“Welcome all of you. I heard that you specifically came to do the styling for Mr Li and my boss has prepared a dressing room for everyone.” The housekeeper smiled at the group. “Please come with me.” 

The group followed the housekeeper and pushed open a door into a spacious room, staring in tandem.

Cosmetics and skin care brands of major  brands were placed on different shelves, there were the most expensive make-up lights as well as a variety of professional equipment.

"This was prepared in a hurry. If there is anything missing then please let me know immediately. I will arrange for the staff to bring it over." The housekeeper pointed to the snacks and drinks on the table, introducing the place where all types of utensils were placed. "Someone is guarding the door. Just open your mouth if you need anything."

The stylist who just despised the owner as a nouveau riche now wanted to kneel down and recognize the owner as his father. This was the dressing room that stylists and makeup artists dreamed of! 

“Teacher, what’s wrong with you?” The makeup artist saw that the stylist had tears in his eyes and wondered, “Have you forgotten to bring something?”

“No.” The stylist shook his head, Why did he have tears in his eyes?

It was because he loved things here deeply. Li Zhao entered the dressing room and was ravaged from head to toe. The skincare steps were done meticulously and every piece of hair received the stylist’s attention and love.

“Your skin is so good that you don’t have to worry about HD camera lens.” The stylist and makeup artist circled Li Zhao but soon found a problem. The clothing that Strawberry Entertainment borrowed didn’t fit. 

A layman might not see anything but it was obvious that the tailoring of this outfit wasn’t suitable for Li Zhao’s figure. Li Zhao had long legs and white skin. This suit was obviously more suitable for mature men in their 30s.

“What do do?” Strawberry Entertainment had prepared three sets of outfits for Li Zhao but none of them had the effect that the stylist wanted.

These clothes would fail to fully display Li Zhao’s charm. The stylist shook his head critically. “I want the feeling of the suit to make people crazy enough to take off the clothes.”

“Sunshine, purity, abstinence but charming.” The stylist muttered as he looked at Li Zhao’s face. “These clothes will only wast this good-looking face.” 

Li Zhao looked numb as he allowed them to touch him all over. Now he wouldn’t hesitate to say yes if they had him wearing sheets to the red carpet.

“Excuse me, sorry to bother you again.” The housekeeper knocked on the door and he was followed by two maids pushing a rack of clothes. “Mr Li, the boss ordered some clothes a while ago but the staff got the size wrong. Would you like to see if there is anything suitable for you?”

The rack was full of men’s clothes in all colours.

The stylist casually picked up one. “The design of this outfit is very similar to the style of the chief designer of the Red House.” 

Designers of this level shouldn’t be making low-level mistakes about the size.

“This set looks like the design of Orange House…” The stylist’s hands trembled. These weren’t like products for sale but more like privately customized clothes. Was it a coincidence that so many designers got the size wrong?

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