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Chapter 165 Buying clothes

August 25th.

More than a week went by in a blink of an eye.

Liu Changqing did not expect the little red in Pokemon. Although the gameplay is somewhat innovative, it is far from this level.

Later, he learned that the son of a well-known domestic director showed off the game content on the handheld console during a variety show.

Among them, the game Pokemon is one of his main games.

It is said that I got tired of playing other games on the market, and when I bought some games produced by small game companies, I accidentally found a high-quality product.

Then, through the promotion of TV variety shows, Pokemon, which was originally not very good, became a small hit, so an additional 200,000 copies were added.

Taken together, the two versions cost 200,000 each and are almost sold out.

The rest is because the popularity has dropped, and fewer and fewer people have bought it.

But it is undeniable that Pokemon has become quite popular.

When he first heard Feng Qian say this, Liu Changqing was very surprised. He once thought it was Chen Dafu, a philanthropic boy who was bored and looking for connections to advertise on variety shows.

But when he called to inquire, he got a negative answer. Everything happened so suddenly that Liu Changqing felt that he was favored by God.

When looking at the numbers in the card, Liu Changqing almost couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the screen, counting back and forth several times by himself.

This made An Yuanyao, who had been in the same room with him, look at him frequently, somewhat confused as to why Liu Changqing was so happy.

Suddenly something occurred to her. She looked at the scenery outside the window, and then looked at the smiling Liu Changqing. An Yuanyao put down what she was holding and asked hesitantly.

"Zhiyue...has school started?"

"Well, I started going to class yesterday. Rocket class started earlier."

Without looking back, Liu Changqing answered like this.

Probably after confirming that the string of numbers would not get shorter, Liu Changqing put away his phone, and the smile that was almost overflowing just now also subsided.

After calming down his emotions, he looked at An Yuanyao.

"Why do you ask this?"

"Nothing, I just feel a little bored..."

"Bored? That's right, I'm not too busy now..."

Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment and said with a sigh.

Then there was nothing more to say.

An Yuanyao was stunned for a while, looking at Liu Changqing aside. When she saw that the other party was not talking, she began to feel anxious.

He quickly continued to hint.

“The weather is also very good.”

"It's true, the sun is shining brightly, the sky is blue and the clouds are white. Except it's a little hot outside, the weather is really good."

"..."

The hands on the table clenched slightly, then slowly relaxed.

Thinking of what Liu Changqing had done, An Yuanyao probably knew that the other party really didn't understand the meaning of her words.

Although I feel very embarrassed, but...

After struggling for a long time, An Yuanyao finally made up her mind.

First he let out a breath, then his eyes became firm, and he looked at Liu Changqing and said what he originally wanted to say.

"With this weather...how about going shopping?"

"You want me to die?"

After a brief analysis, Liu Changqing's brain responded with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Shopping is the one thing he hates most.

Especially when it comes to shopping for women.

The shadows caused by shopping with my mother in my previous life still occasionally appear in my dreams. I went to one house after another without feeling tired at all. I changed one outfit after another and compared myself to a clothes hanger in front of the mirror.

The important thing is that you don't buy it after struggling for a long time, and then go to other stores to repeat this operation.

When An Yuanyao heard Liu Changqing's answer, she was a little confused at first and didn't understand what this sentence meant for a while.

But the time spent with Liu Changqing gave her some understanding of the other person's way of speaking, but she was not sure.

So An Yuanyao asked as if asking.

"Do you hate shopping?"

"What I hate most is shopping."

"But... I see that you only have two or three pieces of clothes that you have changed recently. I originally wanted to help you choose a few..."

"How many pieces can you help me choose?"

Liu Changqing was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then reacted and asked.

"Instead of buying clothes yourself, why don't you help me pick out a few pieces?"

"I've already bought some clothes and I won't need them in a short time."

"..."

Listening to An Yuanyao say these words, Liu Changqing fell into deep thought.

His demand for clothes is not too high. In his opinion, it is enough if it can be put on to cover the body. Moreover, because of the hot weather, even if his clothes are washed once a day, they will be dried the next day after being hung up.

.

But after An Yuanyao asked, she did feel that her clothes were missing...

Due to weight loss, my previous clothes have begun to become a bit baggy, and they really don't look very nice when worn on my body.

After thinking about something, Liu Changqing nodded.

"Let's go now!"

"Um?"

"We have to hurry up. The key to buying clothes is to make a quick decision!"

After saying that, he stood up from the chair, looked at An Yuanyao, and flicked his head towards the door.

"Come on, let's set off."

An Yuanyao looked at Liu Changqing blankly.

She still doesn't understand what the other person is thinking about in his head...

As the two people left, the room became quiet again.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Liu Xiazhi ran in with a drawing and a smile on her face, talking as she ran.

"Dad, I just drew you... Hey, where is dad?"

Looking at the empty scene in the house, Liu Xiazhi stayed at the door, and then her expression slowly turned aggrieved.

Little Foot stamped the ground angrily.

"Dad, really, you don't take me with you when you go out to play!"

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"Sixteen dollars in total!"

Lan Yixian smiled and said to the customer in front of him, stretched out his hand and handed the plastic bag in his hand to the person in front of him.

The other party put the money on the glass cabinet, took the plastic bag handed over by Lan Yixian, and left the store entrance.

Business has deteriorated a lot.

This is something Lan Yixian has noticed recently.

Perhaps because of the newly opened cake shop next door, fewer and fewer people come to buy Chinese pastries. In the past half month, more and more leftover pastries have been taken home.

As evening approached, Lan Yixian was about to go back to the kitchen to make preparations when he saw the boss.

The owner of this pastry shop is a middle-aged woman in her fifties. She usually greets people with a smile, but today it is obvious that she is not in a good mood.

He happened to see Lan Yixian, and the boss waved.

Seeing this action, Lan Yixian stepped forward with some confusion.

Before Lan Yixian could ask, the boss said directly.

Her expression looked a little disappointed.

"After the end of the month... I will quit this store and have transferred it out."

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