Chapter 130: Stunned

Lin Weiwei and Wang Yan, the two slackers, stared at each other... Well, Lin Weiwei was a slacker; Wang Yan was just not very good at English.

Fortunately, the beautiful young lady could act as a translator.

"May I ask if this gentleman wants to order a suit? Please come this way. Mr. Palestra wants to do measurements for you."

Wang Yan could not help but look at Lin Weiwei and ask, "What's the situation?" Why did she suddenly want to order a suit for him?

That's right, this was a very high-end-looking suit shop. There were all kinds of suits, with a small portion of shirts and ties, and a few pairs of shoes. That was everything.

Lin Weiwei didn't give an explanation until now.

"Xing Cheng Normal University is different from our art schools. There might be some big meetings, small social gatherings, lectures, and so on. Youll go to university, and I want to order a suit for you as a gift. I hope you can be the brightest star at any banquet."

When Lin Weiwei said this, her speed of speech slowed down by a notch, which made her appear even more sincere and gentle.

Wang Yan suddenly came to a realization.

No wonder she hadn't say anything after he saved her. It seemed she was saving it for this moment!

You woman... You're really good at hiding things...

Of course, Wang Yan was very touched, but he felt that there was no need. They were friends; why did she make such a big deal of it?

If I want to buy a suit, there are many high-end ready-to-wear brands out there. The casual suits might be more suitable for me to wear. Why make such a big fuss about it?

Wang Yan felt that she was making a fuss about nothing but the beautiful manager's words helped him understand what the fuss was all about.

"Mr. Palestra is our KICON's gold-medal tailor. He rushed over here from Switzerland at the last minute. He has to rush back to Naples the day after tomorrow. Therefore, sir, your suit will be completed in Naples. Please come again in the middle of next month to make the first adjustment, and make the second adjustment during the National Day long weekend. Before the end of October, you'll have your high-order K50 suit."

Wang Yan's eyes widened.

So, for this suit which is likely to be worn only once a year, I have to come here for it three times?

Wang Yan was no longer a noob who spent money on luxury goods. Therefore, he could understand that for this type of consumption, the more time spent in it, the more expensive it would be.

He frowned and glared at Lin Weiwei. "What are you doing? Where did you get so much money?"

"My parents gave it to me!" Lin Weiwei's unconcerned look was very annoying. "My brother contributed a part of it. He also booked that master tailor. If you want, thank him for it."

Wang Yan had no idea what to do.

He couldn't stop her from expressing her gratitude.

Wang Yan didn't lack money, but he had to consider the feelings of Lin Weiwei, Lin Baizhou, and even their parents.

If I don't accept it, they'd feel bad for owing me such a big favor and not being able to do anything about it, right?

Sometimes he had to learn to graciously accept the kindness from other people.

Alright, let's do it.

The process of measuring was more complicated than expected. Except for shoulders, waist, hips, and legs, his elbows, wrists, necks, and even the stretching angle of the arms were all within the measurement range.

The store manager explained, "Our KICON's suits are custom-made purely by hand. The shoulders are classic Neapolitan style, without shoulder pads.

"Therefore, we have higher standards for the tailoring process. While ensuring the natural and smooth lines, we want to make you feel comfortable as much as possible when you move around, so that no matter how you raise your arms, the suit can still fit your body perfectly."

Lin Weiwei agreed, "The kind of suit that forms a big lump on the shoulders when you raise your arms is so ugly that you can't even look at it... but you seem to be growing. When you come here to do the final fitting during the National Day long weekend, let the master give out two millimeters."

Wang Yan could not help but glare at her. "You know that I'm growing, so why do you still want to order a suit for me?"

Lin Weiwei raised her eyebrows and smiled cunningly.

"What do you know? The Neapolitan style cuffs are shorter and tighter than normal suits. As long as your shoulder width doesn't change much, it's no problem even if your arms are two centimeters longer. Otherwise, why would I choose this shop?

"This formal suit will last you for a year or two. After that, you can go to Savile Street in England and order one yourself. I'll take care of you this time. Who cares what happens to you in the future!"

Wang Yan was instantly speechless.

Actually, he wouldn't grow much. The growth brought about by the attribute modifier (excellent) was basically over. Wang Yan's height would temporarily be fixed at 178 centimeters. As for his body size, unless he was doing muscle-building exercises, the changes wouldn't be too big.

The next time he grew would be the day when he bought the [ attribute modifier (genius)]. God knows when that would be.

Therefore, this gift should be useful for a while.

It was a very thoughtful gift.

...

After the measurement, Mr. Palestra let Wang Yan put on the template suit and asked him to move his body freely. He observed Wang Yan and noted down something before communicating with him.

The process of tailoring a high-end suit was far more complicated than Wang Yan had imagined.

Of course, it might be because a master-level tailor was far more demanding than an ordinary tailor.

When it came to determining the model, it was actually much simpler.

Lin Weiwei actually didn't know much about suits, and Wang Yan was even more ignorant, so he simply handed the matter over to Mr. Palestra.

The old man's suggestion was --

"Mr. Wang has the temperament of an eastern youth, and his figure is as outstanding as a top model. You're very suitable for the free and romantic style of Italian suits.

"Given that Mr. Wang is still young, he doesn't need to wear a formal suit to an occasion, so I think that perhaps style shouldn't be too rigid.

"Take a slightly brighter color and make a waistband buckle. It should be a good choice."

OK, that's it.

Wang Yan and Lin Weiwei both agreed, so they went to pick the fabric.

The store manager introduced each and every one of them gently but also shrewdly.

"For high-order suits, there are only three kinds of fabrics in the world -- Holland Sherry, Loro Piana and Scabal."

"Our baby cashmere comes from Scabal, and our Vicu ña comes from Loro Piana.

"The cashmere are fine and delicate. Its fiber fineness is only 13 microns. A young goat can only have its hair cut once in its lifetime. At the same time, each young goat can only produce less than one tael of cashmere.

"The vicuna is a kind of small alpaca, which belongs to both the familis of vicuna and alpaca. This endangered creature only lives in the Andes mountains. It is now a first-class protected animal in Peru, and its fiber fineness is even more amazing -- 12 microns.

"In order to obtain this precious fiber, we use the most natural way to collect the wool. We wait for the young alpaca to naturally shed its wool, and never interfere with it manually.

"Through hair removal and processing, each alpaca can only produce about 120 grams of usable fiber every two years, and to make a suit needs about 30 alpacas' hair. Can you imagine how rare this kind of fabric is?"

Wang Yan looked at Lin Weiwei with a pale face. He endured it, endured it, endured it, endured it..

In the end, he could not endure it any more.

"Prodigal woman, how much did you spend on this suit? !"

Lin Weiwei pursed her lips and put her hands on her hips like a big teapot.

"My life is worth 300,000 yuan at least. It's not expensive, right? !"

⊙▽⊙ ! ! !

Not expensive!

F*ck, you really put in a lot of money...

Wang Yan was really a little panicked.

If Brother Fugui spent 300,000 yuan to make a suit, it would be too easy. He wouldn't even blink. What was the big deal? !

But Lin Weiwei gave the to him as a gift... it was so scary!

"Forget it! Use my card later."

Young Master Wang displayed his masculine charm at the right time. His tone was unquestionable, and his expression was as firm as a rock, a solid volcanic rock.

Lin Weiwei didn't waste any words on him. She raised her eyebrows and smiled at Wang Yan, then turned around and gave the beautiful manager a look.

The beautiful manager understood and said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, Ms. Lin has paid in full. You should learn to accept gifts. You can't let down a young girl. You are a gentleman!"

I'm not a gentleman at all!

Wang Yan felt his head was throbbing with pain.

I accept your gratitude, but how can I feel at ease when you give me such a big gift without warning?

Fine, I can't afford to offend you. But can I complain?

He picked up his phone and was about to call Liu Li.

However, Lin Weiwei sneered and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Well? Do you need to ask for permission?"

"What if I do?"

"Then you can try... Anyway, I've already told Liu Li about it."

Wang Yan frowned. "Does San Wan know it?"

"Do I look like someone who does things without thinking? Would I secretly give my best friend's boyfriend a suit of 300,000 yuan? Even if it's for some special reason?" Lin Weiwei was not happy and felt that she had been underestimated.

This time, it was the lady manager who was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

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Why was their relationship so confusing? !

Wang Yan stared at Lin Weiwei and raised his phone to his ear.

In the end, Liu Li did not answer the call.

It was very nothing out of ordinary. When she was practising, she would mute her phone and put it in her bag.

Wang Yan was not anxious. He was thinking.

First of all, he was sure that Lin Weiwei was telling the truth. She was not the kind of person who did things without thinking the consequences. Her EQ was far above the normal level of a 20-year-old girl.

Therefore, if she said that Liu Li knew, then Liu Li definitely knew. The reason why Liu Li did not tell him was probably because she wanted Lin Weiwei to decide how to give him this surprise.

A fool would always be like this. He would not interfere with the decisions of the people around him. He was very free.

Next, it was the question of whether to accept it or not.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Yan silently sighed and decided to accept it.

Lin Weiwei's gift was definitely not as easy as she made it to appear. Lin The prices of Baizhou's outfit and watch did not exceed 150,000 yuan. The siblings did have cars and a house, but they definitely did not have as much cash as he did.

It was precisely because of this that he should accept it.

She tried her best to figure out a way to express her gratitude and hired a gold-medal tailor for him. Not to hurt her feelings, he had to accept the gift no matter what.

"Okay, I admit defeat. I'll wear it often in the future."

Wang Yan sighed and agreed helplessly.

Of course, his expression was helpless, but he did not say thank you or complain. He only said that he would treat this gift seriously. Lin Weiwei, who had been a little unhappy, immediately smiled.

"Okay! Then you have to cooperate nicely. When you need to come to the capital for the fitting, you have to come immediately!"

"OK! OK, I can't let your good intentions go to waste. I'll cooperate well."

Wang Yan raised his hands in surrender.

Seeing this, the store manager smiled and proceeded to the next step -- to confirm the style of the shirt with Wang Yan.

Wang Yan looked at Lin Weiwei suspiciously, but she fiercely shook her head.

The store manager smiled and said, "The suit you ordered is K50. We will give you two handmade shirts, a tie, and a bottle of perfume for free. Now, please let me introduce these small gifts to you."

Wang Yan nodded and listened carefully.

"We produce about 200 shirts every day. Each of them has to go through 22 processes and is purely hand-stitched.

"The shirt buttons are made from the highest level of Pintada Fritillaria materials in Australia.

"The unique design makes sure the shirts will never shrink.

"The tie is also purely hand-made. A 1.5-meter-long thread is sewn in one go.

"As for the perfume, we're not a professional perfume maker, but we specially make two types of KICON perfume in the perfume capital. It's enough to guarantee the quality. What do you think?"

Wang Yan: "..."

I don't know anything and I don't want to say anything. You guys are awesome, and that's then end of it.

Pingzhi, Ah Pingzhi, this gift of yours is REALLY AWESOME!

After the beautiful manager introduced the gifts, she started to promote other items.

"Mr. Wang, you still need a pair of shoes to match your suit. Our shop makes about 3,000 pairs of leather shoes every year, tailored to customers' foot shapes and walking habits..."

"Stop talking, I'll buy them!"

Wang Yan was afraid that Lin Weiwei would buy the shoes, too, so he quickly interrupted her and swiped his card to get it over with.

Then he began to choose the leather, the style and determine the height of the heels...

During the process, Wang Yan gained some knowledge -- the soles of KICON's shoes were not made of one piece of rubber, but were filled with top-notch Italian oak chips.

They might not worth much, but their attention to details were really painstaking.

The colors were all made with natural vegetable dyes, and they were all hand-painted, so there would be some tiny traces of color in the shoes.

Moreover, this kind of shoes couldn't be used for a long time in bad road conditions since it would shorten their life span.

How much a pair?

8,000-30,000 yuan.

Wang Yan directly ordered two pairs of shoes--a pair of crocodile Oxford Brock, a pair of bison plain Oxford.

Oxford was the style and Brock was the pattern.

The former suit casual wear, including some styles of jeans, while the latter was formal dress shoes.

A small pair of shoes hid a lot of information in the upper-class social circles.

Wang Yan initially did not think that he'd have the opportunity to use this knowledge and just listened with his newly acquired good manners.

But later when he heard that many state ceremonies and banquets fully respected these rules and etiquettes, his attitude changed.

In fact, there were no aristocrats in the country, but there was still a upper-class society.

The missing Chinese ancient etiquette was made up by Western etiquette.

Etiquette wasn't a simple handshake. It consisted of the rules about dressing, greeting, talking, and sitting...

It seemed complicated, but it was the foundation for mutual trust and euqal communication.

The beautiful lady manager was extremely cultured and knowledgeable. She talked about the etiquette in an engaging manner.

Wang Yan liked it and felt this trip was worth it.

While he was listening attentively, Lin Weiwei was drawn to the young man's profile. She suddenly recalled the feeling she had when she was observing him in the library that day.

No, it felt better than that day.

In his concentration, he looked as calm as a pool of green water. The surface was clear, but the inside was deep.

Tsk. He was becoming more and more handsome every day. What a freaking monster...

Was he God's pet dog descending to the mortal world?

Lin Weiwei was almost amused by her own thought. Meanwhile, the serious-looking old man, the gold-medal tailor Palestra Master, had been observing Wang Yan. Suddenly he overturned his previous assumptions and strode to the fabric area. Pulling out a bolt of special fabric, he raised his voice and said two sentences in Italian to the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman asked in surprise, "Are you sure? There are less than five bolts of this fabric left, and there is only one in China. Didn't you plan to keep it for a certain movie star?"

Master Palestra waved his hand and said without any doubt, "Just give it to him! Make a more casual suit with it. This inspiration of mine is so beautiful. That's it!"

The beautiful woman shrugged her shoulders in an european-style way and turned around to Wang Yan. "Lucky boy!

"Mr. Wang, Master Palestra is willing to give you a piece of rarer fabric for your suit. What do you think?"

Wang Yan frowned and was about to refuse.

However, the woman added hurriedly, "There's no need for the lady to spend another cent. You just need to tell me whether you like that piece of fabric or not."

"Why?" Wang Yan didn't understand.

The store manager patiently explained.

"In fact, KICON only cut out 25 sets of suits from each bolt of fabric. In a sense, it's a global limited edition.

"Different fabrics have different prices, and their values depend not only on the material, pattern, weaving techniques, or other technical details.

"We have now a total of 25 sets of fabrics. Where they are used, how many suits are booked, and how many are remained will all play a role in the price.

"And the price of the fabric that Master Palestra wants to replace for you is not much higher than the one you chose before. The reason why it is so precious is that... it is the only one in the country."

Lin Weiwei didn't even look at the fabric, but when she heard the word 'only'. she immediately urged, "Change it! Wang Wang, listen to the Master!"

Then, her eyes lit up as she asked the shop manager, "Will the rest become ready-made suits and collections?"

The young woman smiled but didn't say anything.

Wang Yan sighed, shook his head, and walked toward the Master Palestra.

When he unfolded the fabric, he was stunned.

The color was probably a slightly fluorescent rice-white or pearl-white. In fact, the fabric itself wasn't mixed with gold or diamond powder, but because of its fine texture, it refracted a flowing-water-like luster under the light.

In the rice-white fabric, there was a sky-blue stripe every few dozens of centimeters.

Different from the normal short stripes, these stripes were far from each other and were about 10 centimeters wide. The color was bright, and it complemented the base quality perfectly.

Wang Yan could not help but marvel at the beauty of the material. He could not imagine how they would cut such a material and made it into a suit.

What kind of amazing design would the final suit have?

The combination of the fabric and a top-notch tailor was really... worthy of any degree of expectation!

Change! it had to be changed. This was it!

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