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At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind her, "Sister Cabinet, where are the two volumes of materials shipped by air from France that I asked you to keep for me last time? Are you still there?"

The clerk's complexion changed immediately, replaced with a flattering smile, and people always greeted him.

"Miss Zuo, you are here again! Don't worry, I have packed all the materials you want, and there will never be any damage!"

"Well, that's good. I participated in the Huafeng Contest this time, but I rushed for the first prize. The fabrics used are very important. You must keep the best goods for me. Money is not a problem, if If you have new fabrics, just call me."

As the visitor said, his gaze fell on Luo Chenxi, and he was taken aback.

The clerk hurriedly explained: "Miss Zuo, this person has been in the store for a long time and hasn't bought anything. Looking at her like this, I can't afford it. I'm about to let her go out."

Zuo Xiaoqing was excited and strode over, "Luo Chenxi, it's actually you! You are such a poor stuff, and you dare to come to such a high-end store. It really makes me laugh!"

Luo Chenxi didn't expect that she would meet an acquaintance even when she looked at a fabric, and she couldn't help frowning.

Sure enough, Yuanjia is on a narrow road?

She glanced at Zuo Xiaoqing, her voice was cold, "This store is here, isn't it just for people to come in? If you don't want to see it, just close the door."

Seeing Zuo Xiaoqing so familiar with the clerk, she was indeed a little surprised.

When she was in high school, Zuo Xiaoqing came from a very ordinary family, but when she met at the SL Group this time, she put on a full set of new SL models, and now she buys such expensive top fabrics.

This level of consumption is absolutely unaffordable for ordinary well-off families.

Zuo Xiaoqing let out an exaggerated laugh: "What about it? You can't just buy the **** goods outside! You can't even afford better clothes, and you want to win the Huafeng Competition? I persuade you. You said, costume design is a profession that can only be done by rich people. You should die as soon as possible if you are a poor man!"

When Luo Chenxi heard this, not only did she not become as angry as she had hoped, but she also raised the corners of her mouth.

I looked at her up and down.

Zuo Xiaoqing couldn't help but chuckle when she saw her eyes.

The last time Luo Chenxi showed such an expression, he was still in the SL Group, and then he despised her from head to toe.

This time, is it...

"Although red and yellow are both popular colors of this fall, there must be a primary and secondary distinction when matching. Like you, you don’t have your own aesthetics at all, and you just put the popular styles on your body. You know I don’t know I’m like a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a chuckle from the side.

Zuo Xiaoqing turned her head angrily and saw the clerk covering her mouth with embarrassment.

In fact, when Zuo Xiaoqing first came in, the clerk thought she was wearing a weird dress. However, Zuo Xiaoqing is a big customer, and she is a designer who graduated from a well-known art school.

Now, being so vividly compared by Luo Chenxi, she couldn't help but laughed out loud.

"Damn Luo Chenxi, who do you say are tomato scrambled eggs? Both of my pieces are SL's hot styles this year. They add up to hundreds of thousands! What do you know?"

Luo Chenxi smiled, "I also advise you. Costume design is a profession for people with artistic talent. It is not just money. If Miss Zuo wants to win the first prize of the Huafeng Competition, she still has to practice more!"

Zuo Xiaoqing was so angry that she almost didn't mention it.