Du San and Zhou Tingyan happily carried the two quilts and walked into the house, eager to take a look. Chu Heng walked slowly behind with his hands behind his back, and from time to time he would chat with a man who was working.
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When he entered the room, the young couple had already spread out two quilts on the kang and were looking at the extraordinarily luxurious-looking quilt top.
For the quilt covers of these two quilts, Ni Yinghong extravagantly used brocades from a lot of things that crazy old man Ying Pingshan got from the Friendship Store.
One bed is made of golden fabric, embroidered with lifelike phoenixes and blooming flowers, and the other bed is dark green, with peacocks and pomegranates embroidered on it, both with beautiful meanings.
Chu Heng glanced at the two quilt covers that even he couldn't help but marvel at when he first saw them. They were as bright and beautiful as the clouds in the sky. He was afraid that these two bumpkins would ruin a good thing, so he introduced them: "This quilt cover is for
It's brocade, you can't see it in the market. In the early years, it was a tribute from the royal family, and it's known as every inch of brocade and every inch of gold."
"I wonder why it's so beautiful! Love is something used by the emperor." Du San's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at the two quilts more pleasing to the eye. He reached out and gently touched the ridges on them, grinning.
He said: "If I cover it now, am I living an emperor's life?"
At the same time, he felt warm in his heart, and secretly planned to go back and find more good bird cages to send to his sister-in-law.
Zhou Tingyan naturally loved the two thick and gorgeous beddings. She blinked her smart eyes and looked left and right. After a while, she suddenly took off her shoes and got on the kang. She ran to the kang cabinet and rummaged around, taking out a small
After handing the tiger head hat to Chu Heng, he signed a few more signs.
Chu Heng held the hat and turned to look at Du San.
Du San consciously translated: "She said that this hat is for the child in my sister-in-law's belly. In addition to this, there are two sets of clothes that are not ready. I will send them to you when they are ready later."
"Haha, I'm interested. I like this hat." Chu Heng smiled and nodded at the simple mute girl, then pulled a stool over and sat down. He looked at Erlang's legs and asked the two of them: "How are you preparing everything?"
How are you doing? Are you missing anything? If you need anything, just tell me."
"I really don't need anything." Du San shook his head, rubbed his hands again, and said with a grin: "On my wedding day, you have to provide me with a car to support the occasion."
"You don't have to say this to me? You are a gangster, and Tingyan is a decent and kind family. To you, you think it is a marriage, so we must marry Tingyan back in a glorious way!"
"What you said comes from the bottom of my heart. If Tingyan can be my wife, she will be my husband and wife for eight lifetimes. I can't wrong her."
"Abba!"
"What did she say?"
"Hehe, she said that meeting me is the greatest luck in her life."
"Hiccup... Hurry, tell her to get out of here quickly. I just finished eating this morning. I really can't eat dog food anymore!"
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At noon, the sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
After hanging out in Du San for a whole morning and having lunch, Chu Heng left here and drove to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Near one o'clock, he finally arrived at the office of the winery project team, and saw Gao Ling, who was sitting bored in the corner, silently observing the people and things in the room.
"When did you come?"
"It's past eleven o'clock."
"Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten. I ate at home before coming here."
"Have all the procedures been completed?"
"It's all done, I got my work permit."
"Well, come with me."
After asking a few words, Chu Heng came out of the office with Gao Ling, who was pinching the corner of his clothes nervously, and chatted while walking.
Chu Heng walked in front with his hands behind his back and casually asked Gao Ling: "Can you know how to do tailoring?"
The little girl who was following him like a follower quickly replied, "Yes, I have been helping my father since I was a child. I can do all those jobs."
"It's good to have a foundation, so you don't have to hire anyone anymore." Chu Heng nodded, and then said: "In the next period of time, you have two things to do. One is to design some clothes as soon as possible so that the shop can be opened as soon as possible.
We are open for business, you can feel free to come as you please, don't be afraid of making mistakes, I will check it for you later."
"Yeah, I'll do it as soon as possible." Gao Ling's little chicken nodded with pecks of rice, being well-behaved and docile.
Chu Heng continued: "The second is learning. You currently lack a lot of knowledge and need to make up for it. In a few days, I will send you a batch of books and introduce you to some masters in this field.
And your task is to dig out all the knowledge in the book and the minds of the masters in the shortest possible time and make it your own."
"I will, leader!" Gao Ling nodded nervously, with a strong sense of urgency in his heart, fearing that he would not be able to meet the requirements of this product and would be driven back and continue to be a despised man-woman.
Yesterday, she had already felt the benefits of having a decent job. Her sister-in-law was much more polite to her, and even vaguely flattered her. The neighbors did not dare to gossip about her anymore, because she now works in a ministry. In the eyes of these people,
That is leadership!
Gao Lingxin felt unprecedented satisfaction, so she didn't want to go back even to death!
The two of them just talked and listened all the way downstairs, then exited the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and stopped at the door of an inconspicuous little bungalow with blue bricks and red tiles next to the compound.
This is the shop Chu Heng prepared for Gao Ling.
The whole house doesn't look big, about a hundred or so square meters, and the exterior walls are painted with a new layer of white ash, covering up all the original mottled marks.
There is no plaque on the door like other stores, but a white board with black characters on the side of the door, with Gao's Studio's name in Chinese and English engraved on it.
This place was originally the dormitory of the ministry. After Chu Heng took a fancy to it, he drove the people to live in the Tongzi Building, which everyone longed for. He took the dormitory back and later personally led the people to renovate it.
"Go in and take a look, this shop will be yours from now on." Chu Heng took out the key, opened the door, and led Gao Ling, who was staring at the strange-looking sign, into the house.
Entering the shop is the reception room, which is more than thirty square meters in size, and the overall style is European-style.
There is a gorgeous crystal chandelier above the head, a mahogany floor under the feet, the windows are covered with chiffon curtains, blocking the prying eyes from the street, and there are several artistic (unintelligible) oil paintings hanging on the walls, and there are niches
There are many handicrafts and books that are rare today. There is a set of leather sofas for entertaining guests next to the east wall. There is also a bone china tea set on the mahogany coffee table next to it. There is a gramophone in the corner.
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The entire reception room looks both elegant and warm.
These things were all dug out by Chu Heng from the warehouse of No. 19 Middle School. I don’t know which wealthy family they came from...
Gao Ling was dumbfounded on the spot.
She had imagined what the shop would look like countless times yesterday, but she never thought it would look like this.
What about the shelves?
What about the counter?
What about the checkout counter?
Are you sure this is a shop and not a capitalist's living room?