Chapter 101 Good or bad, it's up to me.

Grandpa Huang blinked twice.

He understood.

But he didn't quite grasp it. "We are just a small shop; we don't offer that kind of service."

Ling Yue insisted, "Is it possible to start one?"

Grandpa Huang was silent for a moment. "My daughter is the one who actually runs this shop. Wait a moment, I'll go ask her for you."

"Then thank you for the trouble." Ling Yue was tired from trying on clothes and took the opportunity to sit on the sofa in the lounge area.

The old man turned and walked behind the cash register, sliding open a wooden sliding door.

Inside was the workshop. A middle-aged woman dressed in new Chinese-style clothing was holding scissors and cutting fabric. Beside her, a young girl was crouching in front of a mannequin, using pins to secure the fabric.

Hearing the sound of the sliding door, one looked up, the other turned back, and they both looked toward the entrance.

"Dad." The middle-aged woman spoke.

"Grandpa." The young girl spoke.

Grandpa Huang relayed Ling Yue's meaning to the two of them exactly as it was.

The middle-aged woman tilted her head and happened to see Ling Yue, who was sitting in the lounge area, lift her tea to take a sip.

Sensing the gaze, Ling Yue raised her eyes to meet it. The other party was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded at her. Ling Yue smiled and nodded back in response.

Before long.

The middle-aged woman walked slowly to the lounge area.

The young girl following her had features somewhat similar to hers—both had round faces and large, round eyes; it was clear at a glance that they were mother and daughter.

The young girl looked at Ling Yue with eyes full of curiosity.

The middle-aged woman had a gentle temperament, and her eyes held the respect due a guest. "Hello, I am Huang Qianhua, the owner of this clothing store. I just heard from my dad that you want to hire us to be your personal fashion designers?"

"Yes." Ling Yue stood up accordingly.

Regarding what she had her eye on, she always expressed her sincerity first. "I really like the qipao you made. It's the kind of liking where you don't want to take it off once you put it on.

To be honest, I have been following other fashion designers, but I haven't found a team that I clicked with and was suitable. This trip to Suzhou happened to lead me to find the candidate that best fits my expectations."

"Is it us?" The young girl's eyes were very clear, possessing a kind of innocence that hadn't been beaten down by society.

Seeing Ling Yue look at her, the young girl hurriedly introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Li Hua, my mom's successor."

"Yes, it is you." Ling Yue answered her question.

The mother and daughter exchanged a look.

Then Huang Qianhua looked at Ling Yue and threw out the question in her heart: "But we are just an unknown little shop. Why would you choose us?

I observe that you have an outstanding temperament and are dressed in branded clothing."

"Does Ms. Huang feel that you are inferior to others?" Ling Yue asked instead of answering.

Huang Qianhua chuckled, her face showing confidence and composure. "Not at all. I am a very capable tailor. I pursue traditional beauty and extreme comfort.

Although I only run a small shop, almost every customer who has purchased clothing here becomes a returning customer.

Being chosen by so many people is my honor, and I think it is also because I have enough strength."

"So, my taste is really quite good." Ling Yue said in a self-praising tone, making the atmosphere instantly become relaxed.

"What truly allows a person to radiate brilliance is the person themselves, never the brand logo or an expensive price tag.

What I choose is what I believe is worth it. Good or bad, I decide.

Furthermore, I said from the beginning that I really like the clothes you make—it's the kind of liking where you don't want to take them off once you've put them on." This served as an answer to the question Huang Qianhua had just raised.

Clap, clap, clap—

Li Hua clapped enthusiastically. "Big sister, you have such good taste!

I've worn my mom's clothes since I was little. What I wore was passed to my cousin, and my cousin passed it to her cousin. After passing through at least eight relatives, it still hasn't worn out, and the style is not outdated at all. I'm not bragging, you definitely made the right choice choosing us!"

"Ahem." Huang Qianhua coughed lightly and shot her daughter a 'be quiet' look.

"Regarding your proposal, I will consider it carefully. After all, this is a choice that concerns future development, and I need some time."

The other party didn't directly refuse, which meant there was a chance.

In order to make her proposal more attractive, she threw out some bait. "Then let me state my sincerity. I never treat my own people poorly.

Based on Ms. Huang's outstanding craftsmanship, I am willing to pay an annual salary of one million.

If our cooperation goes well later on, I will consider a raise."

Qu Shu and the others understood this deeply.

Even though Ling Yue hadn't spoken to them, they were nodding frantically on the side.

"Ahem!" Huang Qianhua coughed again, but this time, she was startled.

She was very confident in her craftsmanship.

It was just that all of this came too suddenly.

Huang Qianhua struggled for a moment and said, "But I only know how to make clothes; the embroidery is all done by my good sister."

Ling Yue knew what she was worried about. "Don't worry, what I want is a team."