Zhu Xiaoxiao returned to the cloakroom and picked up the white dress that Yun Niannian had thrown on the ground.
He looked pityful: "I really have no taste. This is Boseman's couture, a unique dress in the world."
Every item in the cloakroom is from the most luxurious haute couture, and any one item can easily cost hundreds of thousands or even millions.
Haute couture is all tailor-made. You can’t buy haute couture at the mall. At most, you can buy ready-to-wear.
Because there was no time, there was a charity party tomorrow, so Teacher Lu asked Yun Niannian to pick it up in the cloakroom.
Unexpectedly, she didn't take a fancy to it.
Zhu Xiaoxiao curled her lips and told Lu Xixin exactly what Yun Niannian had done.
Lu Xixin looked indifferent and didn't take Yun Niannian's matter to heart at all. She just listened to it and let it go.
Zhu Xiaoxiao didn't understand: "Teacher Lu, Yun Niannian has a bad character, why do you want to introduce her to President Luo?"
Lu Xixin said in a nonchalant tone: "If you have a bad temperament, you don't have to delay painting. As long as you don't do evil, it will be fine. Those who engage in art are more emotionally sensitive, which is an advantage. There are no great joys and sorrows in life, ups and downs, how can we create excellence?
work."
Zhu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but twitch her lips. According to what Teacher Lu meant, Yun Niannian's life was full of ups and downs.
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Yun Niannian went to the largest shopping mall nearby, and she had the card given to her by President Luo.
Yun Niannian didn't dare to abuse it, but it was still okay to buy a more expensive dress.
She casually walked into a luxury store that she had never dared approach before.
Just look at the tags on the clothes, five zeros, 100,000.
Yun Niannian's heart was a little trembling, but the card in her hand gave her courage.
She pretended to be calm and looked around, looking at one dress after another, and then she frowned more and more.
It's really strange that the clothes here are so expensive, why don't they look as good as the clothes in Lu Xixin's cloakroom.
There are shortcomings everywhere.
Yun Niannian visited several stores and spent 320,000 before reluctantly choosing a white fishtail skirt that looked good.
However, it was also a fishtail skirt, but this one was far worse than the one she threw on the ground before.
Do expensive clothes not look good?
Yun Niannian is strange.
I bought clothes and a pair of high heels, which cost almost 400,000.
Yun Niannian didn't dare to buy a bag. Although President Luo's family was rich, she was just a disciple and not a real member of the Luo family, so she didn't dare to spend too much.
However, just this 400,000 yuan made Yun Niannian's heart beat wildly.
With this kind of money, she can buy an 80-square-meter house in her hometown.
Yun Nian could not help but regret it.
Oops, why was she so angry with Zhu Xiaoxiao? She could just choose from Lu Xixin's cloakroom, but she actually came out to buy it.
Will the teacher be unhappy after spending so much money?
Yun Niannian took out her mobile phone and called President Luo, with a timid tone: "Teacher, the Lu family doesn't have clothes or shoes that suit me, so I went out to buy them. I'm embarrassed to let the Lu family pay for them."
President Luo didn't care: "Isn't it stuck for you? It doesn't matter if you swipe it."
In order to comfort Yun Niannian, she also said: "Nian Nian is very talented. One day she will be better than the teacher. Then you can buy clothes for the teacher."
Yun Niannian relaxed completely.
At the same time, there was some expectation in my heart.
The teacher said that she was very talented and that one day she would be even better than the teacher.
Thinking of this, Yun Niannian couldn't help but get excited. By then, would she be able to be as condescending as Lu Xixin and find a man like Shen Jiayao?
Completely respect her and love her, unlike Du Beiyuan who despises her.
The more Yun Niannian thought about it, the more excited she became, and the smile on her lips grew bigger and bigger.
Back at Gu's house, Yun Niannian wanted to find Zhu Xiaoxiao and apologize to her. She was indeed too much just now.
"Where's Xiaoxiao?" Yun Niannian asked.
Uncle Gong's tone was respectful and polite: "Xiaoxiao is in the study on the second floor."
Yun Niannian nodded: "I'll go find her."
Yun Niannian thought that Zhu Xiaoxiao would be angry with her, but it turned out that she was not. Zhu Xiaoxiao still smiled at her as before and said it didn't matter.
Yun Niannian was completely relieved and took Zhu Xiaoxiao's hand: "Xiaoxiao, I bought some clothes. Can you help me see if they fit?"
Zhu Xiaoxiao's tone was polite but distant: "Sorry, I still have some things to do. You can ask the servant to look at it for you."
After saying that, he took his hand out of Yun Niannian's hand.
Seeing Zhu Xiaoxiao like this, Yun Niannian was a little confused.
Zhu Xiaoxiao was not like this before. She was cheerful and lively. Every time she went to see her, she was available, would talk to her, and comfort her.
But now Zhu Xiaoxiao's expression is the same as before, and his attitude has not changed, but it makes people feel alienated for no reason.
It was as if they were no longer friends, but just familiar strangers.
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This charity auction can be regarded as a charity event for Haicheng's upper class society. It happens almost every year. The organizer is the Deshan Foundation.
The Deshan Foundation was established by a few ladies from Haicheng's upper class. Since they were all wealthy owners, all the money raised was donated. It has many organizations in Haicheng and even across the country.
well-known.
Big stars come to every auction, there are quite a lot of them, and the media will also follow up. It can be said to be a star-studded event.
The auction will start at 7pm, but everyone will arrive early and there will be a small cocktail party before the auction starts.
Let everyone chat and chat.
At the Lu family, Yun Niannian started to get nervous after lunch. But Lu Xixin took his time and even went to the study to read. Shen Jiayao did not come back and was still at the company.
Yun Niannian was the only one who was worried.
I waited anxiously until two o'clock in the afternoon, but no one was organizing the auction.
Yun Niannian couldn't wait any longer, so she knocked on the door and entered the study.
"Sister Xixin?" She walked in.
Lu Xixin was writing something on the paper. Without raising her head, she asked directly: "What's the matter? Is something wrong?"
Yun Niannian had always been a little worried about Lu Xixin, so she looked at her cautiously and said, "The reception will start at 5:30 in the afternoon. Should we prepare in advance?"
Lu Xixin frowned slightly, wondering: "What are you preparing for?"
Yun Niannian was stunned when asked. Did Sister Xixin simply forget about the auction?
She quickly explained: "The charity auction starts at seven o'clock, and there will be a reception at five-thirty. Don't we need to put on makeup and look? I heard that the media will come."
Thinking that the media would photograph her, Yun Niannian didn't sleep much last night. She was so nervous that she couldn't sleep at night, fearing that she would be laughed at if she did something inappropriate during the day.
She also dug out news about charity auctions held by the Deshan Foundation in previous years to understand the various processes.
I heard that before the reception, there will be a red carpet walk, with media on both sides.
Yun Niannian was walking on the red carpet for the first time. She was afraid that she would not look good and would blink when faced with flashing lights. I heard that celebrities are professionally trained and can maintain their expressions without blinking no matter how many flashing lights they face.
constant.
"This." Lu Xixin finally understood what Yun Niannian was asking. She lowered her head indifferently and said with a calm expression: "It's just an auction. If you have any preparations, we won't go to the reception and will go directly to the VIP channel to participate in the auction.