Upon hearing Eric’s words, Evan quickly nodded and said, "Of course, follow me. I would be delighted to have my clothes worn by this beautiful lady."
Qianxun couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth speechlessly.
Those foreigners are indeed romantic, calling someone a beautiful lady?
However, Evan’s skill in making gowns was indeed not bad. Once Qianxun entered his fitting room, she quickly saw many exquisite gowns.
"Evan, your craftsmanship has improved tremendously. This piece here looks quite suitable for Muse," Eric said at that time, pointing to a simple yet distinctive red gown.
Upon hearing this, Evan helplessly said, "I’m sorry, this one has been custom-made by a star."
Eric was a bit disappointed upon hearing this. Muse’s looks were already extremely dazzling; in red, she would stand out even more amidst the stars gathered that day, her beauty captivating.
What a pity it was custom-made for someone else.
Qianxun, on the other hand, wasn’t disappointed. There were so many beautiful clothes, lacking one didn’t matter.
In the end, Eric selected another outfit for Qianxun that matched her short hair rather well, a suit that would give her a cool androgynous vibe.
After all, in the fashion circle, it doesn’t matter what you wear, as long as you have a distinct style that’s memorable.
Qianxun also thought it was good and nodded in agreement.
Besides, apart from this suit, Mianmian had also prepared another three or four gowns for her. That would be more than enough to attend Milan Fashion Week.
And this suit alone was worth a whopping four million.
After hearing this, Qianxun kept a calm expression on her face, but she thought to herself that these top designers really knew how to make money!
But she was also aware that such clothes were one-of-a-kind in the world, and given the designer’s fame, the price naturally couldn’t be too low.
After packaging the clothes, Eric took out his card, ready to pay.
Seeing this, Qianxun immediately stopped him, "No, let me do it. You know I’m not short on money right now."
Hearing this, Eric disagreed, "How can it be the same? Consider this as the appearance fee for you being my finale model! Four million in China now can’t even get you to attend an event, right?"
After all, the one hundred million dollar endorsement was giving a bunch of manufacturers a huge headache.
Offering too little? Su Qianxun’s personal assets were already worth seven or eight hundred million US dollars; would she care about a few million?
Offering too much? They’d be at a loss!
Su Qianxun had just become popular. In normal circumstances, even paying her the rate of a top star was already elevating her status.
She wasn’t interested!
Seeing Eric’s reaction, Qianxun had no choice but to put away her card and then smiled helplessly, "Alright then, thanks for your generosity."
"That’s more like it. You are my Muse; I can’t let you be at a disadvantage, and after this press conference, any custom gown I make will be worth millions. You don’t have to save money for me," Eric said with a laugh.
After all, without Su Qianxun, how could he possibly have won this gold award?
Although he was stingy with others, he wouldn’t be stingy with his own Muse, that would be foolish.
And when it came time to pay, Evan said with a smile, "Considering you’ve won the gold award, this time... I’m not going to give you a discount!"
Hearing this, Eric glared at Evan, then huffed lightly, but internally he was delighted as he went to swipe his card.
Even real brothers should settle accounts clearly; though Eric and Evan were good friends, each piece of work was the designer’s blood, sweat, and tears. He wouldn’t take his clothes for free just because they were close.