They were specially designing ten sets of costumes for the photobook shoot. What a scale and measure!
But it's indeed costly to shoot a photobook.
Rose was busy working away in front of the sewing machine, sewing a short gown while Xuxu looked on from the side.
Mr. Bleu walked in from outside with a cell phone in his hand. He looked rather dismayed. Rose lifted her head and looked at him with eyebrows knitted. "What's wrong? They're still not satisfied?"
Mr. Bleu's lips curled down, and he nodded. "Her assistant said that it has to be simplified further."
Xuxu overheard their conversation. She could already hazard a guess about the situation. She pursed her lips and deliberated for a moment before speaking. "What difficulties are you facing?"
Rose gazed at her and replied with a grumbling tone. "A Chinese imperial costume had gone through many rounds of alterations, but the other party is still not pleased with it."
