Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 281 The Designer Without Samples
Just when Rudy was so frustrated, Nancy suddenly said, "I think I can accept this style."

I still forgot, Nancy is still sitting here, because she has been reading a book without speaking or moving, almost ignoring her existence, but when she opened her mouth at this moment, it drew the attention of others.

Rudy didn't know Nancy, and looked at Safi anxiously.

Saphire thought for a while and then nodded: "This is also a feasible solution, but Yuri's dress cannot be designed according to this concept. After all, Yuri is not a member of the military department."

Men's dresses are matched with women's dresses, because the engagement ceremony is held at Safi's side, so the style of women's dresses is determined first, and then matching men's clothes are designed according to the women's dresses, otherwise, the men's clothes are ordered first, and then the women's clothes are ordered.

"It doesn't matter to me," Ulysses shrugged. "My opinion is not important, as long as the engagement ceremony can take place as soon as possible."

Felisa glanced at Ulysses subtly. How should I put it... Inexplicably, I feel that Ulysses has a sense of humbleness. Thinking about it, it is true that Nancy has full confidence in the continuation of the marriage contract. It doesn't matter attitude, no matter what, it can't affect her mood, and Ulysses is the one who is more concerned about gains and losses.

Safi said to Rudy: "Nancy is the daughter of the head of the Knights, are you willing to accept her commission?"

"Of course there is no problem," Rudy agreed, but his interest was obviously low and not so high. "It is my honor to be appreciated by the ladies."

Nancy didn't care about Rudy's discriminatory treatment. Ulysses would remind her about the wedding dress from time to time. She was about to be annoyed to death. Just keep worrying about it.

Rudy was taken to another room by the maid to wait, and did not let him leave, but waited for Ulysses to take him away together.

Unexpectedly, she didn't pick out Safi's favorite dress, but picked it out for Nancy first. The things in this world are really hard to explain.

"There's only one person left." Felisa sighed and stretched her waist. "Let's end it soon."

There was only the last person left. In view of the previous situation, Felisa didn't think that the last one would bring any unexpected surprises, so she just wanted to finish the process quickly.

"The last person sent the design draft and samples when the deadline was approaching," Safi flipped through the records, "I almost missed it."

"So?" Felisa tilted her head in a daze. She had seen and experienced too many things like rushing to the dead line in her previous life, such as summer homework, so she didn't realize that it meant what.

"She has gone through many revisions, and she is still perfecting her design until the end," Safi raised her eyebrows looking at the traces of smears on the design draft, "Maybe we have found a treasure this time."

Felisa wanted to see what kind of design would make Safi sigh like this, but Safi didn't show it to her, saying that she wanted to leave some surprises.

The last designer walked into the room uneasily. When Felisa saw the person in front of her, she was really surprised.

"You...are a designer?" The slightly raised ending sound showed Felisa's disbelief.

The person in front of me can only be called a girl, with a thin body, a cowardly look, restless hands that don't know where to put them, and clothes full of patches, it's hard to believe that this is what makes Safi Designers who feel interested.

Safi was also surprised: "How old are you?"

"Ten... 15 years old." The girl's voice was like a mosquito, and she couldn't hear it if she didn't listen carefully.

This is obviously still a child. Several people looked at each other, and then all looked at Safi, waiting for her to make a decision.

The age of 15 is really too young. Although they are nobles, they are only in their early twenties, but nobles have received various experiences since childhood. Compared with ordinary people, they have experienced more. Even Felisa will not Some people think she is still a child.

Safi looked at the girl for a while, then asked in a gentle tone: "What's your name, did you draw this design draft?"

The girl bit her lower lip and nodded slowly, then added in a low voice, "My name is Annie."

"Okay, Annie, can I see your swatches?"

After hearing this, the girl looked as if she was about to cry, which made Safi wonder that she had said something terrible to make her cry.

Felisa stood up and walked over to Anne.

Although I don't know what's going on now, but first of all, I need to calm down the girl's emotions, and then I can ask what's going on. No one present can do better than her in calming people's emotions.

It took Felisa a little effort to calm the girl down, and the girl murmured, "...no samples."

If there is no sample clothes, then...it's hard to say, after all, you can't see anything from the design drawings, and only the upper body can know the effect of the clothes.

But this girl dared to send the design draft without a sample, and she didn't know whether she was brave or what.

"Is there... is there a reason?" Felisa asked tentatively. She first thought that the girl's sample was destroyed by a competitor, but considering the security precautions of the Prime Minister's Office, ordinary people can't do it this point.

Annie choked up and said, "Our family has no money, we can't afford cloth, and my parents don't agree with me participating in this... I sneaked out and handed in the design draft while they weren't paying attention."

It turned out that it was the little girl's capriciousness. Felisa looked at Safi and asked what should be done now.

Safi mused, she flipped through Anne's design draft repeatedly, and didn't speak for a long time.

This kind of silence was obviously not something a little girl could bear, and Annie almost fainted from two twitches.

To be honest, Safi admired this girl quite a bit. Although she looked timid, she had actually mustered up a lot of courage, so she decided to give Anne a chance: "You said you didn't make it because of the lack of fabrics." Make a sample, if I provide you with the fabric you need, how long can you complete a sample?"

This was a sudden surprise, and Annie was speechless, unable to speak for a while.

"One...one hour!" Under Safi's smiling gaze, Annie blurted out.

Felisa frowned: "One hour is not enough." She was worried that Anne was boasting in order to gain Safi's trust, but such a high-risk fact was unnecessary.

Annie took a deep breath and explained: "One hour is not about finishing the finished product, but about making a rough shape and outline with simple cutting and stitching. I often do this for dolls with unwanted fabrics at home. For this reason, my mother Blamed me many times."

"Interesting," Safi hooked her lips, "Then, you can try it."

(End of this chapter)