"Our brand is willing!"
Shen Bijun suddenly turned her head and saw a representative from a domestic custom brand step forward.
Their brand logo was a white magnolia flower, and the brand name was Yafang, which brought dresses including qipaos, modified Hanfu, and some traditional formal dresses.
Upon seeing Yafang, the Lap manager's pupils shrank, "Have you gone mad, Yafang? You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was dragged out by security!
The Yafang manager was a forty-year-old woman. She walked up to Shen Bijun and said with gentle elegance, "Miss Shen, hello. You are the epitome of Eastern beauty, and your aura also aligns with our brand's philosophy. We would like to custom make a dress for you. Would you agree to that?"
Shen Bijun nodded, "That would be fine."
The Yafang manager nodded in response.
