Having said that, she immediately took out ten dollars from her purse and gave it to Jiang Mianmian.
Thirty dollars for a dress is a bit expensive, but other custom-made clothes were around the same price. Besides, the clothes Mianmian made were of a style that no one else had worn before.
With her taking the lead, a girl who was on good terms with her immediately stepped forward and said, "Little sister, I’d also like to order a set of clothes."
"Sure, sister, I’ll take a pen later to write down your measurements and requirements."
Where there are two, there are three, four, five; other girls well-acquainted with the Yu or Cheng families also followed suit, placing orders for clothes with Jiang Mianmian.
Even Madam Cheng joined in the fun, "Little girl, auntie also wants to order a set of clothes that are slimming and stylish. What do you think would suit me?"
Madam Cheng, in her forties, was slightly plump but had fair skin just like her sister Cheng An.
Jiang Mianmian smiled sweetly, "Auntie, dark-colored clothes would suit you well. I’ll think more about the style when I get back home and make sure you’re satisfied with it."
Madam Cheng watched as Jiang Mianmian held a pen and notebook, looking all serious like a little adult, and couldn’t help but gently touch Jiang Mianmian’s little cheek.
Indeed, children’s skin is just wonderful, as soft as tender tofu.
Seeing this, immediately two other girls reached out to touch Jiang Mianmian’s little face and also pinched her little arms and hands.
Although Jiang Mianmian didn’t like her face and hands being touched, she endured it for the sake of business.
She also knew that everyone meant no harm; they just found her fair and adorable and wanted to cherish her a bit.
Earning money is not easy, Mianmian sighed.
But Yu Cheng couldn’t bear it and immediately stepped forward, shielding her, and said coldly, "Her face has turned red."
Actually, the aunts and sisters surrounding Jiang Mianmian all liked her and only touched and teased her gently; no one was forceful. However, Jiang Mianmian’s skin was so tender that even a gentle touch could turn her face red.
Seeing Yu Cheng’s reaction, everyone else realized that this young master of the Yu family was displeased and they all restrained themselves, no longer touching Jiang Mianmian.
Upon witnessing this, Jiang Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief, as she really disliked being touched.
Calculating in her mind, after taking a few orders, she felt it was about enough and then politely said to everyone, "Sisters, aunties, I’m really sorry, but because handmade production is slow, I can only take five orders for now. I’ll take more once these are completed."
"Okay, then you must notify us first next time, little sister."
Those who wanted to place orders with Jiang Mianmian felt it was a pity, thinking they had missed a good opportunity to connect with the Yu family.
Their enthusiasm for placing orders was mostly just to give face to the Yu and Cheng families, not really believing that a little girl could produce any novel and beautiful dresses.
Standing aside, Yu Ruixuan saw Jiang Mianmian taking advantage of his family’s influence to do business and make money at the Cheng family’s birthday party and was furious inside.
What made him even angrier was that Yu Cheng and his cousin weren’t stopping her!
He clenched his teeth bitterly and muttered, "Damn, that bumpkin from the countryside, selling clothes at the banquet, she’s really disgraced our Yu family!"
Standing next to him, Young Master Chen, with sharp ears, heard this, "What? She’s from the countryside?"
The people he disliked the most in his life were country folks!
Because his father’s old home had poor relatives from the countryside who would come to their house every year asking for money and things. If they didn’t give, they’d make a scene and shame his entire family.