Quality goods needed no advertising. Instead of waiting, they had taken the initiative to find those who were suitable for them.
With a combination of Spirit's talents, Qin Shengyue's prestige, and the final touch in the form of Qiao Weilan's connections, the probability of winning this gamble was pretty positive.
Ning Xi patted Gong Shangze on the shoulder. "Shangze, your babies have been taken away. Does your heart ache?"
After all, these clothes had all been put together stitch by stitch by him and more than ten professional craftsmen. She remembered that on one of the outfits, just sewing the metallic ornament had taken them seven days.
On the outside, Gong Shangze did not look heavy-hearted. "I trust you, Boss."
Besides, without her, they would not even have existed; she was the real owner of the outfits.
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With Qiao Weilan's help, Ning Xi was much more relieved, so she rushed straight to the set after lunch. For ease of movement, she remained in a male disguise.
