Everyone went dumb at those words, and in a whoosh, all eyes turned to Xiao Zheng.
What did he just say?
Redesign a whole outfit?
The middle-aged woman who had spoken earlier couldn’t help but say, "Sir, you may want to help Lan, but you probably don’t understand the fashion industry well. Every piece of clothing needs to go through countless revisions and modifications before it takes shape. It must be perfect in every detail. With only two hours left until the fashion show begins, designing a simple outfit might be fine, but to reach the standards necessary for the fashion show, it’s practically impossible."
Another person nodded, "Exactly. To design and produce an outfit within two hours is almost an impossible task."
So people, more impatient, directly said, "Are you here to mock us? Redesign an outfit? Who do you think you are!"
Everyone either implicitly or explicitly expressed their dissatisfaction with Xiao Zheng’s statent, and no one believed him.
Leng Ruobing, however, was taken aback.
She couldn’t help but recall their past experiences—racing, art exhibitions, gambling gas. Each ti, she had thought Xiao Zheng would certainly not do well, but every ti the outco was a huge surprise.
Whenever Xiao Zheng decided to take action, he demonstrated astonishing skills.
The beautiful CEO had grown numb to Xiao Zheng’s multitude of talents. At this mont, she had no doubts and was the first to believe in him. This was a trust built on the countless victories of Xiao Zheng’s past.
So, facing the doubts of the crowd, Leng Ruobing patted Lan’s shoulder and then looked up to everyone with a light smile and said, "Let’s give him a chance, shall we? I can vouch that my friend is not soone who speaks without thinking. On the contrary, he always does what he says he will do. Since he said he will help Lan redesign an outfit, why not trust him once?"
Xiao Zheng, hearing Leng Ruobing speak so, couldn’t help but be stunned, and then he broke into a smile. This frosty CEO had quite a bit of confidence in him now, daring to make such public commitnts on his behalf without any certainty.
It was just a small matter.
But Xiao Zheng was still quite pleased.
The others, hearing Leng Ruobing’s words, were totally flabbergasted, each of them looking at her in astonishnt. They all knew of Leng Ruobing’s identity as the president of a big company, a well-known powerful woman with significant influence.
For such a person to make such a solemn promise was of great significance!
Even if they didn’t believe it, in such circumstances, they were at a loss for words.
Then there was Lan, who stood up from Leng Ruobing’s embrace with tear streaks still on her face and looked at Xiao Zheng, "I don’t know who you are, but I trust Sister Ruobing’s words. If you can truly help redesign a fashion outfit, I would be very grateful."
With that, she gave a deep bow.
She really had no other options and was grasping at straws.
Moreover, she had a great deal of faith in Leng Ruobing and believed that Ruobing would not deceive her.
Xiao Zheng just smiled.
The girl was pretty sensible.
He said, "Alright, don’t worry, I’ll get you an outfit right now." After saying that, Xiao Zheng looked around and asked, "Do you have any materials or tools for making clothes here?"
Lan quickly said, "Yes, but they’re in the back room of this one."
She pointed to a small door.
Xiao Zheng walked over, pushed the door open, and looked inside.
Indeed.
All sorts of fabrics as well as the tools for making clothes were present, fully stocked and quite comprehensive.
"Alright, leave it to from here on. Don’t worry," Xiao Zheng said with a smile, then walked in and began choosing fabrics.
The onlookers, doubtful of Xiao Zheng, had their curiosity piqued as they saw him so confident, and craned their necks to watch.
They then saw Xiao Zheng pick out a very inconspicuous fabric, a large black one that didn’t look very appealing.
It was probably the worst among the pile of fabrics there, only used for so small details on clothes.
At this sight, everyone was imdiately disheartened, having thought this man might actually have so skill. But it seed he had exposed his true colors in an instant.
"I told you this guy was here just to cause trouble. Really, stop holding back, I’m going to throw him out," said the impatient one, unable to restrain himself anymore.
Soone next to him grabbed him and whispered, "This is a man backed by President Leng, do you think President Leng would lie? Let’s just wait and see."
At these words, the person hesitated and eventually could only sigh deeply. Guess it’s a desperate last resort. He really was anxious for Lan.
After this small conflict, others also lost faith in Xiao Zheng. Though they said nothing, their disappointnt was apparent in their eyes. They stopped watching Xiao Zheng and dispersed back to their seats, their heads lowered in despondency, with sighs of regret.
Leng Ruobing felt her heart drumming.
Could Xiao Zheng really be bluffing?
No, that couldn’t be!
Leng Ruobing quickly dismissed her own thoughts. She had full confidence in Xiao Zheng, believing that he would definitely pull it off in the end.
In such an atmosphere, ti slowly passed. And in the process, another incident occurred—a staff mber from the fashion show ca in to check on Lan’s situation because the stolen clothing was missing from the fashion show, and they were all eager to find the thief, being responsible for the incident.
In the end, they didn’t receive any valuable information, but they did learn about what Xiao Zheng was currently doing. The staff mber found it a bit amusing; being a big talker, he spread the news. It quickly circulated among the designer circles, prompting laughter—inviting so unknown man to design clothes was a sign of desperation from Lan’s designer team.
Many began to mock.
Others dismissed it with disdain. Fashion design was a highly specialized field, and an amateur thinking they could do well?
A fantasy!
Even Lan’s model, upon hearing the news, stord into the room and told everyone she absolutely would not wear anything designed by Xiao Zheng.
After all, the fashion show not only showcased the designer’s work but also the models’ prowess. If she were to walk out in an ugly outfit, her own reputation would be greatly affected. Thus, she flatly refused to cooperate.
The others couldn’t help but get annoyed. This model had been a long-term partner, and they didn’t expect such backstabbing behavior. But there was nothing they could do about it—as she was unwilling to wear it, they couldn’t force her.
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