Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 20 Visiting and Studying
Facing Ding Qianqian's snort, Song Xiaoya didn't care, "That's right, I bought it at the roadside stall, and you get two for one, and you want to buy it too, so I'll take you there?"

Song Xiaoya usually wears ordinary clothes, and she can't find them in the crowd.

Today I suddenly changed my style, wearing a whole body of brand-name clothing from top to bottom, which inevitably attracted people's attention, and I jumped out to make a few sarcastic remarks.

Ding Qianqian is a person who is spoiled by her parents at home. She likes to compare everything, and she can't see that others are better than her.If Song Xiaoya said that her clothes were all genuine and of high quality, there would definitely be a debate, and she might even make a fuss.

Song Xiaoya was too lazy to argue with her, so let her say what she wanted, anyway, what Ding Qianqian wanted was face, so she simply admitted generously that she was wearing street stalls and gave her face!
She doesn't care.

Hearing that his guess was correct, Ding Qianqian immediately put on a smiling face in satisfaction.

"I never touch the things on the street stalls, you'd better save yourself to buy them." After speaking, he glanced at Song Xiaoya, held his head up, and walked away like a proud peacock.

But in Song Xiaoya's eyes, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a pheasant that has been fried all the time.

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After Ding Qianqian left, several female classmates gathered around, "Xiaoya, your clothes are of such good quality, don't they look like they were bought at a street stall?"

Such a good material, workmanship and shape.If it is a fake, then the seller of the real product should close down.

Song Xiaoya spread her hands and made a helpless expression, "If someone says it's fake, then it's fake, what does it matter."

Lie Kuan, the female classmate next to her, knew it. Song Xiaoya was afraid that Ding Qianqian would pester her, so she simply satisfied her vanity and deliberately admitted that it was a lie.

They are studying fashion design, and often go to some production lines to observe and learn.

Sure enough, after the second class, the teacher took everyone to set off together, and went to a famous clothing company in this city to have a look.

When Song Xiaoya heard the name of DL Company, she was shocked. It was a branch of the Jiang Group and belonged to Jiang Beichen.

DL is a first-line luxury brand in China with a high status, and it is also developing rapidly internationally.

The students in the class were very excited when they heard that they had the opportunity to visit the headquarters of DL company today. Song Xiaoya was also looking forward to it, as she had never been there before!

Led by a school teacher, Song Xiaoya and her group went to the DL headquarters in a mighty manner. A female employee of DL came out and led them inside.

While walking, the team leader carefully explained the growth process of DL to this group of students, and also took them to visit some classic works designed by outstanding designers in the company.

Song Xiaoya and this group of classmates were fascinated by it.

"Oh, coincidence, this classmate is wearing the latest winter women's clothing launched by our company last month. This kind of matching is all from the hands of our chief designer."

The female staff member came over suddenly, pointed at Song Xiaoya's clothes, and explained.

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of all the students present, all focused on the large amount of clothes on Song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya also lowered her head and glanced at her clothes, with a dazed expression on her face.

The clothes were prepared for her by the servants in the villa in the morning, and they didn't tell her the origin or anything like that.She didn't have time to ask any more questions, and after dressing in a hurry, she followed Jiang Beichen out. She didn't expect to have such a big background.

"Her suit is just a fake, she really can't afford to wear it." Ding Qianqian, who was walking in the crowd, glanced at Song Xiaoya with disdain, her voice full of contempt and ridicule.

"Imitation?" Hearing Ding Qianqian's words, the female staff member was taken aback, then approached Song Xiaoya for a closer look, and quickly shook her head in denial, "This suit is a new product from our DL company, it cannot be an imitation." Taste."

"Look carefully, how could she wear real clothes?" Ding Qianqian was not reconciled.

"I have been in DL for many years, and I know every style well. I can't be wrong. This is our product."

The staff's words directly blocked Ding Qianqian's next mocking words.

After eating and holding back, Ding Qianqian glared at Song Xiaoya unconvinced, and didn't say anything more, with displeasure written all over her face.

Seeing her expression, Song Xiaoya thought that this matter might not be over yet.

But she is really innocent, she doesn't even know what is so special about this dress, and she stands there doing nothing, the whole process is just someone getting on the pole and looking for trouble.

Too lazy to think about these messy things, Song Xiaoya began to carefully appreciate the classic costumes on the counter.

Every piece here is the painstaking work of the designer. These clothes have their own characteristics and are very valuable for learning. Song Xiaoya doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity, and appreciates it with a learning attitude.

After everyone had read almost all of them, the female staff member stood in the crowd again and gave a good news, "President Jiang of our company is going to come here for inspection today, and he will be here in a while. You are so lucky, say Maybe we can see our president."

(End of this chapter)