Chapter 20

In the face of Ding Qianqian's sneer, song Xiaoya doesn't care, "yes, I bought it at the roadside stall, and I bought one for two. You also want to buy it. I'll take you there?"

Song Xiaoya always wears ordinary clothes, which can't be found in the crowd.

Today suddenly changed the style, from top to bottom wearing a brand-name clothing, which will inevitably attract people's attention, by the way jump out sarcasm.

Ding Qianqian is a person spoiled by her parents. She likes to keep up with the Joneses and can't see anyone better than her. If song Xiaoya said that her clothes were genuine and of high quality, there would be a debate and maybe even a move.

Song Xiaoya doesn't bother to argue with her. Let her say what she wants. Anyway, Ding Qianqian wants face, so she simply admits that she's wearing stall clothes and gives her face!

She doesn't care.

Hearing that his guess was right, Ding Qianqian immediately changed into a smiling face with satisfaction.

"I never touch anything on the stall. You'd better keep it and buy it yourself." Then he glanced at Song Xiaoya, raised his head and left like a proud peacock.

But in Song Xiaoya's eyes, it looks like a pheasant that has been frying all the time. It just has its appearance.

When Ding Qianqian left, several female students gathered around him and said, "Xiaoya, your clothes are of such good quality that they don't look like you bought them from a stall."

Such a good material, workmanship and shape. If it's fake, the real one should close down.

Song Xiaoya spread out her hand and made a helpless expression, "people say it's fake, that's fake. What's the matter."

Next to the female students lie Kuan understanding, song Xiaoya is afraid of Ding Qianqian to pester her, so simply meet her vanity, deliberately admit it is false.

They study fashion design and often go to some production lines to observe and learn.

Sure enough, after the second class, the teacher took us to a famous clothing company in the city.

When hearing the name of DL company, song Xiaoya was shocked. It was a branch of Jiang's group, Jiang Beichen's industry.

DL is a first-line luxury brand in China, with a high status and rapid development in the world.

The students in the class were very excited when they heard that they had the chance to visit the headquarters of DL company today. Song Xiaoya was also looking forward to it, and she had never been there!

Led by a school teacher, song Xiaoya and his party went to DL headquarters in a mighty way. A female employee of DL came out to lead them to the inside.

While walking, the team leader carefully explained the growth process of DL company to this group of students, and also showed them some classic works designed by excellent designers inside the company.

Song Xiaoya and this group of students are obsessed with it.

"Oh, coincidentally, this classmate is wearing the latest winter women's clothing just launched by our company last month. This kind of matching is all made by our chief designer."

The female staff member suddenly came over and pointed to song Xiaoya's clothes and explained.

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of all the students at the scene, all in the clothing of song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya also looked down at his clothes, a blank face.

This dress was prepared for her by the servants in the villa in the morning, and they didn't tell her anything about the origin. She also has no time to ask more, after wearing in a hurry followed Jiang Beichen to go out, did not expect to have such a big beginning.

"Her suit is just a fake. She really can't afford it." Ding Qianqian, standing in the crowd, disdains to glance at Song Xiaoya, with an undisguised scorn and sarcasm in her voice.

"Imitation?" Hearing Ding Qianqian's words, the female staff member was stunned. Then she came up to song Xiaoya and looked at it carefully. She quickly shook her head and denied, "this suit of clothes is our new product of DL company. It can't be an imitation."

"If you look at it carefully, how can she be real?" Ding Qianqian is not reconciled.

"I have been in DL company for many years. I know every style very well. I can't read it wrong. This is our product."

Staff of this sentence, directly Ding Qianqian next taunt to block back.

After eating, Ding Qianqian looks at Song Xiaoya unconvinced. He doesn't say anything more, and his face is full of unhappiness.

Song Xiaoya saw her expression and thought that it was not over yet.

But she is really innocent. She doesn't know what's particular about this dress, and she doesn't do anything when she stands there. The whole process is someone's own trouble.

Lazy to think about these messy, song Xiaoya began to carefully appreciate the classic clothes placed in the counter.

Every piece here is the painstaking work of the designer. These clothes have their own characteristics and are of great learning value. Song Xiaoya doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity and appreciates them with a learning attitude.After almost all of you had seen it, the female staff member stood in the crowd again and couldn't wear a piece of good news. "President Jiang of our company is coming here to inspect today and will arrive soon. You are so lucky that you may meet our president."