Returning wealthy individuals develop their hometowns and become rich in the 1980s

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Even though Milia Hoffman was well-versed in the Parisian fashion scene, she was still surprised by the price quoted by the woman in front of her, who had obvious Eurasian ancestry. The price range for top European fashion designers was between two hundred and two thousand US dollars.

Milia was curious to know how this woman in front of her had the confidence to quote prices comparable to those of top European designers, and even believed that someone would buy her.

"May I ask who your designers are? I mean, besides Ms. Cao, who is in charge of the overall clothing design direction?"

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, "Elena Ross, she worked in Paris for several years before, she was a former fashion designer for Givenchy!"

Milia paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up. Pointing at the evening gown, she exclaimed, "Is this Elena Ross's design? Oh my god! I should have noticed! This design style is so similar to hers!"

As a seasoned figure in the Parisian fashion scene, she naturally knew Givenchy, the pride of Parisian fashion, and Elena Ross was the most talented and individualistic genius designer at Givenchy at the time.

It's a pity that she left Givenchy and the Parisian fashion scene due to marital problems, and I heard that she settled in America. I never expected to see Elena Ross's new design work in China today.

This made Milia feel incredibly lucky to have come to China with her husband. When she looked at the evening dress that Zhang Yi had quoted at two thousand US dollars again, she suddenly felt that the price wasn't so high after all.

Because it was designed by the genius designer Elena, it was a fashion trendsetter in Paris. Moreover, it was also the work of Ms. Cao, a master embroidery artist from China. With the combined efforts of a genius designer and a master embroidery artist, Milia felt that getting this evening gown for two thousand US dollars was a steal.

"What should I call you?"

"My name is Monica Chen, but my friends call me Monica," Zhang Yi said, introducing herself simply as she looked at Milia, who was clearly already smitten.

"Moni, I want this evening gown. I want to take it with me right now, is that okay?" Milia was afraid that someone else would take a liking to the evening gown and snatch it up first, so she was already about to open her bag and take out her credit card.

"You can place a deposit first and leave your contact information. After the exhibition, I'll send someone to personally deliver it to your hotel," Zhang Yi said with a smile, turning to the side to point to the other garments hanging on the wall. "Don't you want to see Elena's other masterpieces?"

"Of course, it would be my honor!"

With Zhang Yi's introduction, Milia's gaze fell on another dark blue short jacket, with several white camellias embroidered on the cuffs. The petals were layered and overlapping, and each one was different upon closer inspection.

Before Milia could finish admiring it, another off-white shirt caught her eye. This shirt had a small cluster of jasmine buds at the collar, so small they were almost invisible, but upon closer inspection, each one was plump and round, as if it had just been picked from the branch.

Clearly, both the dark blue short jacket and the off-white shirt were designed and matched by Elena. Moreover, it was a specially designed and matched set. Milia looked at the many clothes and skirts hanging there, as if she were a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden, with not enough eyes to see.

She loved them so much and wanted to buy them all, but reason told her her credit card would be maxed out! It was so painful. Looking at the clothes she loved so much, unable to take them all back to France, Milia looked at Zhang Yi with almost pleading eyes, "Moni, I love all of these! I can't decide!"

"Wow! This is absolutely gorgeous, Jeff! If I wear this to Jessica's wedding, I'll definitely turn heads!"

Just as Milia and Zhang Yi were chatting, a couple came up behind them. The woman immediately took a liking to the evening gown that Milia had ordered. She kept fiddling with the gown embroidered with silver thread on the hanger and asked her husband about it.

"Darling, I think your beauty combined with this evening gown is simply cruel to Jessica's wedding guests. You might even steal Jessica's spotlight as the bride!"

"That's great! I've been fed up with her smug face for ages, always showing off her wedding dress from Givenchy in Paris. I've wanted to outdo her for a long time!"

The woman turned to the staff at the booth, pointing imperiously at the evening gown in her hand, "Wrap this up for me!"

The translator next to her repeated the message to the bewildered female staff member, who then said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, this evening gown has already been reserved. Please take a look at the other styles of gowns; they are all designed by the masters Elena and Ms. Cao."

"Elena? Is she talking about Elena?" After hearing what the translator said, the woman pointed to the evening gown and asked again to confirm. After the staff member on the other end nodded in confirmation, the woman became even more reluctant to let go.

"Jeff, I absolutely must have this one. Please help me," the woman said, looking at her husband, Jeff Bergenson, the Deputy Consul General of the British Consulate in Huadu, China. Jeff smiled at the female staff member. "I am the Deputy Consul General of the British Consulate in Huadu. I wonder if I could inform the customers who have already made a reservation and ask them to part with this evening gown for my wife?"

The female staff member looked at Zhang Yi and Milia, and saw Zhang Yi slightly shake his head. The staff member immediately said, "I'm sorry, sir, this evening gown has already been reserved by a customer and is currently on display. It will be delivered to the customer who reserved it after the exhibition ends. I apologize!"

When the staff refused, Jeff asked again, "If my wife wants the same one, how long would it take you to cut it out for me?"

Little did the female staff member know that Zhang Yi walked over with a smile at this moment, nodded politely to Jeff, and said, "Sir and Madam, if you place an order now, it will take at least half a month to receive this evening dress."

"Why is it taking so long? Can we be given priority?"

"Sir and Madam, you may not know this, but the embroidery on this evening gown was done by Ms. Cao Xiu'e, a master of Chaozhou embroidery in China. Every stitch was hand-embroidered. You can't rush a masterpiece," Zhang Yi explained to the two of them with neither humility nor arrogance.

"Jeff, two weeks is fine, I can wait, really!"

"But Jessica's wedding can't wait more than half a month."

"Her wedding isn't worth wearing this gown to; I'll wear it to more important occasions!"