Saturday, at eight o'clock in the morning, at Mingyue Clothing Factory, aside from the female workers who were working, five people stood at the door, among whom two were as beautiful as flowers, really good-looking.
When Zhang Tingyu came with Zhang Minmin, seeing this setup, they couldn't help but remember what Tang Yue had reminded them of before, that they could give it a try, but whether they would be successful still depended on Zhang Minmin.
"Minmin, later on, just show your most genuine side," Zhang Tingyu reminded her, being smart, even if she didn't know what a commercial was, but in the past few days, she had listened and watched some, and the clothes from Mingyue Clothing Factory, mostly vibrant with youth, just needed to show Zhang Minmin's youthful vitality.
