The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 192 The Flash

Next, after the designer spoke a few more words, the show ended, and many clothes became new products for the next season, which were sought after by many people.

After the end, it is time for everyone to chat freely. If you are interested in a certain piece of clothing, you can directly choose to order it.

Song Yao naturally chose a few of them and left his VIP information.

The Tianwang sister-in-law next to her was still talking eagerly with her, and she found that Song Yao seemed to know what kind of people these clothes were suitable for.

Originally, she wanted to choose a few pieces, but after asking Song Yao's opinion, she understood more thoroughly and knew what was suitable for her.

The self-cultivation possessed by such a girl cannot be easily imitated by others, it needs a long time of nurturing before it can be cultivated.

Looking at Song Yao's order of several clothes without blinking his eyes, he knew that he must be the daughter of a rich family.

When Song Yao was sitting beside her and resting, suddenly, a figure walked up to her.

"Hi lady, I don't know which designer your clothes are designed by?"

Song Yaozheng felt that such a question was a bit rude, and when he looked back, he found the venue designer this time.

"Hello, the person who designs my clothes, you must have heard of Bizeal."

The designer showed a knowing expression, "I'm just saying, this style must be him, but I have to say, he does have some vision, and the clothes he designed are very suitable for young ladies."

"You're really flattering yourself." Although this designer is not the chief designer of the C family, and his international reputation is a little worse than Bizeal's, he is also an existence that ordinary people can't reach.

"I don't know this lady, how do you feel about today's design theme?" The designer suddenly asked Song Yao.

Song Yao froze for a moment, afraid that his answer might make others dissatisfied, but at this moment, Cheng Yifeng suddenly patted her on the shoulder.

"Yaoyao, who is this?" Cheng Yifeng pretended not to know and left, and came over to ask.

"Oh, sir, hello, please don't get me wrong, I am the designer of this event, and I just want to ask this lady how she feels."

Cheng Yifeng nodded with a smile, patted Song Yao on the shoulder, and gave her strong support.

Song Yao felt an invisible force seem to be injected into his body, yes, it's no big deal, what can't be said?
"The style of the theme this time is mainly pastoral and dreamy. Many of the dresses are designed with light gauze and diffuse shadows, but I have a doubt. Does the pastoral style just refer to broken flowers?"

The question Song Yao raised really stunned the designer for a moment.

"Of course not." The designer came to his senses and quickly replied, "Oh, Miss, you are such a genius."

Only then did the designer understand what Song Yao meant. The pastoral field does not only refer to broken flowers but the essence contained therein.

"You are really too flattering, and what I said is just some of my insights." Song Yao was a little embarrassed, not sure if what he said was right?

"No, miss, you have really helped me a lot. How about it, after I go back, I will design a dress for you myself."

Song Yao felt a little embarrassed. These international designers had very limited places to design.

Such a quota, although it sounds very simple, but for others, it is really impossible to get one for decades.

But she was so lucky, in a short period of time, she was appreciated by two designers.

"This is really too troublesome, I'd better spend money to buy it."

"No, Miss, you have helped me a lot, and you deserve it." The little French old man went and said to Song Yao very seriously.

Song Yao was refusing, but the little old man insisted on it again and again. In the end, he had no choice but to leave his contact information for his assistant.

The scene of the two of them talking was noticed by many people.

Many international supermodels and celebrities just want to have some relationship with this designer. If two people stand together and chat for a few days, and they are photographed, they can make a big fuss.

Or if you get the designer's appreciation, it is very likely that you will reach the sky in one step.

Unexpectedly, a woman who has never heard of it won the limelight, and no one even knows who this woman is, but this is the case, which makes people dare not do anything.

After the designer left, there was an endless stream of people who wanted to talk to Song Yao. They all wanted to know, what is the real identity of this woman?
Many truly famous people have become supporting roles here instead, while Song Yao, a character that no one has heard of, has become the flashlight of the party.

It was only at this time that Zhen Mi noticed that the shining woman was actually Song Yao, which made people feel a little unbelievable.

This time, she saw Song Yao's so-called boyfriend face to face, which made her a little curious, and she stopped when she was going to the backstage to find Cheng Yanyi.

Zhen Mi is wearing a taro purple dress today, which is also a custom-made model of the C family. She looks noble and elegant, completely out of the temperament of a little girl.

With graceful steps, she came to Song Yao's side.

She said with a look of surprise, "Senior Song, so you are here too."

When the other people heard Zhen Mi's voice, they all looked over. It seemed that this person knew Song Yao's true identity.

Song Yao was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw Zhen Mi. It was exactly as she expected, he knew that wherever he met this woman, he would definitely see her acting like a moth.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect you to appear here." Song Yao's tone was a little haughty and impatient.

Zhen Mi is naturally a person who knows how to wink, but now she wants to get and know too many things, how could she just leave so easily?
"Me too, I came here with my friends, senior, who is this?" Zhen Mi's tone was friendly, her eyes innocent, making it impossible to see the temperament of a green tea bitch.

But Cheng Yifeng knew what kind of person she was, so he didn't care about her hints at all.

"It's my boyfriend." Song Yao replied a little coldly, obviously already able to let others see that the relationship with this person is very ordinary.

Zhen Mi had a terrified expression. Although she was very cute, she had nothing to show in front of these two people.

The corner of Cheng Yifeng's mouth didn't even move, he didn't know what Zhen Mi was showing?Why are there so many facial expressions?

Such a woman is really strange.

(End of this chapter)