Following the template, the tailor quickly sketched the size diagram on the draft paper, and Li Qiang, after inspecting it, was particularly impressed. The craftsman's skill was really exceptional, as these few strokes revealed a profound foundation.
After confirming the size and price, the tailor told Li Qiang to come pick it up in a week.
Looking at the template, Li Qiang was already fantasizing about Lin Xi wearing the cheongsam—the ample bosom filling out the beautiful dress, those long pale legs teasingly visible through the slits. If she were to do some joyful activities while wearing the cheongsam, it was simply unimaginable.
Li Qiang couldn't help but chuckle softly to himself. Wang Yonghao looked at Li Qiang with some fear, probably because Li Qiang's lecherous appearance was too obvious. Wang Yonghao worried inwardly, wondering if this Factory Manager Li could be an idiot.
