The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 684 - 683. Let’s forget about men’s clothing.

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Chapter 684: 683. Let’s forget about men’s clothing.

[How to pursue a boy you have a crush on?]

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In a private restaurant far away in the imperial capital, Yang Tiantian was helping Father Yang when she heard the buzzing of her cell phone.

Before she could free her hands, Father Yang’s loud voice filled the entire kitchen.

"Tiantian, your phone is ringing!"

"Yeah, I know, Dad!"

Yang Tiantian wiped the sweat from her forehead, and seeing the diners in the hall also dripping with sweat, she turned the standing air conditioner down two degrees once more, ushering in a rush of cool breeze throughout the private restaurant.

"Phew, it’s so hot that you can’t sit still without air conditioning!"

"Tell me about it. Just walking on the street earlier nearly roasted me to a crisp."

"Has there been heavy rain recently? The weather feels stuffy, like it’s going to steam us alive."

"Miss, bring us two bottles of chilled beer!"

"Coming right up, please wait a moment!"

Yang Tiantian set down the two dishes she was carrying, lifted the curtain leading to the kitchen, and walked in again.

"Tiantian, go check your phone first. Don’t miss your real job because of this."

"Okay, Dad. The table five wants two bottles of chilled beer. Please serve them for me."

"Alright, you go ahead."

Father Yang had just finished a dish, wiped his hands with the towel he tugged off his body, grabbed the beer from the fridge, and went out.

Yang Tiantian washed her hands, picked up her phone, and found unread messages popping up on WeChat, all from her direct supervisor.

"Huh? When did the boss get a signal?"

Could it be that the first episode had already been filmed? Considering that five or six days had passed, it seemed about time.

Happy with these thoughts, Yang Tiantian cheerfully entered her password, planning to chat with her boss about whether the filming was fun or tiring, but to her surprise...

Several messages popped up on WeChat, all "work tasks" assigned to her.

[Tang Shu]: "Help me check which flower shop has better flowers, I need red roses."

[Tang Shu]: "Also, look for a jewelry brand that is kind of delicate and suitable for gifting, no need to worry about the price for now."

[Tang Shu]: "And check which brand’s menswear is the best."

[Tang Shu]: "Forget the menswear, just buy me some fabric, the best quality."

Yang Tiantian: "???"

That’s quite sudden.

Recalling the recent scandal and its clarification that blew up online, Yang Tiantian’s originally perplexed eyes suddenly brightened with a thought of Qi Lian.

"Could it be... the boss wants to buy something for the Xu Family’s younger brother as a thank-you?"

Yes, that must be it!

Overjoyed, Yang Tiantian quickly replied with assurances of completing the task, then took off her apron that had gotten a bit greasy.

"Dad, I have to run an errand and won’t be home to keep you company!"

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As Yang Tiantian stepped out of Yang’s Private Restaurant, a question suddenly struck her.

"Wait a minute, why did the boss ask about red roses at the flower shop? Is that kind of flower appropriate to give to a younger brother?"

Is there some weird, counter-intuitive aesthetic trend becoming popular lately—

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As the weather grew hotter, this summer had entered its most vibrant stage.

On the streets across the country, most people carried sun umbrellas to shield themselves from the scorching sun, boys in shorts and T-shirts, girls in camisole dresses showing off their beautiful curves, causing many passersby to turn heads and look.