The female anchor of the group broadcast and the top-ranked rich boss

Li Yiyan, who was walking in front, clearly felt that someone was following him. In fact, he had already guessed who it was. He turned his head slightly and saw that it was indeed the case.

Ji Muzhi was also very good at finding opportunities, and had been paying close attention to Li Yiyan's every move. The moment he saw Li Yiyan slightly tilt his head, he quickly quickened his pace and walked forward, walking side by side with Li Yiyan.

As they walked, he couldn't wait to say, "I don't have anything to do anyway, so I'll go with you. I have a better aesthetic than you, and maybe I can help you with some advice."

Ji Muzhi's real purpose was instantly revealed by Li Yiyan: "Are you sure you're not going there to gossip? You want to know from me who she is."

Seeing that Ji Muzhi had not found a good excuse, he changed his strategy instantly.

He began to act shamelessly, "If you don't take me with you, then forget about going. Anyway, I'm going to follow you today."

At this time, the two had already walked downstairs of the company. The driver had already parked the car aside and was waiting respectfully. The moment Li Yiyan opened the car door, Ji Muzhi flashed and got into the car.

Helplessly, Li Yiyan looked at Ji Muzhi who was already sitting in the car and had to follow him in.

After all, he had already made an appointment with the designer, and he was always a very punctual person. If he dragged it with Ji Muzhi for a while longer, he would probably be late.

When the car started, Ji Muzhi stopped pretending, as he could no longer suppress his gossipy heart.

He asked many questions in a row: "How did you know that female anchor? Why did you give her a high-end dress? Are you in love with her? You..."

Ji Muzhi asked questions one after another, filling the carriage with his voice.

Li Yiyan finally couldn't stand Ji Muzhi's noise anymore. He frowned, pinched his eyebrows, and said threateningly: "If you say another word, I'll throw you out of the car."

If someone else said this, Ji Muzhi might think it was fake, but when Li Yiyan said this, he felt it must be true.

In order to avoid being thrown out of the car, Ji Muzhi kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything for the rest of the time.

Anyway, he was thinking in his mind that there was plenty of time and opportunities today, and there would always be a way to find out what he wanted to know.

The car drove steadily for about half an hour and slowly stopped outside a studio. This was the studio of the high-end designer that Li Yiyan had contacted in advance.

After getting off the car, the two walked into the studio side by side. As soon as they entered, the first thing that caught their eyes was a dazzling array of fabrics in various colors.

In the spacious and bright studio, many advanced sewing equipments are placed in an orderly manner. On the clean and tidy table, there are all kinds of sketches full of creativity and inspiration.

On the clean white walls are hung many beautiful fashion photos of various styles.

This haute couture designer resigned from a big brand and started out on his own.

It’s because the clothes she designs are so breathtakingly beautiful, as if each one comes out of a dream, so they are hard to come by.

Countless female stars in the entertainment industry are vying for the chance to own a dress designed by her, and are even willing to do everything they can to get a dream dress from her.

Because it had been communicated in advance, when the designer saw them, he didn't ask any more questions.

He just smiled and asked, "I remember that Mr. Li wanted a ladies' couture dress, why don't I see any ladies?"

After saying that, the designer looked at Ji Muzhi carefully with a hint of doubt, thinking to himself: This is not a woman. Could it be...

Ji Muzhi looked at the designer's expression as he looked at him, and he guessed what the designer was thinking.

He waved his hands hurriedly and said, "I am a man, I am a man." The look of his anxious explanation seemed a little funny.

At this time, Li Yiyan, who had been silent all the time, asked: "If people don't come, will we be unable to make the dresses?"

The designer nodded and answered seriously: "Well, only with her presence can I measure her exact size and make clothes that best fit her figure and are most suitable for her."

Li Yiyan thought for a moment, frowned, and asked, "If we look at the photo, can we tell the exact size?"

The designer shook his head decisively and explained patiently: "No, because of the angle of the photo or other objective factors, there will be deviations. Deviations in size will affect the final effect and comfort of the dress."

However, the designer quickly came up with a solution: "If she can't be there in person, then you can ask her to measure it herself and then tell me the results. It's the same thing."

Li Yiyan nodded slightly and said simply, "Okay."

Then Li Yiyan walked to the sofa and sat down, took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Yunyun: I may need you to measure your size and send it to me. Because the dress for the guild competition is required. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will buy too big or too small.

At this time, Ji Muzhi, who was sitting next to Li Yiyan, couldn't hold back his curiosity. He really wanted to know what kind of person could make his usually calm brother do this.

Ji Muzhi started talking nonsense: "Show me a picture of her. I'm very good at judging people. I can tell her size with my naked eyes."

Li Yiyan glanced at him calmly, his eyes cold and with a hint of disdain, "You dare to say that I dare not listen, don't I know how much you weigh?"

At this time, Yunyun, who had just come down from the stage, saw the WeChat message Y sent her.

She couldn't help but feel a little strange, thinking to herself: When buying clothes, aren't there sizes X, L, and XL? Why do I need to measure myself?

Although full of doubts, Yunyun still sent her measurements truthfully out of trust in Y.

Coincidentally, Yunyun measures her size every week to see if she has gained weight. Now it comes in handy.

Y quickly replied: OK

Immediately afterwards, Li Yiyan accurately told the designer the dimensions sent by Yunyun.

Next, Li Yiyan and the designer carefully and meticulously discussed many issues regarding the style, color, material, etc. of the clothes.

Ji Muzhi, who was standing aside, looked at Li Yiyan who was concentrating and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It seems that he really put his heart into it.

After all issues have been communicated, the next step is to wait for the clothes to be made.

However, due to time constraints, Li Yiyan did not hesitate to pay more money to let the designer work late to make the dress in order to get it as soon as possible.

After all, according to the normal production cycle, this amount of time is far from enough.

After the two of them came out of the studio and got in the car, Ji Muzhi couldn't help but remind them, "Don't take it too seriously. Haven't you heard a saying? Once the tickets stop, the feelings are zero. Don't get too deeply involved in a relationship that is based on money."

Ji Muzhi's tone was filled with worry and admonition. At first, he thought Li Yiyan was just doing it for fun. But now it seems that he is getting deeper and deeper into trouble.