Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 42 Xi Jinbai, why are you here too?

The cell phone in the bag rang.

Ji Mingzhu answered the phone and cried aggrievedly: "Mom, Xi Jinbai doesn't want to get married."

"Okay, okay, don't do it if you don't want to, just let nature take its course, don't cry." Ji Wanning consoled her with heartache.

Ji Mingzhu burst into tears, "But I like him."

Ji Wanning calmed her down, "Don't worry, silly girl. Your Aunt Yue has already asked the abbot of Ling'an Temple that his good match is you. He may just not have figured it out now. He will know who is the best later." The person who suits him is yours after all."

Ji Mingzhu stopped crying, raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Really?"

Ji Wanning said: "I can still lie to you, so don't be too impatient. Others cannot take away what is destined to be yours."

Ji Mingzhu felt relieved and suppressed her melancholy, "I understand."
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The embroidery pattern that Sang Yu showed off to Teacher Li half a month ago has been completed, and he took two days off this week to fly to Sioux City.

Sang Yu had been feeling sorry for leaving suddenly at the dinner last time. This time he saw Teacher Yang Liwen and apologized in person.

"Teacher Yang, I'm really sorry for letting you down last time."

"It's okay. I understand the special circumstances. You don't have to take it to heart." Yang Liwen didn't care and asked about the progress: "Has the cheongsam pattern been finished?"

Sang Yu nodded, "Well, we just need to stitch together the embroidery pattern."

She found a master cheongsam maker in Hong Kong to cut and select fabrics, and personally participated in every aspect.

Yang Liwen remembered, "There is a custom-made cheongsam shop here with very good fabric splicing skills. I will take you there in a moment."

Sang Yu curled his lips, "Okay, please."

After Su Embroidery, Yang Liwen took her to a century-old shop located in the deepest part of the ancient alley. The plaque showed its age at first glance, and the shop style was also very retro. There were various fabrics on the shelves, and the counter There are two vintage sewing machines nearby.

The cheongsam worn by the models comes in various styles and colors. Chinese cheongsam is a kind of cultural inheritance, interpreting a strong Chinese style and blooming a unique charm in the interplay of light and shadow.

There are not many customers coming here, and most of them come here specifically to have their cheongsams customized.

The legendary aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

The shop assistants were busy taking measurements and introducing fabric styles to customers. They were extremely busy.

Yang Liwen and Sang Yu were not in a hurry, so they visited and waited outside.

Sang Yu discovered that the styles of several cheongsams were somewhat similar to the ones Xi Jinbai gave her.

He was slightly lost in thought, and then he was annoyed that he thought of him again.

How long will it take to completely forget him?

"Sang Yu, have you ever thought about setting up your own clothing brand?" Yang Liwen suddenly asked.

Sang Yu came back to his senses, with a surprised look on his face, "It seems a bit too far away for me, I don't dare to think about it."

Establishing your own clothing brand is every designer's dream.

"Your design is quite unique and recognizable. If you win the award in this international competition, you will have a certain reputation and it will be an opportunity to establish your own exclusive brand." Yang Liwen gave her some advice based on her past experience.

Sang Yu lowered his eyes slightly and told the truth: "Winning...I'm not sure. There are too many excellent designers, and my experience is still limited and I still have many shortcomings."

"You have made a lot of progress. In just a few months since I met you last year, the clothes you design are more mature than before in terms of layering and control of colors and fabrics." Yang Liwen paused. Then he smiled and said: "But don't put too much pressure on yourself. You are still young. This road has just begun. There will be many opportunities to compete in the future. You will always succeed."

Sang Yu raised his lips and smiled, "I feel more confident now that you say that."

After waiting for about half an hour, a group of customers finally left the store.

Yang Liwen explained her purpose to the master. After reading the parts that needed to be spliced, the master said, "Follow me inside. It will take about two hours. You two should sit down and wait for a while."

Sang Yu thanked her, "Okay, sorry to trouble you." While waiting, Yang Liwen answered a call from the studio and had to leave in advance if she had something to deal with.

Sang Yu hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, Teacher Yang, you can go and do your work. I can just wait here. I'm wasting your time today."

"Then please contact me anytime if you have anything, and give me the clothes before you leave tomorrow. I will go to Paris in a few days to bring your work to the jury." Yang Liwen told her.

Sang Yu was very grateful, "Okay, I understand, thank you for helping me so much."

Yang Liwen waved her hand, "Why are you so polite? I'll go then. See you tomorrow."

Sang Yu curled his lips and said, "Well, see you tomorrow."

Before I knew it, at 5:30 in the afternoon, all the customers in the store had dispersed.

The clerk began to clean the store and organize customer order information, while the master was still busy sewing cheongsams.

At 5:40, two more customers came in, a man and a woman, with outstanding temperament.

The clerk knew the girl and greeted her familiarly: "Ms. Jiang, are you here to customize cheongsam again?"

"Yes, are there any new designs and colors of fabrics recently? I want to make one for my aunt."

This voice made Sang Yu stunned for a moment. It was Jiang Tang.

Sometimes she has to lament that the world is so small. She rarely comes to Sioux City once a year. She only came twice this year and met acquaintances.

"Yes, these fabrics are all newly arrived." The clerk led Jiang Tang to the shelves, "Take a look and see if there is anything you like."

Jiang Tang looked at it carefully and found it difficult to choose. He asked the person next to him: "What do you think?"

"It's all right."

Sang Yu recognized just two fluttering words, and his heartbeat immediately beat wildly.

Xi Jinbai, why are you here too?
Jiang Tang's dissatisfied voice came: "Anything is fine. I asked you to help me refer to it. Isn't this nonsense you said?"

Xi Jinbai then opened his mouth and gave his opinion: "Blue."

Jiang Tang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Are you sure you really understand my aunt? She doesn't like dark blue and says it looks dark."

Xi Jinbai frowned lightly, "You don't understand, so you can just choose. Why are you dragging me here?"

Jiang Tang glared at him, "As her son, don't you know better than me?"

If it weren't for Xi Jinbai's good aesthetic sense, she wouldn't have called him here!
"Red." Xi Jinbai changed his words.

"Red is really good. My aunt also likes red. It's bright and atmospheric." Jiang Tang turned to the clerk and said, "Then I want red jacquard."

"Okay." The clerk handed over a brochure, "Then you can choose another style."

Jiang Tang took it and sat on the stool to read it.

At this time, voices came from the compartment inside.

"Girl, the embroidery has been stitched for you. Can you see if it needs any modifications?" the master asked.

Sang Yu suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head to check, and after confirming that there was no problem, he tried to lower his voice and said, "Okay, thank you."

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