Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

”Miss Qin, Young Master said those public relations managers from luxury brands are too vulgar and shouldn’t bother you. So he instructed me to filter them for you first, to select the best, newest, and most valuable items for you to review, so as not to tire your eyes...”

Qin Xin remained noncommittal.

Casually glanced around at these battle dresses from Paris Fashion Week and the top haute couture gowns painstakingly crafted by various designers.

”This brand’s concept doesn’t work, outdated.”

”This one has already left the fashion circle. Its fabric and presentation are incomprehensible, too incoherent.”

”This one’s cutting is poor, the basics are too lacking.”

”This color combination is problematic, it gives me a headache to look at...”

”Is this fashion or a rag?”

Qin Xin bluntly pointed out a heap of flaws, then sighed, ”Have this year’s designers all rusted their brains? Is Fashion Week about to go bankrupt?”

This worry and tone of disappointed expectation left the high-end buyer momentarily breathless.

She felt she wasn’t meeting a client but a big shot in the fashion industry.

Following Nalan Ye Jue’s instructions, she came to deliver clothes to Miss Qin on a weekly basis.

Previously Miss Qin was exceptionally busy and nearly impossible to encounter, so she would hang all the clothes in the dressing room, but it seemed Miss Qin never wore them.

This time she happened to catch Miss Qin at home, thinking that trying the clothes on-site might please Miss Qin and help to retain this client.

Who knew, Miss Qin’s taste was far too high, she instantly felt that all the clothes she selected were rubbish.

Fortunately, despite the criticism, Miss Qin ultimately showed consideration for her hard work and casually selected a women’s long shirt and a pair of Chelsea boots.

There was also a black leather skirt that Miss Qin disliked but still kept in the end.

”The style is poor, but the leather is good; it’s the finest lambskin.”

Qin Xin remarked.

The buyer was moved to tears: ”Miss Qin, if you need anything else, I will definitely look for it thoughtfully next time.”

Qin Xin: ”No need. I’m going out for a trip soon, you don’t have to come.”

Buyer: ”No, no, no, I’ll wait for you to return! Waiting for you, Miss Qin!”

Such a noble, tasteful, thoughtful, and powerful client must be tightly held onto.

Qin Xin wasn’t much interested in clothes.

If she actually needed something to wear, tailoring it herself would be more to her liking.

But that leather skirt... she enthusiastically flipped it over for a few seconds, then pulled out scissors... snip snip snipped it open.

Lu Yi watched with heart pounding in fear.

Miss Qin, that leather skirt is the most expensive item here, it’s worth tens of millions.

And you just cut it, cut it, cut it...

After watching for a while, Lu Yi’s surprise turned to curiosity—

Miss Qin, what exactly are you sewing, stitch by stitch?

Seems like it’s for men...?

Oh my gosh, quickly report to Young Master.

Lu Yi sneakily went out onto the balcony to make a call: ”Young Master, Miss Qin is personally making a small gift for you, you’ll definitely be touched when you return!”

”And also, Miss Qin said she’ll be going out for a trip in the next couple of days... mhmm, mhmm, rest assured, we’ll protect her well.”

”As for Mrs. Qin, I’ve followed your instructions and had Imperial Music Hall call her to chase the debt...”

”The music hall said Mrs. Qin obediently returned the check to settle the debt.”

”Yes, yes, I told them, this money is considered Miss Qin’s donation to the music hall, and in the future, if Miss Qin wants to host a concert, Imperial Music Hall must prioritize giving her the best auditorium and best schedule...”

Eighty million.

Haha, does she think our Young Master is a philanthropist or something?

Mrs. Qin really thought a few casual threats would be able to get money out of Young Master here?

It’s just to let you taste the painful feeling of handling a huge sum, yet not being able to get it.