Li Manjun was waiting for him to come out at the door and asked funnyly: "Did you give it away?"
Zhao Yong nodded, "Sent it away."
As he said this, he peeled off one and handed it to Li Manjun's mouth, forcing her to eat one too.
He himself ate one piece after another, as if the sweetness was not enough, he smiled, his eyes were a little hot, he turned around and looked into the distance for a while, then turned back and looked at her intently.
Now we could hold hands and leave openly. Zhao Yong's big palm completely wrapped Li Manjun's small hand in his palm and pulled her to the photo studio.
As soon as the owner of the photo studio saw this kind of couple, he knew they were here to take a wedding certificate photo. He put down the red background paper and asked the two of them to sit over.
The photo was taken in just two clicks. Li Manjun also put on makeup today, and the owner of the photo studio said the effect was quite good.
But Li Manjun didn't quite believe it when he saw the dark film.
The photos cannot be developed right away. You have to wait five days to get them, leave your signature, and indicate your name when the time comes to pick them up.
When Zhao Yong was checking out, he suddenly saw other people's wedding photos displayed on the glass counter. He pointed at the photos and asked:
“Can you still take pictures like this in your store?”
The men wear ties and suits, and the women wear beautiful and gorgeous skirts and veils.
He wondered why the photo taken today was so bad, and what he owed in his heart was that he forgot to take wedding photos.
When Xiaoguan got married, his wife was clamoring to take this kind of photo. If she didn't take it, she would cry, fuss, and hang herself. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to take the photo.
As soon as the pat came back, the joyful energy made Xiaoguan feel comfortable.
At that time, Xiaoguan said to the brothers who were not yet married: "This woman is just to be coaxed. If she makes them happy, we gentlemen will feel comfortable at home."
"But if you make her unhappy in any way, then just wait, the roof will be lifted for you in less than two days!"
The owner of the photo studio pushed up the frame and glanced at the photo pointed at by Zhao Yong. His eyes lit up behind the lenses.
"Yes, do you want a set? I'll call the makeup artist over right away, give you makeup for free, and give you a large photo frame to set up." The boss highly recommended it.
Pointing to the photo wall opposite, there is a large European-style oil painting photo frame, which is grand and western-style.
And Li Manjun, who was standing in front of the photo wall looking at the photos, said, "Your wife is so beautiful, she will definitely be more beautiful in a wedding dress. On such a beautiful day, take beautiful wedding photos as a souvenir. You can look through them later. There are so many
good."
Zhao Yong's eyes lit up when he heard this. He hadn't taken a photo with Manjun yet, and it was a good day today, so he really needed a set.
"How much does it cost to give you a large photo frame for the table?"
"999 for a set, it will last forever, you are guaranteed to be satisfied, and we will give you another free video set on your wedding day."
Zhao Yong secretly took a deep breath. No wonder Xiaoguan's wife had to cry, make trouble, and hang herself before the photo could be taken. It turns out that a set of wedding photos is so expensive!
But look at the wedding dress in the photo, the pink puffy princess dress, it’s so beautiful.
Looking back at Li Manjun, she would definitely look better wearing it.
Zhao Yong still wanted to take the photo, especially since the meaning of "eternal life" was so good. He gritted his teeth and said, "999, 999!"
Li Manjun came over suspiciously, "Why do you want 999? Zhao Yong, you haven't settled the bill yet?"
When he looked down, Zhao Yong pointed at a wedding photo of a girl wearing a wedding dress, and Li Manjun understood instantly.
"See if you like it? Let's do a set too." Zhao Yong was very enthusiastic.
Li Manjun glanced at the finished photos on the counter. They were the photos of Western-style wedding dresses coming from the West. Foreign wedding dresses are white, but combined with local preferences, they come in various colors.
Among them, pink and red are the most popular.
The bride wore her hair in a bun, fluffy and sprinkled with golden sequins. She wore a pink veil and beaded flowers, and wore Hong Kong-style makeup from the coast. It looked pretty and had a special charm.
It’s only 999 yuan. Is this a robbery?
Today's film is not what it used to be. Domestic film has directly broken the monopoly market of foreign films in the past. Now a film only costs five yuan.
It doesn’t cost much to set up a table, photo frame, etc. 999 is an absolute injustice.
"Are there any other packages?" Seeing Zhao Yong's enthusiasm, Li Manjun couldn't bear to offend him and asked the owner of the photo studio with a smile.
The photo studio owner's eyes turned shrewdly, hey, this kind of thing must be a man's money, and the woman may care about it.
However, this male customer is rarely seen today. Usually when a couple comes into the store, the woman is crying to death and wants to be photographed. The men find it expensive and think that these fancy pictures are useless, so they might as well buy two new clothes.
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"Like this kind of seven-inch single photo, plus the cost of clothing and makeup, how much does it cost to take a book of ten photos?" Li Manjun expressed a more clear demand.
Zhao Yong wanted to talk, so he took the photo and paid for it. Li Manjun glanced at it and saw that she had not even had time to tell him about the two hundred red envelopes she gave to Li Lijun and Li Jianjun yesterday.
I gave so much at the beginning, but how should I give it when I need to give it during the New Year and holidays?
The most important thing is that she doesn't want him to make a fool of himself, because her family is fine and she can withstand the shock.
But if those relatives next to him know that he is rich, the trouble will just begin.
Help, you are doing a thankless job, don't help, people will say you have no blood ties, are indifferent, and look down on poor relatives.
Zhao Yong had no choice but to shut up angrily.
However, wedding photos had to be taken. After a discussion between Li Manjun and the owner of the photo studio, they finally settled on a price of 99 yuan to take ten photos and make a photo album.
After subtracting nine hundred yuan at once, Zhao Yong suddenly realized that the owner of the photo studio wanted to cheat him.
Fortunately, I have Manjun, otherwise I would have been taken advantage of.
"How much does it cost to add the oil painting photo frame I just mentioned?"
Zhao Yong looked at Li Manjun and said, "Let's also get one and hang it on the bed. It looks so nice and stylish."
Western style?
You guys have never seen those big picture frames thrown away in the garbage dumps of later generations, right? The scavengers think they are a nuisance.
Li Manjun waved his hand, "No need, the photo album is convenient for viewing, that's enough."
Zhao Yong: "Be one. If others have it, you must have it."
Xiaoguan's wife always shows off her big photo frame when people come to their house for dinner.
Li Manjun raised his eyebrows, "You want it?"
Zhao Yong coughed twice and pretended not to care, looking here and there, "It's okay, mainly because you women don't all like these."
Seeing that Li Manjun had relaxed, the owner of the photo studio said with a smile: "You can get a larger photo frame for an additional fifty yuan. It's a good deal. Just add another one. Everyone is in love with this now."
Li Manjun glanced at Zhao Yong who pretended not to care, smiled helplessly and nodded, "Add it."
The corner of the man's mouth raised, then he suppressed it as hard as he could.
This idiot was so cute and stupid. While the photo studio owner was looking for clothes, Li Manjun couldn't help but reach out and pinch Zhao Yong's face.
Tsk, it's rough and doesn't feel good to the touch.
The man grabbed her hand and held it tightly, "Li Manjun, what do you want to do in broad daylight..."
Li Manjun smiled charmingly, turned around and entered the fitting room, leaving the distracted Zhao Yong outside.
