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Xiaomeng looked at the man's suit trouser pockets with great envy, "What's wrong with your men's trouser pockets? You can even fit a beverage bottle in them. Look at our women's suit trousers, they're even wide-legged, it's hard to even put a cell phone in them."

"Don't you ladies all carry handbags? Of course you don't need huge pockets. We men don't like carrying backpacks. How can we carry our phones and keys if the pockets aren't big enough?"

"Is your pocket just a little big? It can fit a beverage bottle in it. I don't care, next time I'm going to ask Old Bear to make me suit pants with big pockets."

The conversation between the two was a bit childish, which disillusioned Xiaomeng's elite employees. This wasn't quite the image of a boss that Nami had in mind. Boss, please prioritize work.

Nami pointed to a group of people, "Boss, that big boss over there in the red suit is the brand founder. Let's go over and say hello."

Xiaomeng saw the old man taking pictures with a very tall and beautiful white girl on each arm. The girls' dresses were very revealing.

As soon as one pair of girls went downstairs, another pair rushed up to talk to the old man and take pictures.

Xiao Meng was immediately a little unhappy. Xiao Tang noticed this and said to Na Mei, "Let's wait a bit. This old gentleman is busy. Let's go inside and find the designer first."

Nami was a little confused. "Designer Rio? The show is about to start, he's busy backstage, he probably doesn't have time."

Xiao Tang didn't mind. "It's okay, it's okay. Let's go over first. He'll be free soon. Don't worry about us. Go and do your own thing. We can handle the socializing."

"Alright, boss, your seat number is B3. You can take your seat in ten minutes." After saying that, Nami squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

Xiao Tang deliberately led Xiao Meng to squeeze to the wall, and the two walked along the side, observing the scene of fame and fortune in the middle of the hall as they went. The men were all dressed in suits and ties, and the women were all in light dresses. There were also some women who were dressed more warmly, but none of them were crowding under the spotlight.

Because the scene was even noisier than a vegetable market, Xiao Tang spoke loudly next to Xiao Meng's ear, "See? I told you to wear more clothes. Those who wear less are just trying to stand out, and they're easy targets for groping."

However, in Xiaomeng's opinion, those beauties were no pushovers either. They tried their best to show off their figures, looking ambitious and not afraid of being groped at all.

Well, they're just getting what they want, okay? Xiaomeng didn't really want to comment. In her subconscious, she thought Europeans and Americans were more open-minded.

Once backstage, there were fewer people around, only one or two groups of photographers. The rest were models and tailors.

Someone is doing makeup on the model, applying gold leaf to her face and inserting flower hairpins. Someone is using scissors to sew threads onto the model.

It's true; almost every model here has at least one tailor by their side. Judging by the tireless needlework, they seem to be finalizing the garments.

Is there enough time? The show is about to start, and those people are still sewing with needles and thread.

Is this the foreign version of last-minute cramming? Xiaomeng was worried for them after seeing this.

As a Chinese boss, Xiaomeng felt a chill for the other company's boss when she saw his subordinates and employees acting so hastily.

"Alan, you're here?" A tall, handsome white man inside spotted Xiao Tang and waved to him from afar.

What's going on? This foreigner seems to know Xiao Tang very well. He gave her a warm hug as soon as he came up and kissed her twice on the cheek.

Xiaomeng was so startled that her pupils dilated. Were they really this intimate? She felt like she couldn't even be this natural with her own older sister.

Xiao Tang patted Bai Nan's arm and introduced him to Xiao Meng, saying that this was his friend Jade, who was also the designer of the main show piece. He then introduced Jade to the owner of Mengzhixuan.

Jade's Cantonese was surprisingly good. He greeted Xiaomeng warmly in Cantonese, which startled Xiaomeng for a moment, making her think that the person standing in front of her was a Hong Konger. Fortunately, her Cantonese was decent, so communication was not a problem.

Jade asked Xiaomeng to check if there was anything wrong with the velvet flowers or jewelry on the models, and Xiaomeng naturally said there wasn't. They were about to go on stage, so what could be wrong? Everything was perfect, especially since there were museum assistants backstage; how could there possibly be any mistakes?

Jed was satisfied and told them to wait aside.

Xiao Tang secretly told Xiao Meng that this Jade was the ex-husband of one of her cousins. He was very fond of Eastern culture and very wealthy. She told Xiao Meng to recommend all the beautiful and expensive things to him, as he liked to buy them.

"Your cousin's ex-husband? Isn't this relationship a bit too awkward? And you're being so affectionate with him?" Xiaomeng's habit of feeling awkward for others kicked in again.

"This is nothing. This kind of relationship is very common here. Everyone gets along very well. In the past, during summer vacations, our family often went to their family's resort island. Of course, we still go sometimes now."

My sister and he have a son, who is currently attending primary school in China. They've also discussed getting him Chinese citizenship in the future.

Xiao Tang's introduction left Xiao Meng completely bewildered; foreigners are so open-minded! Suddenly, a question occurred to her, and she looked at Xiao Tang suspiciously.

"This collaboration between Mengzhixuan and their brand, was it your recommendation?"

"I just bought two little trinkets from you as a birthday gift for him, and I also introduced your website to him while I was at it," Xiao Tang said casually. "It's just a velvet flower and an enamel beaded crown."

"Did you buy that enamel beaded crown? That thing is a museum replica, strung with real gold, pearls, and diamonds. You have a good eye for quality. But it's very expensive. I remember only one was made this year, and I had them price it at 1.8 million. Are you that rich now? You can afford such an expensive gift?"

"Anyway, someone will reimburse me. I'm just offering a suggestion." Xiao Tang wasn't embarrassed at all. "It's all business dealings, so I won't go into too much detail. Anyway, we're all basically on the same side."

Since he'd already said that, what could Xiaomeng say? She could only thank him for his help.

When the time came, Xiaomeng was invited to her seat, while Xiaotang, who had no seat, stayed backstage to watch.

Xiaomeng's seat was very close to the stage entrance, which was considered an inside seat, unlike the better seats for celebrities and buyers.

However, this position allows for a very clear view of the model's outfit.

Xiaomeng could see it clearly; this brand actually really likes to use silk fabrics, and many of their clothes shimmer with the unique pearlescent sheen of silk. Of course, their workmanship is also very luxurious, with many hand-pleated details and hand-beaded details.

Xiaomeng also saw many embroidered flowers, which were Suzhou embroidery. She even suspected that they had purchased the embroidery pieces from China.

Gold thread earrings, diamond bouquets, headpieces, velvet flowers—Xiaomeng saw many familiar products. Of course, not everything on display was from them; probably about half. She wondered what brands the other jewelry was from.

Their tailors even sewed the velvet flowers directly onto the clothing; the delicate, elegant, gradient-dyed little peony and chubby bird stood gracefully on the mannequin's shoulder.

Xiaomeng had heard that haute couture garments couldn't be washed, and now she was starting to believe it. Since the silk velvet flowers were meant to be unwashable, it made perfect sense for them to blend seamlessly with the haute couture gown.

Xiaomeng also saw a model holding a lacquered folding fan with mother-of-pearl inlaid ribs as a prop. There was also a miniature pavilion-style palace lantern with silver and gold gilding, the handle of which had been removed, and the model walked around the stage, swinging her arms as she hooked the gold chain on the lantern.

Well, its main feature is that it doesn't play by the rules.

Oh well, at least we've gone abroad, so let them do what they want.

The fashion show was a great success, and everyone stood up and applauded enthusiastically. Xiaomeng stood up too.

Xiao Meng vaguely heard the buyer sitting next to her say to her assistant with a satisfied look, "Finally, we've seen something of value. I'm sick of those shows that call themselves haute couture using only a few pieces of fabric."

It seems everyone was very satisfied with the show.

After the models finished their final runway walk, all the backstage designers and tailors came to the front to take their bows. Xiaomeng saw her manager, Mr. Luo, standing in the crowd, looking very excited.

This is the prestige of our partners! These highlights must be captured on film; we'll need them for future promotions.

Xiaomeng saw her employees taking pictures frantically below, and she thought the planning department would come up with a set of promotional strategies, which would give them a clear sales focus for next month.