Chapter 887 Palace-level master - an old man from a F country

Ai Meng glared at the "Teaching Director" with her nose facing the sky, picked up Sister Xi's clothes, and carefully brushed the dust on it.

Their dresses are clothes, isn’t it?

And if you look at her, her sister's private clothing fabric is also very powerful, even better than that dress. The reason why the dress is amazing is that it has valuable diamonds as a foil, but her sister's private clothing does not have any gorgeous accessories.

The "Dean of Teaching" noticed Ai Meng's actions and sneered in his heart.

I don’t know what those assistants who have never seen the world are nervous about a torn dress.

What she didn't know even more was why their O.G senior executives gave such an important dress to such an uneducated female star.

You should know that today is the first appearance of this dress. Just as it has been confirmed, three well-known overseas fashion magazines have come to attend today's press conference for this dress.

If it weren't for this dress, the crew of "Qingqiu Jue" really thought they could have such a great face?

This is the exclusive authorized work of O·G's biggest investment this year - the exclusive authorized work of Mr. Matthew, the chief disciple of the hall-level designer Master Joey...!!!

This is what I gave to a newcomer who had just become popular.

The dressmaker replied in a low voice, "Yes, Miss Su, that's indeed a top master!"

As for who Master Joey is, she has not introduced it again, because... as long as you are in the entertainment industry, no one has never heard of the name of this master, no one has never heard of this master's name.

"Swish-!" The four staff members' eyes were neatly shot at Ai Meng.

Dandan smiled wickedly, "And Miss Su is pregnant and is pregnant with our investor's child. It is normal for her to be more expensive."

allergy??

The material is not good??

What a joke is this???

Aiyan pulled her sister, but the little clever Ai Meng walked over her and directly responded to the "dean director" with her mouth - "A brief!"

She used her upbringing to restrain herself, so she could barely maintain her superficial decency.

It was Pei Xi who replied.

Su Ji glanced at the outside without any hesitation.

Outside the screen, the other three staff members deeply agreed with their boss's words, and Zhu Yiyi and Dandan became excited.

Ai Meng angrily squeezed her hands, "..."

If the station and traffic are everything?

It's so shameless!

The dressmaker poked his head out from behind the screen and asked the "Dean of Teaching" to hand the dress in. The "Dean of Teaching" took the dress out of the box seriously and spoke at the same time, with a very arrogant tone, "Be careful, don't break it."

It just so happened that people wanted to pick things up but couldn't grasp the handle. Aiyan and Ai Meng looked at each other and felt really frustrated.

"Yes, yes," Dandan smiled, "You will know if you are a street stall product just by saying it~"

The cell phone she put aside shocked.

"Ah, by the way," she sneered, "Maybe you don't know Mr. Matthew, so I'll help you with some science. Mr. Matthew is the best in the international fashion circle today. He was selected as the most promising designer by Harper's Bazaar in the last quarter because he is... the chief disciple of the palace-level clothing master Joey!"

Damn it.

The anger that the "teacher director" suppressed was instantly rekindled.

The "Dean of Teaching" expressed satisfaction with their expression of aphrodisiac.

These snobs!

At the same time, Su Ji in the screen raised his eyes to the costumer, "Is the Joey they are talking about from Country F?"

Su Ji was changing clothes with the dressmaker and didn't pay much attention to the outside, but Ai Meng became less convinced the more she thought about it. She secretly grinded her little fangs and deliberately asked inside the screen, "Sister Ji, you must see if you have allergic clothes. If the material is not good, it will be bad!"

Her words just sounded like a kind reminder, but in fact they were adding fuel to the anger of the "dean's director".

"Please help me get my phone," Su Ji was inconvenient to move at the moment. She said to the costumer politely.

But since the "Dean of Teaching" and the others came in, they didn't see that Su Ji was a little grateful to them. They just had the attitude of doing anything and doing anything. It really made the "Dean of Teaching" feel uncomfortable no matter how they read it.

For this kind of clothing, its value is no longer just the number on the label. From the exclusive authorization of Master Joey's chief disciple, this dress has become the focus of attention in the top foreign fashion circles.

The most shameful thing about "teacher director" is the kind of thing in the entertainment industry. He was indignant when he heard this and directly replied, "I won't even be allergic to wearing such street stalls, and I won't be much more expensive!"

Although she was holding a gun and stick when she said, "Be careful, don't break it." The scale happened to be at the critical point.

"Your dresses are the street stalls!" Ai Meng broke free from Aiyan's pulling. She had to fight for her breath if she didn't fight for steamed buns. When Sister Xi hired them, she said that their first priority was to ensure that their artists could not be bullied and that they didn't have to worry about anything else.

Zhu Yiyi spoke considerately, "Mengmeng, why don't you tell me what brand of Miss Su's clothes are so that you can avoid being misunderstood."

"So," she said arrogantly, "and said that your artist's clothes are not street stall goods?"

Please, as Master Joey’s most proud apprentice, how can Mr. Matthew’s works not be paid attention to?

And if this dress can now fall on Su Ji, it will give her a lot of face.

The dressmaker was stunned for a moment, "Ah, OK."

At this moment, Zhu Yiyi seized the opportunity and reminded meaningfully, "You may not understand that Miss Su... is the fiancée of the biggest investor in our drama."

Aiyan, Ai Meng looked at each other and couldn't speak.

As he said that, he gave a look in the direction behind the screen.

"Do you say O·G is a street stall product?" "The Director of the Teaching" was so angry that his smile was distorted. "This little assistant, you are so ridiculous. Not to mention the brand effect of O·G, today's dress is the work of Mr. Matthew!"

Later, the design draft, the press conference...every process was noticed.

"Oh..." Su Ji's eyes fell back to the screen of his phone, and the news that Sister Xi had just returned was shown on it.

If those Yin-Yang dialects just now could barely be covered in a seemingly normal tone, this sentence would not work. The atmosphere in the dressing room instantly dropped to freezing point, and a sound was heard in the screen. The costumer stopped helping Su Ji to organize his clothes and smiled at her awkwardly.

Sister Xi: I really know about your clothes.

Sister Xi: Huaihuai didn’t tell you on purpose, because there is really no brand, he specially customized it with a designer.

Sister Xi: Joey, have you heard of it? An old man from F.

Sister Xi: He made your clothes himself...
Chapter completed!