reborn life player

Chapter 302

Xiao Shuwei had no choice but to turn around and leave with Isabel.

She had just walked a few steps when she heard Mr. Z behind her suddenly call her name.

"Xiao Shuwei." His voice was slightly hoarse, and he sounded a little tired, probably because he had just been on the plane for several hours.

Just as Xiao Shuwei turned her head, she saw Mr. Z leaning over and handing over a paper bag in his hand.

"For you."

"What is this?" Xiao Shuwei took the paper bag with some confusion.

Mr. Z just showed a slight smile, "Open it and you will know."

As soon as she entered the studio, Xiao Shuwei opened the paper bag.

As a result, she poured out hundreds of postcards full of words from it.

Each card has some words of blessing written on it.

"Wei Zi, come on! Wei Zi will win!"

"I can't write the words of blessing, I can only say, Goddess, I want to give birth to a monkey for you (blush expression)"

"Looking forward to Wickey's slap in the face!"

"Come on, Weizi! You are the pride of the Chinese people! I love you!"

"I don't know what to write, but I wish you the best of luck and hope that your brand will be better and better"

"I like Weizi's clothes very much. The workmanship is great and the upper body effect is also very good. I wish Weizi the championship in the competition."

"I really like the clothes you designed. I didn't expect that a fat girl like me can dress so beautifully. Because I am too fat, I never dare to go shopping. I am afraid that I will not have the size I can wear, and I am afraid that the upper body will not look good, but Weizi's family The clothes don’t pick your figure. I heard that you used to be a fat girl. Seeing you gave me the courage to lose weight, thank you ^_^”

These words are all written in different handwriting, some of these handwriting are graceful, some are scribbled, some are flamboyant, and some are very immature... From the handwriting of these people, Xiao Shuwei can vaguely imagine the appearance of each person, And their feelings when they wrote these words.

These cards are actually hand-painted postcards specially made by Xiao Shuwei for online store orders.

The patterns on the back of each card are her hand-painted fashion pictures, which can be cut out and used as bookmarks or postcards.

She sends a postcard like this with each online store order, and the postcard is attached with a stamp, so just write the address and send it out.

Unexpectedly, enthusiastic fans actually wrote blessings on the cards and sent them back, which moved Xiao Shuwei a little.

But Xiao Shuwei didn't know that Mr. Z and Nora were also responsible for this matter.

Mr. Z asked Nora to post a message in the online store and Weibo, encouraging Weizi's fans to write their wishes for Weizi on the postcards, and then send them back to the store.

And this proposal got a strong response from everyone.

But within a week, the store received 120 three postcards full of blessings.

Because of the rush of time, Xiao Shuwei just flipped through it briefly, then put away the postcard and put it aside.

After a whole morning of busy work, Xiao Shuwei finally finished the second dress almost, leaving only a little finishing work.

During lunch, Xiao Shuwei chatted with Mr. Z, asked him about the business in the store, and asked about the situation at home.

Mr. Z answered patiently and carefully.

The two chatted in Chinese, so Isabel, who was eating together, felt bored, and soon went to find her assistant to eat with a plate.

Teacher Song ate fast, finished lunch very quickly, and left the table, so there were only Xiao Shuwei and Zheng Ze left at the table.

Xiao Shuwei looked down at the Second Life game for a while, and found that the game reminded her that the dwarf bride's gift had entered her package.

She was about to open the package to have a look, but she felt the gaze from the opposite side.

She looked up and saw that Mr. Z was crossing his fingers, with his elbows on the table, and his eyes were silently staring at herself.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Shuwei asked subconsciously.

Mr. Z was silent for a moment, and then said: "You seem to be different today."

Xiao Shuwei wondered: "What's different?"

"I don't know either. The first time I saw you today, I thought you seemed..." He paused, "It's different from usual."

Xiao Shuwei pinched her cheeks, and looked at Mr. Z expectantly: "Maybe she lost weight?" Recently, she has been running around, very busy, and hasn't eaten a lot of food that suits her appetite. She must have lost weight.

Mr. Z smiled and said: "Then I didn't pay attention."

Xiao Shuwei shrugged: "Okay."

Probably because she has been with foreigners for a long time, now Xiao Shuwei has also learned a lot of tricks from Westerners.

In fact, Xiao Shuwei also felt that Mr. Z was a little different.

He looked a little darker than before, but healthier this way.He turned out to be too white, so white that he was sickly, as if he had never seen the sun in his life.

In addition, his attire, ahem, suits him quite well.

I usually see him in casual clothes a lot, but Xiao Shuwei is not used to seeing him in such a suit suddenly.

Suddenly seeing Mr. Z in a handsome attire appearing at the door, Xiao Shuwei suddenly felt that his heart missed half a beat, and the words he wanted to say slipped to his mouth and swallowed them back.

Fortunately, during the meal just now, the two of them got along quite naturally, otherwise Xiao Shuwei thought that her social phobia had flared up again, "Manual goodbye

In addition, the shirt on his body is really good. It is well tailored, elegant and generous, which has raised Mr. Z's appearance to a new level.

While cutting the steak, Xiao Shuwei stared at Mr. Z's collar for a moment, and an image of dismantling a men's shirt began to appear in her mind.

#On Tailor's Occupational Disease#
(End of this chapter)