Section 99

"That's how it is. Never mind you—you learned a makeup style, used it on an actress today, and someone copied it by tomorrow. There's nowhere to argue about it."

"Exactly. People like us used to have free time to go to Tiananmen and take photos for people, even teaching them how to pose. It didn't take long before our fellow photographers copied us too, and then started a price war."

The two photographers couldn't help joining in and complaining.

When Sister Cai and the others heard this, they realized that everyone had suffered this kind of silent loss.

For a moment, they actually felt a little better.

The makeup artist asked Liang Ying, "Miss Liang, do you still need us? If not, we'll leave now. Just give us a hundred yuan."

Liang Ying said, "Leave? Why would you leave? I need you here. But not for simple makeup."

She wasn't someone willing to suffer in silence. Copying their methods was one thing, but coming over to siphon off their customers was another. Liang Ying wasn't good at fighting hard, but couldn't she use a softer approach?

She called the makeup artists inside and spoke to them for a few minutes. Expressions of surprise appeared on their faces.

"Well? Can you do it?" Liang Ying asked.

The makeup artist nodded. "That won't be a problem. Makeup artists normally do styling as well. But you'll have to raise our pay a little."

"Of course." Liang Ying was flush with money now. Why would she care about such a small expense? Besides, if today's method worked again, the orders it attracted would more than cover the cost.

A little after ten.

Lin Lianhua dragged Song Mei back to the Trade Fair. When she saw fashion shows taking place in front of many booths,