Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 77
Hua Xueli entered the embroidery workshop, while Nan Xing had already left.

Standing in the embroidery workshop, Hua Xueli looked towards Wuyao whose back was facing her.

Hua Xueli always felt that the voice just now was inexplicably familiar.

Especially the Fifth Embroidery Boss, whose back was facing her, whose exquisite curves always made her overlap with a certain figure in her mind.

But she knew that it was impossible for a lowly ordinary person like Wu Yao to be the boss of Wu Wuxiu, the darling of the fashion industry.

What qualifications does such a sparrow have to be compared with Boss Fifth Embroidery?

Comparing the two is simply a personal insult to the fifth boss.

Fifth Yao hugged the white cat and turned her back to Hua Xueli. In front of her, a hand-embroidered picture of mountains and rivers came into view.

While stroking the white cat's hair, Fifth Yao's cold and charming voice sounded: "You want to order a cheongsam, for whom?"

Hua Xueli was falling into the thinking of her own world, Wu Yao's sudden voice frightened her into a shudder.

For a moment, the fifth boss's voice seemed to have penetrating power, directly hitting the depths of her soul, making her shudder.

Looking straight at Wuyao's graceful figure, Hua Xueli restrained herself, thinking it was an illusion caused by her concentration.

"For the elderly in the family." After answering Wuyao's question, Hua Xueli looked around the huge embroidery workshop, where all kinds of fabrics and needlework were dazzling, which dazzled her.

"Not long after, it will be her [-]th birthday, and she likes the fifth embroidered cheongsam the most.

As a junior, I want to customize a cheongsam suitable for her elderly, and present it on her [-]th birthday to make her happy. "

After listening to Hua Xueli's narration, Fifth Yao slowly turned around holding the white cat, with a charming figure and elegant demeanor, "Sit."

Looking at the seat beside her, Hua Xueli smiled and said, "Thank you."

The boss of the Fifth Embroidery, as the rumors said, never showed his face to others, he wore a mask and was mysterious.

Looking at the front, Hua Xueli completely dispelled the idea that the person in front of her was similar to Wen Tao's wife Wu Wuyao.

Not to mention that they are not the same person, but in terms of body, manner, speech, words and deeds, they are not comparable to Wu Wuyao.

Nan Xing came in from the outside, served tea and snacks, then quietly retreated, waiting outside the door for orders.

The white cat nestled lazily in Wuyao's arms, drowsy, took a sip of tea, and Wuyao's voice was as cold as water: "Wuwuxiu accepts your custom-made cheongsam."

Before Hua Xueli could be happy for too long, Wuyao's condition came out slowly.

"However..." Putting down the teacup, Wuyao looked at Hua Xueli through the mask, with a cold and charming voice: "You have to be mentally prepared, the price of your customized cheongsam is not cheap."

The most important thing Hua Xueli lacks is money, and before she came, she already knew that the production of the fifth embroidered cheongsam was expensive.

After listening to Fifth Yao's words, Hua Xueli smiled softly: "Money is not a problem, as long as Fifth Boss accepts custom-made cheongsams, I can pay any price."

As she said that, to show her sincerity, Hua Xueli took out an exquisite black box from her expensive bag.

"It's a birthday gift for the old man, please take care of the fifth boss."

Hua Xueli opened the black box, and there was a one-carat diamond lying inside.

This wave of operations is really too low.

As the darling of the fashion industry, the owner of Fifth Embroidery, Wuyao has never seen any diamonds before, only one carat, which is too stingy.

Without looking at the diamond Hua Xueli took out, Wuyao took a pen and paper, wrote a price and threw it to Hua Xueli.

Serving tea to moisten the throat, the voice was cold and distant: "You have a look."

Hua Xueli picked up the price list, even though she had already prepared herself psychologically, she was still stunned when she saw the price of Fifth Day.

200 million cheongsams, take advantage of the fire!

(End of this chapter)