Song Jinsheng's smiling face turned red, and the normally indifferent person suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment.
She could only wait stiffly for Mrs. Song to finish touching her, and then relax her body.
Song Qinghui saw that her sister was embarrassed, covered her mouth and laughed happily.
After Mrs. Song put down her hand, she took out the new Lana Blue product card she got today from the space button.
"Mother, what is this?" Song Qinghui asked.
Song Jinsheng only felt that the things in Mrs. Song's hands looked familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen them before.
"This is a customized card for this season's new Lana Blue products. It's for you to win the calligraphy competition reward." Mrs. Song explained.
"That's great, thank you, mother." When Song Qinghui heard that it was Lan Nalan, she knew how much Mrs. Song had put into it.
She has heard of this brand of skirts countless times, but has never had the chance to buy them.
I'm afraid that after wearing it once and washing it, it will deform or lose the feeling that I just bought it.
Sure enough, Mrs. Song smiled after hearing this: "As long as you like it."
"like."
But I was afraid that if she did this, it would hurt the child's heart, so I never dared to act rashly.
It's like he was born with a lack of emotion, and he seems to be indifferent to everything.
Song Jinsheng frowned: "There is no Song family."
This kind of skirt is very expensive, and even if she bought it, she wouldn't dare to wear it more.
I originally thought Mrs. Song would give them some custom-made dresses, but I didn't expect them to be so expensive.
When Song Jinsheng and Song Qinghui said goodbye and were walking back to the yard, they suddenly remembered the origin of the new Lana Blue product.
"Then tell me about the regular users of this new product."
"Miss Song, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Listening to the familiar cold voice coming from Zhi's mind, Xiaolan sat upright.
It's just that Song Jinsheng didn't look happy at all.
Xiaolan paused for a moment. Then she said: "This is the family that buys the most. I just don't know which family it is. It's quite mysterious and has a lot of money."
She cleared her voice and subconsciously looked at her appearance.
I haven't seen this child smile since he came to the Song family.
Seeing Mrs. Song asking herself, Song Jinsheng answered the answer she wanted in her expectant eyes.
Xiaolan felt that Sister Song's intelligence attack today was quite sudden.
"No, with so many big bosses in front of us, there is no chance for the Song family. Why did Sister Song suddenly become concerned about our group? You invested in it and became the largest shareholder of the group, then left."
In fact, she was not interested in these, she just didn't want to disappoint Mrs. Song.
Seeing her daughter's happy expression, Mrs. Song felt that it was worthwhile to go to Ouyang's house today.
Xiao Lan thought that Sister Song was inspecting her, so she quickly replied: "It's funny, our new product can only be purchased by a few regular customers, and they are..."
Could this be the new seasonal clothing from Xiaolan and her group?
After Song Jinsheng became suspicious, he directly gave Xiaolan a smart brain call: "Xiaolan."
"The next one is the Ouyangyang family, the head of the top ten families. There is also the Nangong family, but the Nangong family hasn't customized it for a year."
Sometimes she really wants to take her to the hospital for a checkup.
"Yes, Sister Song, how do you know? I thought you never paid attention to these things."
I'm afraid this child has some kind of mental illness.
"You have a new Lana Blue product this season?"
"Jinsheng, do you like this gift?"
In the past, Sister Song would only come to her after a year to hear about the group's affairs during the year, and then point out the important direction of the group.
With Sister Song's guidance, the group can develop prosperously.
Especially when the group was first established, she was confused about many things. In the end, she slowly adapted to it under Sister Song's guidance.
After that, Sister Song gradually let go and could only listen to her work report within a fixed period of time.
