Chapter 61: I can't try anymore, I really can't try anymore!

Cheng Jiao contacted the regional managers of the five brands mentioned above.

She provided Ling Yue's VIC credentials from other brands and informed them of her spending range.

Several brands agreed to the home fitting request almost without hesitation.

They provided some clothing photos for Ling Yue to select her preferred styles, making it easier for them to choose clothes to bring to her.

Two brands didn't have counters in Hangzhou and needed to come from Shanghai. Ling Yue didn't want to split the fitting over two days, so she set aside a specific day for them to come collectively.

There was reception service.

Cheng Jiao had Wang Junqi and Luo Shanshan prepare the ingredients a day in advance.

Early in the morning, the kitchen was filled with the sweet scent of cream.

Around nine o'clock, the brands arrived together. They moved the clothes from the cars, hung them one by one on movable racks, and pushed them into the drawing room.

To secure a front-row spot, everyone went all out.

Ling Yue was eating and didn't see this invisible smoke of competition.

With many products, Cheng Jiao rearranged the layout of the drawing room to leave more space for movement.

Over a dozen rows of clothes stood tall, countless shoes and bags were placed on shelves, and nearly twenty service staff members stood at both sides of the door.

"Good morning, Miss Ling!"

The moment Ling Yue stepped in, they collectively bowed slightly to greet her.

Thanks to her wealth-nurtured poise and having experienced big scenes, Ling Yue calmly walked to the sofa and sat down.

Seeing Ling Yue seated, Cheng Jiao let the brands come forward to present in order.

First was the evening gown category of luxury ready-to-wear for banquets.

Gowns must be tried on, and there were many. With the help of the female staff and Cheng Jiao, Ling Yue tried on dozens in a row.

It exhausted Ling Yue; even her scalp was sweating.

From a pile of beautiful clothes, she selected the three most beautiful and suitable gowns.

One was an M essential New Chinese-style strapless robe. The white and blue color scheme was elegant and quiet, intended for the main banquet.

She also chose a white satin off-the-shoulder floor-length slim dress, leaning towards a cold style; and a black one-shoulder cinched-waist princess dress, leaning towards cute; as backup gowns.

Since they weren't custom-made, the sizes were more or less slightly off, so the brands still needed to make simple alterations.

After that, she had to pick daily outfits for the exhibition. Because they were for daily wear, the requirements weren't high—just comfortable and decent.

According to the weather forecast, the weather that day would be relatively warm.

Ling Yue chose a black and white socialite-style set.

Similarly, she prepared two sets as backups.

Originally, she was supposed to try on shoes. The regional managers were already kneeling with shoe horns, but Ling Yue really couldn't try on anymore.

She got up on her own and walked among the rows of clothes, "This one, this one..."

As Ling Yue spoke, the regional manager of the corresponding brand had someone take down the clothes she pointed to.

"And these shoes, these... and these bags, I don't want. Leave all the rest."

She definitely wasn't spending money recklessly; the clothes she chose were truly all very beautiful!

Besides, her wardrobe was very empty right now.

Once these dozen rows of clothes were added to the walk-in closet, they should take up half of it.

These were ready-to-wear, not haute couture.

The most expensive ready-to-wear gown was only 580,000 yuan, and the average price for others was around 100,000 yuan.

Including shoes and bags, 32.68 million yuan was swiped from her card.

Since the amount was relatively small, Ling Yue didn't do a lucky draw.

The brands would keep the clothes Ling Yue chose for the high jewelry exhibition and take them back for alterations.

The other purchased items would be taken by them to the upstairs walk-in closet to be organized.

Big clients always enjoy privileges and are the darlings of the brands.

With the outfits settled and lunch finished, the scheduled hair and makeup team arrived.

Ling Yue had chosen 3 teams.

The home trial makeup fee was 6,200 for one, 5,800 for another, and 4,500 for the last one.

Looking at their past portfolios, they had all served many A-list celebrities.

She tried the 6,200 one first. Based on the full-body photos taken during the morning fitting, the designer and stylist discussed for a long time.

The overall makeup texture was very strong, and the makeup artist had very unique ideas. The creative makeup was limitless, but it also successfully made Ling Yue look several years older...

It was a look with the aura of a superior, but Ling Yue didn't like it much.

The 5,800 team provided an extremely clean look, creating a clear effect that still looked vibrant on camera. The soft lines made her face look smoother and more three-dimensional. Even though no actual changes were made to her face, it felt as if her features had been micro-adjusted.

This kind of makeup was more in line with Ling Yue's actual age. Looking at other photos, this team specialized in a clear, elegant style.

The 4,500 team did a sweet and cool look. The smoky eyes added a bit of sharpness to Ling Yue's brows and eyes, making her face look less soft, like the most rebellious one among a group of socialite daughters.

Ling Yue fell into a dilemma.

What to do? She liked both of the latter two.

The tablet saved the results of today's trial makeup.

Cheng Jiao saw her boss sliding the tablet back and forth dozens of times.

It instantly triggered the 'Work's here' prompt.

She half-knelt and said, "How about choosing both?

The sweet-cool smoky makeup for the daily exhibition outfit, and the clear elegant makeup for the evening gown. It's just that the timing might be a bit tight."

Ling Yue tossed the tablet aside and looked up at Cheng Jiao in the mirror, "This is good, let's decide on that!"

"Wait."

Ling Yue called Cheng Jiao back.

Cheng Jiao turned around and heard Ling Yue say, "I still lack a private styling team. Ask the 5,800 one if they'll sign a long-term contract. The annual fee is negotiable."

Cheng Jiao agreed and went back to being busy.

A moment later, she returned and said both teams agreed to follow her for the whole day on the 3rd, but regarding the long-term cooperation, the 5,800 team said they needed to consider it further.

Ling Yue wasn't in a hurry.

After dinner in the evening, Ling Yue went to the mall for a full-body beauty SPA and hand care.

Over the next two days, she did facial treatments and hair nourishing treatments to prepare for the day of the high jewelry exhibition.

Since the bodyguard team switched to overt protection, five tall and strong men followed behind Ling Yue.

It was a bit too eye-catching, so she only kept Team Leader Liang.

The result was predictable...

Liang Hanlin was already tall and strong, and he had a fierce face. When expressionless, he looked like a black bear eyeing its prey. Everywhere he passed, he attracted the attention of passersby.

The rate of people turning their heads was very high!

Ling Yue also tried to make Liang Hanlin smile. When he smiled, it was even worse. There was a bizarre feeling like a steamed bun turned rock-hard and then became a spirit, suddenly jumping up to slap your face and give you a nosebleed.

When Ling Yue looked at Liang Hanlin for the Nth time, a certain someone panicked:

"Bo-boss? Why have you been looking at me all day?"

Could it be she thinks I'm in the way and wants to replace me?

Tsk tsk tsk, the intuition of a worker!

Liang Hanlin was panicking!

Asking himself! He had only said that one sentence today!

Ling Yue waved her hand and said nothing.

Cheng Jiao narrowed her eyes, lost in thought.