I thought back when she was in charge of the rebels and was invincible on the battlefield, she didn't dare to be arrogant and complacent. I didn't expect that people in this dynasty only had a superficial knowledge or even a superficial understanding, but their tails were raised to the sky!
"Flying embroidery, also known as twelve needles, is named because it requires twelve embroidery needles to fly at the same time."
Bai Qingluo walked to the shelf with fabrics aside and selected two pieces of fabric. "Flying embroidery requires high skills from the embroiderer, and even higher requirements for fabrics. In ancient times, only Shu satin could barely bear it. And the soft yarn you marked in the picture,
Let alone flying embroidery, even the inferior double-sided embroidery cannot bear it."
After hearing these professional words, not only the people in the neon clothing department were dumbfounded, but even Wen Yu was stunned.
When Mr. Luo was plotted by Bai Qingluo and was "forced" to marry her, he investigated all her information in detail.
She is the youngest daughter of the Bai family. She is doted on by her parents and two older brothers. She has been spoiled and overbearing since she was a child, and has never done anything serious.
Although I enrolled in financial management in college, I didn’t even attend a few classes. My daily hobbies, apart from shopping, were drinking and dancing with a group of friends. I had never done anything decent in my life.
"Mr. Luo, when did Miss Bai know so much about ancient costumes?" Wen Yu was very curious.
"I want to know too." Luo Yanchen looked at Bai Qingluo with interest, "It seems that your work ability is not satisfactory!"
Wen Yu choked, "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo."
He originally thought that Bai Qingluo was just a spoiled little princess who could see through her at a glance.
Who knew it could be hidden so deeply!
"You...you are just making it up!" The designer was still not convinced. She felt that Bai Qingluo was deliberately attacking her just to gain a foothold in Nishang.
What about twelve stitches of flying embroidery? When she looked up the embroidery method of flying embroidery on the Internet, there was no such thing as twelve stitches of flying embroidery, and there was also a saying that it could only be used on Sichuan satin.
This Baiqingluo must be nonsense!
Thinking of this, she felt emboldened, "You sound like you know it very well, so do you dare to compare me with the twelve-stitch flying embroidery you mentioned? Let's see who is right?"
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She had been practicing flying embroidery stitches with an online blogger for a long time, just to make herself famous at the press conference.
Compared with her, Bai Qingluo's broken vase has no chance of winning!
Hearing her suggestion of a competition, Bai Qingluo frowned.
She can hold swords, guns, swords and halberds, but embroidery needles... are not her strong point.
Regarding embroidery, she had heard about it from her two sisters-in-law, who were both ladies of the family, before she left the government.
Seeing her frowning and not responding, the designer became even more arrogant, "What? Don't you dare?"
"It turns out that Miss Bai just had a mouth for nothing!"
"Wu Mo, please stop saying a few words." Lin Shuang stood up to smooth things over at this time, "I'm sorry, Miss Bai. Wu Mo is a designer we hired from abroad with a high salary. Even Mr. Luo is very sure of her professionalism.
Ability, so..."
Bai Qingluo didn't look very good when she heard that Luo Yanchen actually recognized someone with such strength.
Is it because she overestimates that man? Or does it mean that this dynasty has lower requirements for capable people?
This is good, she will be able to have more say in the future.
"Then it seems that his and I have different requirements." Bai Qingluo lowered her eyes and said in a calm voice, "Since it is a competition, there should naturally be some advantages."
Seeing her promise, Wu Mo smiled happily and said, "Okay, if I win, you will leave Mr. Luo and get out of the Luo Group. If you wake up, I will do whatever you want!"
Luo Yanchen stood outside the door. When he heard these words, his face darkened.
He knew that most of the female employees in Rockwell had more or less fantasies about him.
In front of the entire company, he also asked his bodyguards to throw a woman out of the Gu family who had unwanted thoughts about him.
He thought this would at least give those women some rest, but he didn't expect that this man named Wu Mo would dare to use him as a bet!
As soon as Wen Yu saw his face, he knew that Luo Yanchen was really angry. He stretched out his hand to push the door open. This person named Wu Mo could not stay.
Unexpectedly, as soon as my hand landed on the handle of the glass door, I heard a sonorous female voice coming from inside, "Yes!"
Wen Yu's hand slipped and his arm hit the door panel, making a sound.
Everyone in the office looked over, and their expressions changed when they saw Luo Yanchen.
Especially Wu Mo, whose face was ashen as death.
Bai Qingluo, on the other hand, had no change in her expression, but there was a subtle disappointment in her eyes as she looked at Luo Yanchen.
"Mr. Luo..." Lin Shuang came over to open the door, "You're here just in time. Miss Bai and Wu Mo just set up a competition, and you can be the referee."
"Okay." Luo Yanchen nodded in agreement.
He also wanted to see what kind of skill Bai Qingluo's twelve-stitch flying embroidery was.
Twelve needles running at the same time must be very spectacular.
Wen Yu raised his wrist to check the time, "But we had an appointment with Mr. Gu at 4:30, so it's almost time now..."
Luo Yanchen frowned.
"Let's wait for tomorrow, there is no Shu satin here." Bai Qingluo's voice sounded faintly, without any guilt.
But everyone felt that she had a guilty conscience and wanted to delay time?
But what's the use of procrastinating for a day?
It won't be as embarrassing then.
"Then I will give you one more day. I hope Miss Bai will not make other excuses tomorrow."
"rest assured."
Nishang's mess could not be solved in one day. She was originally worried about how to establish her authority, but Wu Mo unexpectedly presented the opportunity to her.
She had seen the clothes they had made before. Although the embroidery work was exquisite, they lacked charm. What's more, it seemed that Wu Mo was not familiar with flying embroidery, so this was her chance.
"You still have work to go out," Bai Qingluo turned around and prepared to leave, "You just happened to give me a ride."
"Where are you going?"
"Looking for Shu Satin."
Luo Yanchen nodded, "Let's go."
The three of them left Nishang, went down to the parking lot, and got in the car.
As soon as the car drove out of the parking lot, it was stopped.
"Brother." Luo Yanyu was carrying a black schoolbag. The eighteen-year-old boy was wearing a blue and white sportswear. He was refreshing, clean, and handsome.
Bai Qingluo couldn't help but take another look.
"Why are you here?" Luo Yanchen glanced at the time on his watch. He should still be in class at this time.
Luo Yanyu tightened the strap of her schoolbag, "Grandpa sent someone to pick me up and said we should go back to the old house for dinner in the evening."
He glanced at Bai Qingluo, with a hint of worry in his expression, "Second sister is back. I heard about Nishang and asked her...sister-in-law to go back with her."
Bai Qingluo corresponded to the person he just mentioned in her mind. The old man of the Luo family was rigid and serious, and he always looked down on the original person.
Luo Yanyu's second sister, Luo Yanchen's eldest sister, Luo Yanjing, has always regarded her eldest brother as her idol and feels that she is not worthy of her eldest brother.
The most important thing is that she and Luo Yanchen's childhood sweethearts are good best friends. Is he calling her by name specifically to vent his anger on his best friend?