sizes.

The lady's knot was untied, and she felt that the maidservant beside her had been a little too much. She was worried that Hua Xiangrong was holding a grudge against the young lady of the landlord's house and would not sell the good products to her in the future. She stepped forward and said with a smile, "Just now, I was indeed a little anxious. I hope the young lady will not blame me."

Song Qingcheng bowed and said, "Of course not, Madam, don't worry!"

The lady saw that the young lady in front of her had a noble temperament and was not like an ordinary young lady. "Excuse me, is this double-sided embroidered scarf for sale?"

The ladies who were ordering dresses in the shop were also coveting this double-sided embroidered scarf. The lady asked first, and she also agreed,

"Yes, Miss Dong, this shawl is so exquisite, can it be customized?"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng began to have doubts. In fact, this shawl was very complicated to make, ten or a hundred times more complicated than a dress. It took three months to make just one.

"I am really sorry. To be honest with you ladies, this scarf is very expensive and will take a long time to make. I am afraid you ladies cannot wait."

Song Qingcheng said this with a smile, but unexpectedly, after she said this, the ladies who came to Huaxiang to have their clothes tailored expressed their willingness to wait, and what they lacked the least was money, so they didn't care about the price of the shawl at all.

Song Qingcheng estimated that she would not be able to accept many orders, so she said to everyone, "Since you all like it, it is our honor, but one of Hua Xiangrong's rules is to only do quality and not quantity. Good things are naturally more helpless than necessary, so please forgive me for this."

Therefore, we will only accept ten orders for this first batch of shawls, and we will also give free shawls to the top ten people based on their spending ranking among Hua Xiangrong. We apologize for any inconsiderateness!

When these words were spoken, some were happy while others were sad, and some even regretted it. However, regret was useless, because Hua Xiangrong's dresses had always been obtained by robbing, and could not be bought with money.