My Sister is Tianzun

Yunshang’s stylist has its own independent working area. As a new stylist, Xing Yue knows that he is relatively junior, and no one who comes here will really ask her for styling design.

Everyone else has a private clothing library and a designated cooperation brand; cosmetic cooperation, leather bags, accessories and so on. And Xing Yue doesn't even have a cooperating hair stylist, everything can only use the resources that Yunshang provides for free to the stylist.

Today is the third month she has become a stylist. She has not yet successfully made a styling design. Even the most ordinary members or even the temporary customers who come by the members with recommended places do not choose her.

"Mr. Chen, please."

Wang Dongxue brought Chen Ze over, while Xing Yue was still lowering his head and drawing the design draft, and had never thought that a guest would come to him on his own initiative.

Along the way, I saw many stylist's working areas. This is undoubtedly the smallest. It seems that this Xing Yue is really not very good. Fortunately, I am not too picky.

"Xing Yue, you have a guest!"

What?

Xing Yue felt that he had heard hallucinations, and when he raised his head and saw Wang Dongxue stood up immediately, he felt a little shocked. In Yunshang, the stylist who can be crushed by the assistant is afraid that she is the only one: "Assistant Wang, why are you here."

"This is Mr. Chen Ze, and you are asked to do the styling design." Wang Dongxue said.

Call her to do styling!

Xing Yue has been blinded, and she is not a well-known master stylist, so why has someone called her to make her styling.

But when she saw Chen Ze's look, her smile was stiff, maybe this person was Wang Dongxue deliberately looking for her to fix herself. Yunshang is a high-end styling design studio, and the people who interact with are not rich celebrities. In any case, this person is not the target of Yunshang's services.

"What the hell, it's your luck for Mr. Chen to look for you to do the styling. The other designers in our studio don't have that blessing. You know, Mr. Chen is a VIP with a black gold card!"

hiss…

Now Xing Yue was completely numb. She is a stylist and of course knows what the black gold card is.

Among the fourteen styling designers of Yunshang Studio, no one except Qiao Yanfei, the design director, has done the styling design of the Black Gold VIP VIP.

For a styling for a Black Gold VIP guest, she has at least a half-million commission.

"Mr. Chen, please sit down, I'll serve you." Xing Yue dared not neglect, and hurriedly invited Chen Ze to take a seat.

Chen Ze nodded and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't have such high demands."

No matter where Xing Yue was willing to let it go, the VIPs of the Black Gold Card level, the masters couldn't wait, of course she was going to catch it. As long as the service is good this time, her reputation in Yunshang and even the circle will rise.

"Mr. Chen, the styling design is for your personal professional design and is intended to show your personal temperament. I will do my best to express your unique personal charm." Xing Yue explained.

People didn't have much to praise, but Chen Ze floated. He never thought that one day someone would say to him that he is temperamental and attractive.

"Xing Yue, this is your opportunity, take it well." Wang Dongxue said.

"Yes, please rest assured, I must satisfy Mr. Chen." Xing Yue responded.

Wang Dongxue didn't stay here, she still had more important things to do. Chen Ze came with the No. 01 black gold card. This matter must be reported to Director Qiao Yanfei.

There were only two people left in the office area, Chen Ze. After Xing Yue's excitement was over, only anxiety was left. The holder of the black gold card is a personal client of Director Qiao Yanfei. It is a great honor for her to be identified as a stylist.

"Mr. Chen, what style of design do you want, retro, commuting, college, simple or something else."

Chen Ze shook his head: "I don't understand. Don't you have pictures? When I go to the hair salon, I always give me pictures for me to choose."

"Huh?" Xing Yue was overwhelmed, the VIP's thoughts were so ordinary. This is the styling design room. She is a professional designer. She is asking about the overall styling, not the hairstyle.

"No?" Chen Ze tilted his head to look at her.

Xing Yue smiled awkwardly, let alone her here, the entire Yunshang studio doesn't have that kind of low-end stuff, "We only have originals and no imitations here."

"Just look at it." Chen Ze closed his eyes after speaking, and seemed to really regard Xing Yue as a barber.

Xing Yue carefully examined Chen Ze's face, and found that this boy with a scent of house rot was very good-looking, with good features and fair skin that made her envy and jealous of this girl.

She does get a haircut herself, but this one has an unusual identity. She thinks it's better to ask a hair stylist in the studio to come over.

"Wait a minute, I'll invite someone over," Xing Yue said.

Chen Ze stopped her, picked up the design manuscript book on Xing Yue's desk, flipped through the completed design manuscript and said, "Don't be so troublesome, just cut and cut it. I have something to do in the afternoon. Yeah. Just this, it feels particularly compatible with my handsome temperament."

That is Xing Yue's boring collocation, but she is a more real person, and every detail must be the best, so when matching the costume, even the character's facial features are designed.

I really saw the evil, just how handsome and temperament you are in your dress.

Xing Yue mumbled secretly, but the stylist was able to see the essence through the surface. After carefully examining Chen Ze's appearance, Xing Yue had to admit that his vision was very unique. Even if she let her choose among these modeling manuscripts, she might not necessarily find such a suitable shape.

"This is the style I created last month based on the simple elements of Immi Fashion Week. The simple black, white and gray are used to show the temperament of a man. Are you sure you want to make this style?"

Chen Ze nodded and said, "Let's start."

Xing Yue is also courageous, and when he meets Black Gold VIPs, even those masters have to choose the best hair stylist to cooperate. However, although her barber skills are not as good as those of professionals, it is worse than the hair salons on the street.

Xing Yue took a deep breath, cheering on herself secretly, and just picked up the scissors and went up, forcing herself to start.

Click... Click...

The broken hair on the ground kept falling, and in a blink of an eye there was a thick layer.

call…

For almost twenty minutes, Xing Yue let out a sigh of relief, standing behind Chen Ze and looking in the mirror, smiling satisfied.

This boy with a strong smell of house rot is really good. He hasn't matched his clothes yet, but he just changed his hairstyle and felt that he would match the flow. Especially for this white and smooth skin, the pure natural foundation can completely defeat any makeup.

"Mr. Chen, you can open your eyes."

Chen Ze sat drowsy, opened his eyes and took a look, "Who is this little white face?"

Pouch!

Xing Yue couldn't help but smiled: "Mr. Chen really likes to joke, this handsome guy is you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Chen Ze shamelessly took this as a compliment to himself.

"Now it's left to match the clothes." Xing Yue said as he picked up the tablet on the table to open the internal selection system, and skillfully found the clothes selection on the design draft. To avoid the clothing being used by other people, she also selected more than 20 pieces for matching.

"Finished! Mr. Chen, please wait a moment, I'll go get the clothes." Originally, Xing Yue selected clothes remotely, and someone from the clothing department would send them over. But Xing Yue's identity is very embarrassing here. The clothes she chooses remotely are usually delivered late, so she picks them up after she chooses them each time.

In the styling clothing library provided by Yunshang, there are more than 40 brands of clothing from all over the world, which are located in different areas like shopping malls.

TwilightBlue, abbreviated as T, is one of the top ten luxury brands in Italy. The cheapest clothes in China's domestic counters cost more than 100,000.

As the person in charge of the T&B area, Jiang Xiaohan got into a catastrophe. She took out a set of costumes to show off without authorization, but was burned by her boyfriend's smoking. The scalded piece of clothing was officially handmade by T&B garment masters, and it was worth 498,000 yuan.

She couldn't afford such an expensive dress, and she knew that this dress was specially made by the stylist Pooh for the client, and she would send it to try it on later.

Seeing that things couldn't help, she caught Pang Qingqing, the deputy manager of the clothing department, in a panic and finished talking about the future, and finally cried: "Sister Qingqing, please think of a solution."

As soon as Pang Qingqing's eyes turned, Jiang Xiaohan was here to send her money. She looked around, and whispered to Jiang Xiaohan: "This matter is too tricky, how can I help you? Besides, your clothes are for Teacher Pooh to use, I don't want to cause trouble."

"Sister Qingqing, I only raised 50,000 yuan in these two days. As long as you help me this time, I will give you all the money." Jiang Xiaohan seemed to grasp the last straw. She couldn't help but Pang Qingqing said and transferred the money directly.

Pang Qingqing sighed when he saw the transfer information of 50,000 yuan, with a reluctant look: "I really can't help you, give me the clothes."

Jiang Xiaohan hurriedly fetched the piece of clothing and handed it to her. Pang Qingqing scanned the label and entered it and put it on the pushing hanger. At this time, the hanger was full of more than 30 pieces of clothing, all of which were downloaded by Xing Yue. Single selected clothing.

"If you are lucky, I'm choosing clothes for Xing Yue." Pang Qingqing said.

"Sister Qingqing, can this work?" Jiang Xiaohan said timidly: "Xing Yue is also a stylist."

Pang Qingqing sneered: "What kind of stylist is she, she has not had a single guest for three months. She also mobilizes clothes every day to give us trouble, this time is a lesson for her! Remember, the clothes are intact when they come out of the warehouse, that is The problem with her!"

After all, pushing the hanger and walking towards the elevator...