Chapter 230

At the stairs on the second floor, a graceful woman came out, about more than 30 but less than 40 years old, but she was well maintained.

Wine red long hair slightly curled and scattered on both sides, wearing a red dress, tightly hooped on the body, showing the richness of the woman.

With a smile on his face, he walked down the stairs.

"The Lord of the city of LISIS must not be in good health." Fang Hao looked at the lady of the city Lord who walked slowly, and his heart had reached a conclusion.

But it's not right to think about it.

You can rely on medicine to change your physical fitness. The city of LISIS is so big that it shouldn't be a problem to buy some medicine to supplement your body.

Well, then, the city Lord will be happy.

"Is everyone here?" The city Lord's wife asked.

Glancing at the crowd, he finally fell on Fang Hao in the corner.

Everyone looked down, only he looked up at himself.

Fang Hao realized that his eyes were found. He smiled awkwardly and pretended to watch the decoration in the hall.

"Madam, everyone is here." The servant answered softly.

"Yes." The wife of the city Lord walked to the front of the hall, stepped lightly onto the high platform and said to the following people: "before winter comes, I will represent lissis to the Federal Parliament. You are a famous cloth merchant in the city. I hope you can produce satisfactory works. Similarly, the selected cloth merchant will be duty-free for one year in the shops in the city."

After the city Lord's wife said a word, all the cloth merchants below showed an eager look.

Whether it is to produce works that satisfy the wife of the city lord or to have the tax exemption qualification in the city for one year, it is an important thing for businessmen doing business in the city.

If the wife of the city Lord attends the Parliament and wears her own dress, she will virtually make an advertisement for herself.

Business will not be a problem for a few years.

It is more likely to make their stores famous in other cities and expand more business.

"Well, let's start. You don't want to wait until midnight to go back to rest." Said the Lord's wife.

"Start, the first 'Weston cloth line'." Said the servant.

A man with a big belly came out with a smile and took out his own design manuscript and the ready clothing model.

"Mrs. Rebecca, this is our newly designed dress' Rose Knight ', which is made of..."

Men talk freely, from raw materials to their own design ideas.

As well as the meaning contained in the name, it tells a long story about this red dress.

Then, the second shop came on. This was a somewhat feminine man. He walked with a light swing between his waist and crotch. If he didn't have an eight skimmed beard, Fang Hao thought he was a woman disguised as a man.

After the introduction of the feminine man, the wife of the city Lord nodded unconsciously, seemingly satisfied.

Then there is the third, the fourth, showing up in turn.

"Choose a dress and make such a big battle." Fang Hao covered his stomach and asked softly.

It's like a commercial bid, but only to choose a dress.

These people are really free.

"All cloth merchants prepare every year and are selected. Their business can double in recent years." Tavik explained in a low voice.

Choosing dresses has become a tradition of cloth merchants.

Even if you lose the election today, you should immediately prepare for next year when you go back, so as to take back what you have lost in one fell swoop.

This has also become the focus of cloth merchants to compete with each other. Sales are no longer important. Being recognized by Mrs. Rebecca has become the goal of the industry.

As long as Mrs. Rebecca chooses, ladies and celebrities from all powerful circles will come to this shop this year.

Business is doubling.

"Have you ever been chosen?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

"Well, still trying, still trying..." Tavik said, wiping his sweat.

"This year, we risked our lives. You are the hope of the whole village."

Tavik's sweat was more intense, "try your best, try your best."

Seeing this scene, Fang Hao also knew to hang. Tavik had no confidence in himself after reading the first few designs.

It seems that this year is also a Participation Award.

Soon, we arrived at tavik.

He walked up with his work and his entourage and began to show the dress he designed for the wife of the city Lord.

The colors of brown and blue, girdle and fluffy skirt are also very good-looking.

But all the works are similar, except for different modifications in color, embroidery and lace.

There is no bold breakthrough.

Until tavik saluted and came back, the city Lord's wife didn't have any expression and continued to watch the introduction of the next cloth merchant.

"How's it going?" Fang Hao asked.

"Work hard next year." Tavik sighed.

Fang Hao thought for a moment and said, "can you draw that design?"

It refers to the design draft in the hands of cloth merchants, which outlines the figure's body shape and clothing shape on paper.

"Yes."

"Then draw one for me, and my firm will participate." Fang Hao said.

"Do you also have a business?"

"It's just established. It's called bone cloth shop. Come on, according to what I said."

They put their heads together. Tavik opened the toolkit and began to draw according to Fang Hao's introduction.

Time goes by.

On the stone platform, Mrs. Rebecca looked at the following cloth merchants, but she was disappointed. These are famous cloth merchants in the city and surrounding cities, but none of them can produce works to her satisfaction.

She needs to represent the city of lissis in parliament, which is also a time to highlight the interests of urban development.

Dressing seems to be just a comparison of appearance, but it can best show the development state of a city.

No matter on any occasion, people's first impression is particularly important.

However, the designs submitted by these people this year are no different from those in previous years.

Pile up some valuable cloth and press a gorgeous and profound story.

Every year, even though I'm used to it, I'm still disappointed.

When Rebecca wanted to choose a past that could be said, she suddenly saw two people in the crowd whispering with their heads down.

It's the young man who just looked directly at himself.

Now everyone looks up at the introduction on the stand. What does he study with his head down?

How he always behaves contrary to others.

When the last cloth dealer finished his introduction, he went on.

Everyone looked at the mayor's wife and waited for her to choose the cloth shop selected today.

Just under everyone's eyes, the lady of the city Lord stretched out her hand and said, "are you also a cloth merchant? Do you have any works?"

Everyone looked in the direction pointed, and saw that Fang Hao had just raised his head.

Fang Hao coughed softly, pinched the orchid finger, and said in a voice: "madam, I'm a cloth merchant, and I also brought today's works."

Originally, he wanted to introduce his works normally.

It can be found that after the introduction of two somewhat feminine men, the wife of the city Lord unconsciously nodded, which made Fang Hao temporarily decide to give up his dignity and sacrifice for art.

To show this form.

"Since you are also a cloth merchant, come up and talk about it. You don't want to go back like this, do you?" Said Rebecca.

"Yes, madam mayor." Fang Hao took his design manuscript and came out while twisting his waist.

The action is exaggerated, so that everyone can't bear to look directly at it.

Only Fang Hao himself, acting more and more vigorously, and the orchid finger swings gently.

Fang Hao boarded the stone platform and took out his own design draft.

The design draft adopts four grid screen design.

It is to divide a piece of paper vertically into two halves. On the left is the overall clothing design, while on the right is divided into three small grids on average.

The first is jewelry, necklaces and earrings, the second is belt pendant, and the third is silk stockings and high heels.

After showing the picture to everyone, Rebecca embroidered her eyebrows and finally saw a different one.

"Cough! Clothes are never single, just like a person's face. If you give him a good facial features, but you are equipped with an eight pointed beard, you will look very strange."

"Hum!" A cold hum came from the audience.

More people, however, lowered their heads and snickered.

"So I made a whole match, from dress to jewelry, even socks and shoes, in order to set off a third of Mrs. Rebecca's beauty." Fang Hao said with assurance.

The dress on the design drawing does not adopt a wide landing skirt like others.

In terms of design, it is bold. The blue off shoulder dress and the front and rear asymmetric design at the skirt highlight women's large and long legs and the sense of hierarchy.

From the front, it is a short skirt that only reaches the root of the thigh, which can show all the thighs.

At the back is an irregularly spliced pattern skirt, which falls directly to the ground and extends to the back.

This.

The audience was quiet.

Everyone stared at the design displayed by the strange man on the stage.

This is no longer a good-looking problem.

You let the city Lord's wife wear such a short skirt, which is shorter than those women who make a living in the tavern.

What's the meaning of this?

"Go and get the bronze mirror." Fang Hao said to the servant on one side.

The latter looked at the wife of the city Lord and saw him nod slightly, so he did the bronze mirror in the corner.

"Mrs. Rebecca, please stand in front of the mirror." Fang Hao said.

Rebecca is actually a little moved. After all, this is the most innovative and boldest design she has ever seen.

In Fang Hao's voice, he stood up involuntarily and walked to the opposite side of the bronze mirror.

Fang Hao smiled and put the design to one side so that Rebecca could see herself in the mirror and the design in her hand.

One by one, compared with the introduction, "the collar adopts the strapless off shoulder design, which can set off the bony clavicle and your beautiful neck line."

The design draft is put on the waist again, "here, you can fully show your graceful posture."

Continue to put it in the leg position, "madam, the hem design is enough to outline your sexy curve. I have been engaged in fashion design for so many years and have never seen such beautiful legs as you."

Some explicit praise made Rebecca feel hot.

How could the young man say so? He praised his whole body in front of so many people.

With a deep breath, Rebecca sat back in her seat and began to think.

There is really no breakthrough in dress design these years. Even if they are allowed to design for two years, I'm afraid they still have those styles.

Looking around everyone, his eyes finally fell on Fang Hao, "what's your name?"

"Fang Hao, Mrs. Rebecca." Fang Hao still held his voice.

"You're also a cloth merchant? What's the name of the store?"

"Bone cloth shop."

Everyone was stunned. What's the name.

It doesn't look like a living man.

"OK, I'll order your bone fabric shop this year, but the position of the skirt needs to be lengthened." Said Rebecca.

All the cloth merchants under the stage looked helpless. They lost to a boy who suddenly jumped out.

The losers have nothing to say. The other party's design does have some defects, but they can be modified later, but on the whole, they are more innovative and bold than them.

It doesn't matter if you lose this time. You also learned new typesetting methods and bold skirt design from each other.

I will use it next year, and then these will be my own.

"OK, Mrs. Rebecca, some details can be agreed at that time." Fang Hao said.

Rebecca nodded slightly and said, "well, the people of bone cloth shop stay. The rest go back first. Your business is still normal in the city. Don't worry about it."

"Yes, Mrs. Rebecca." The rest saluted and withdrew from the hall.

Even tavik withdrew from the hall and waved to him at the door.

It means waiting for him at the door.

In the hall, only Fang Hao, Rebecca and several female servants were left.

"How long has your cloth shop been running?" Asked Rebecca.

"A century old store, immortal inheritance." Fang Hao answered softly, his voice was a little uncomfortable.

"Which city do you live in? I haven't heard of it before?" Rebecca continued, interested in the young man in front of her.

He doesn't have the compliments of businessmen, and he is strange to the rules here.

"To the north of prur, he followed tavik merchants to LISIS for the first time." Fang haorushi said.

Rebecca nodded and continued, "I'm very satisfied with the design of the dress. Do you need me to contact the jeweler to make the rest of the jewelry and the white stockings?"

Fang Hao's plan is a complete set, which belongs to head-to-toe packaging.

The clothes can be fixed. What about the others.

Time waits for no man.

"No, I will complete all these. As long as Mrs. Rebecca provides me with detailed body data, I will also provide jewelry and silk stockings." Fang Hao directly took all the things on himself.

This surprised Rebecca even more and stressed, "are you sure you can do all this?"

"Of course, I won't joke with you here."

"Well, come over tomorrow morning and give you the data. I hope you won't let me down." Rebecca said solemnly.

Fang Hao smiled and nodded and watched Rebecca climb the second floor.

Go out of the city hall.

Tavik was still waiting outside the door.

"Well, have we talked?" Tavik asked anxiously.

"It's settled. Come and get the size tomorrow." Fang Hao said as he walked out.

"You really succeeded, my God."

They boarded the carriage and rushed to their residence together.

On the way, tavik kept reading some details of the design drawings.

……

The next day, morning.

After lunch, Fang Hao came to the city master's mansion again.

After indicating his intention, a maid took him directly to the second floor.

The maid gently buttoned the door. "Madam, Mr. Fang Hao is here."

"Let him in."

"Please, sir." The maid opened the door and motioned Fang Hao to enter.

Entering the room, golden wheat awns sprinkled on the ground from the window.

In the middle of the room, on the gray blue sofa, lying naked Rebecca, a blue blanket, covering important parts of the body.

Next to the sofa, there was a half painted oil painting with wet paint.

Seeing Fang Hao's eyes straightened, Rebecca's eyebrows wrinkled in an instant.

"Cough! Mrs. Rebecca, your routine is very easy to wrinkle. If you want to keep your skin young, you should rest on time." Fang Hao came in with his voice and his waist twisted.

Rebecca stretched her eyebrows again and stretched herself out on the sofa.