"Do you like playing tennis?"

Zhang Haiyang finally waited for Zhou Xiaobai and was at the club's tennis court.

He came with Li Yuanchao. As soon as he heard that Zhou Xiaobai was back, he followed him.

Why come to find Zhou Xiaobai?

Because he had heard of it, Zhong Yuemin bought a motorcycle for Zhou Xiaobai.

This made him so angry that he was all in the circle of veterans, and no one knew who else.

Just the two guys in Zhong Yuemin’s pocket are different from him, so what can I pretend to be?

After working hard in the past few months, they naturally earn money, so it is not difficult to buy a motorcycle.

But then that's what to say, after all, I have a large group of brothers in my hand.

Six dollars are required to earn ten dollars, and you can only get four dollars.

And the four dollars have to be taken out to maintain the scene, such as barbecue and Lao Mo.

Who can get along with you without a match?

So, from September to now, it has been more than three months, seafood has been sold for two months, electrical appliances have been sold for more than a month, but I still don’t have a wealth in my pocket.

He knew very well that if Zhong Yuemin wanted to buy a motorcycle, he would definitely lose his money.

Everyone runs the same business, and everyone knows who earns more and earns less. What does it mean to empty your family’s assets?

Let’s play stud with me together, right?

Your generosity makes me look so stingy. Is it because I won’t spend money on Xiaobai?

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaobai looked down on him and did not ask for Zhong Yuemin's motorcycle.

Of course, he only found out about this later.

Seeing Zhou Xiaobai riding a motorcycle, his heart almost broke, but Li Yuanchao explained it to him.

Therefore, he felt that the goddess was pure.

He almost made a misunderstanding about the last drama performance ticket, but fortunately he was not impulsive.

With guilt and love for the goddess and expectation for that purity, he wants to move the goddess with his true heart and to move Xiaobai with his true love.

(Actually, I just don't want to rush)

Nonsense, I worked hard for three months and finally saved a few hundred yuan. I really felt sorry for taking it out. Anyway, he wouldn't do that.

And the facts proved that this move was useless to Zhou Xiaobai, and the goddess did not like material enjoyment.

So Zhong Yuemin's defeat was a time when he deserved his performance.

So…he came, he came, he came, he came with gifts.

"Ocean, why are you here?"

Zhou Xiaobai was resting and slapped Luo Yun for more than half an hour, sweating all over his body.

The tennis court is outdoor, but there is a seating area for leeing sunbathing on the sidelines.

It is absolutely unbearable to wear short-sleeved clothes, but in the weather in early December, you can definitely withstand the warmth and sportswear, after all, it will be warm when you exercise.

Referring to foreign sportswear, Tailor Li redesigned and added a lot of Chinese-style elements.

In fact, the concept of Chinese style was not particularly emphasized at this time, but when designing and sewing four-season clothes for Li Xuewu, he was emphasized and asked by the other party, so he also had his own ideas.

This specially tried out my own creativity and ideas in the subsequent facelifts and designs of executive suits and sportswear, and it was very popular.

Li Xuewu said that he gave it to him that sportswear is also scientific and technological, from materials to workmanship and tailoring of key parts, and then to the fitting size.

Tailor Li’s greatest expectation and significance for life may be the sewing factory in a prison.

Here he became a teacher that everyone admired, experienced the joy of designing and making clothes, as well as foreign magazines and new things.

The outfit that Zhou Xiaobai is wearing now is definitely not inferior to imported goods, regardless of style or workmanship.

The only gap may be materials, there is no way to do so, the industrial foundation is like this.

There are several red-style decorations on the white sportswear, plus tightened cuffs...

Zhang Haiyang didn't understand what youth was or what sports style was. He just felt that he was stingy.

"You are back after hearing what Yuan Chao said."

He walked into the stadium with a smile and handed over the packaging box in his hand.

"You're...? For me?"

Zhou Xiaobai took the gift box in a daze, looked at him in surprise, and asked, "What's this?"

"Open and see," Zhang Haiyang stood there happily, with expectations on his face.

Luo Yun glanced at him and curled the corner of his mouth. Without thinking, the stupid dog came to lick it again.

"Is this a racket? You and that one!"

Zhou Xiaobai opened the box, looked at the exquisite tennis racket inside, and asked in surprise: "Isn't this sold in our shopping mall, imported goods?"

"Xiaobai, you are this, you really have eyesight!"

Zhang Haiyang gestded with a thumbs up and exclaimed: "You can tell at a glance that this is not a mainland product."

The curious Luo Yun also came over, looked at the foreign code on the racket, and then listened to Zhang Haiyang's flattery, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It's a bit too much-

"Where is my eyesight?"

Zhou Xiaobai picked up the racket and looked at it very much, and said, "I have traveled all the shopping malls of Beijing and Tianjin, and I have never seen this before."

"Where did you get it?"

She stood up and tried it in her hand. She looked very touched, and then asked with a smile: "Do you like playing tennis too?"

"Hey, we're all playing around--"

Zhang Haiyang used to brag, and then said aloud, then raised his hand to signal the tennis racket in Zhou Xiaobai's hand and said, "I can't use it."

"A few days ago, we went to the Friendship Store and happened to see this thing and thought of you."

"I gave it to me? No, no!"

When Zhou Xiaobai heard what he said, he quickly returned the racket in his hand to the other party.

"How can I ask for your stuff? This racket is not cheap at first glance, it's too expensive."

"This is what I bought for you-"

Zhang Haiyang sent the racket back and explained with a serious expression: "I really want to thank you, after all, I have given me so much help."

"This...why are you so embarrassed?"

Zhou Xiaobai looked at the racket in his hand, unable to hide his likes on his face, but he was polite.

Seeing this, Zhang Haiyang waved his hand happily and said, "What's the shame? It's not a precious thing. I sincerely want to give it to you."

"It's not a precious thing yet!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Luo Yun took the racket and looked at it, saying, "Okay, Zhang Haiyang, you can go to the Friendship Store, the things there are not cheap."

"And, even if you have money, you can't get in."

She asked in an exaggerated tone: "What, do you have a way? Or is it a special relationship?"

"Don't worry about this-"

Zhang Haiyang was glad that someone pointed out this sentence. It was really not easy for him to do this racket.

But the more this happens, the more you need to show your disregard to make Zhou Xiaobai feel moved when he discovers it.

When will you find the best?

Of course now!

As long as someone orders it to the friendship store, the value and character of his gift will be greatly improved. How can Zhou Xiaobai not be moved?

When the goddess was moved and excited, she burst into tears or smiled sweetly, the two of them confirmed their relationship, met with their parents, got married and had children...

He couldn't wait. Last time at the entrance of the theater, he had already thought about where to go to school for the two and three children, and now he can do it as soon as possible.

"Oh, just keep it—"

Zhang Haiyang waved his hand generously and said, "I wasn't sure if you could use it at that time. I just heard Li Yuanchao say casually that you are playing tennis, otherwise I'll buy you another pair of tennis shoes."

"Don't spend money," Zhou Xiaobai said politely: "I'm embarrassed just with this racket. Why bother you?"

"but……"

She hesitated and looked at the racket in Luo Yun's hand, looking embarrassed, and wanted to speak but stopped.

"What's wrong, Xiaobai?"

Zhang Haiyang would not make his goddess embarrassed and took the initiative to say, "If you have something to do, please talk."
To be continued...