"Our brand is willing!"
Shen Ruojing turned her head abruptly and saw a Chinese brand that custom-made dresses stand out.
Their brand logo was a Yulan magnolia, and their brand name was Yafang. The dresses they brought included qipaos, modernized Han-style clothing, as well as classic-styled gowns.
After looking at Yafang, the pupils of Lada's manager contracted. "Are you guys from Yafang crazy? You…"
Before she could finish her words, she was dragged out by the security guards!
Yafang's manager was a 40-year-old lady. She walked up to Shen Ruojing and said with gentleness and grace, "Hello, Madam Shen. You're a great standard for Eastern beauties, and your disposition also falls in with our brand's ideologies. We would like to customize a gown for you. What do you think about it?"
Shen Ruojing nodded. "Sure."
Yafang's manager nodded.
