She took the business card Zhou Ming handed her, touched it lightly with her fingertips, and casually placed it on the coffee table beside her.
Her gaze swept over the boxes and brochures in everyone’s hands, and she said calmly, “You brought everything? Then put it all out. No need to introduce them one by one; I’ll keep what I like.”
She paused, then added with an undeniable air of authority, “No need to quote prices; I’m not short of money.”
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhou Ming, the store manager of Huanu Tianlun, spoke first, his tone full of respect: “Ms. Jiang, shall we begin the display”
“ As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of staff members sprang into action.
Some deftly unpacked the gift boxes, revealing haute couture garments wrapped in dust covers; others carefully opened velvet jewelry boxes, the dazzling jewels reflecting a brilliant light under the lamps; still others pushed racks laden with gowns, arranging them neatly in the open space on one side of the reception room.
Gift boxes and trunks of all sizes quickly filled half the living room; the scene was lively but not chaotic, everyone performing their duties with remarkable efficiency.
Seeing this, Jiang Wenxi knew she wouldn’t need her help for the time being, so she sat back down on the cream-colored velvet sofa, leaning back lazily.
She knew early on that she would be choosing a haute couture gown and jewelry today, so she hadn’t bothered with her hair; her loosely styled hair accentuated her delicate features, and her casual, composed demeanor was far more refined than any elaborate makeup.
At that moment, a gentle voice sounded beside her.
Jiang Wenxi slowly raised her eyes and saw a woman in her thirties approaching. She wore simple beige casual wear, her demeanor clean and efficient, and a perfectly balanced smile that was very pleasant to look at: “Miss Jiang, they’ll need a moment to prepare your clothes and jewelry.
Perhaps I could do your hair and makeup first? The butler specifically instructed that you might need it.”
Jiang Wenxi was slightly surprised.
She hadn’t expected Uncle Jiang to be so thoughtful, even arranging a styling team, saving her a lot of trouble. Seeing that the tidying up would take some time, she took the opportunity to pass the time and nodded slightly in agreement, “Okay, thank you.”
“You flatter me, it’s my pleasure.” The female makeup artist immediately bowed in response and then waved to the person behind her.
Soon, two assistants carrying professional toolboxes quickly came over, set up a portable makeup table next to the sofa, and gently arranged a dazzling array of makeup and hair styling tools, all of which were top-tier luxury brands rarely seen on the market.
Jiang Wenxi sat down comfortably, letting the makeup artist and hairstylist work on her face and hair.
She closed her eyes, feeling the cool foundation gently brushing against her cheeks, the technique was incredibly delicate. Not long after, the hairstylist next to her looked at her in the mirror and couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice, “Ms. Jiang, your skin is in such good condition! I’ve worked with many celebrities, but I’ve never seen such delicate, translucent, and flawless skin. You’re simply born to do this job.”
This wasn’t just deliberate flattery. Jiang Wenxi’s body was meticulously crafted by the system, so her natural features were flawless, so delicate that even her pores were almost invisible.
Upon hearing this, a faint smile curved Jiang Wenxi’s lips, but her expression remained polite and aloof, simply saying, “Thank you.”
She could feel that as her makeup and hair took shape, the noble aura of a wealthy heiress was gradually amplified.
About half an hour later, her makeup and hair were completely finished.
Jiang Wenxi glanced at herself in the mirror. The girl in the mirror had delicate features, her lips a light mauve, and her previously loose hair had been styled into a neat yet gentle low ponytail.
A few wisps of hair framed her face, and her light pink silk pajamas somehow exuded the elegance of a haute couture gown.
Meanwhile, the living room was also being prepared.
The originally spacious and elegant reception room had been temporarily transformed into a small runway by the staff.
The racks on both sides were filled with various gorgeous garments, and jewelry boxes gleamed under the lights.
Each brand had brought its own models—after all, there were so many clothes and jewelry to showcase, it wouldn’t be good to have this young lady try them all on herself.
Jiang Kun walked slowly behind her, bowed slightly, and said in a very low voice, “Miss, everything is ready. We can begin.”
“Okay, let’s begin,”
Jiang Wenxi replied casually, still leaning back lazily on the sofa, her fingertips idly stroking the armrest. She didn’t even need to get up; she could simply observe quietly and give a casual “yes” or “no.”
The models, in pairs, gracefully stepped forward to showcase the garments. Each time they reached Jiang Wenxi, they would stop and turn around to allow her to see the details clearly.
The first batch of models displayed everyday casual wear: soft cashmere sweaters, crisp wide-leg trousers, and exquisite knitted dresses—all styles suitable for everyday outings or small gatherings with friends.
“No scarf for model number 1, the color is too bright.”
“Remove the shoes and hat for model number 2, replace them with basic white sneakers and a beret.”
“No shoes for model number 3, the heels are too high, it’s inconvenient to walk in.”
Jiang Wenxi’s voice was clear and crisp, her tone carrying an undeniable certainty. Her eye for detail was sharp; she could always pinpoint the flaws in each outfit and instantly determine the most suitable styles.
The store managers and designers stood by, nodding repeatedly as they listened, quickly taking out their notebooks to jot down her requirements, not daring to utter a single word of objection.
The casual wear display alone lasted for nearly an hour. When the last group of models left and the results were tallied, even Jiang Wenxi herself was stunned—a total of seventy outfits were ultimately selected, ranging from spring to winter wear, from sporty to ladylike styles, covering everything.
“Miss, next up is the professional attire display,” Jiang Kun stepped forward to report.
Jiang Wenxi looked up and saw the models dressed in sharply tailored suits and high-quality trench coats, instantly exuding a more capable and sophisticated aura.
Her figure was near perfect; her shoulders and neck were gracefully curved, her waist slender, and her legs straight and long, her proportions impeccable, even surpassing those of professional models. She could effortlessly carry off any style of clothing.
However, she was currently a student at the Magic University and hadn’t yet entered the workforce, so she wasn’t overly picky about professional attire.
“Keep this navy blue suit, and have two custom-made in different sizes.”
“That burgundy trench coat is nice; the fabric is crisp, I’ll take it.”
In the end, she only chose twenty simple everyday commuter outfits, plus five high-end custom-made pieces for future formal occasions.
Next came the clothing suitable for campus life.
Gentle pleated skirts, soft cardigans, and simple white shirts—each outfit radiated youthful energy. Jiang Wenxi’s eyes crinkled slightly as she looked at the designs, and she selected fifty styles in one go, all of which were styles she could only dream of when she was in school in her previous life.