Huang Shan told Ling Xiaowei about the denim. She had already brought the denim back and was waiting for Ling Xiaowei to get it.
Hearing the news, Ling Xiaowei was really excited. It's great! It's time to go back and make clothes today. Summer vacation is over and the weather has turned cooler. It's a good season for jeans to be on the market.
Huang Shan told her the news, took out another 120 yuan, handed it to Ling Xiaowei and said: "Xiaowei, this is the money left over from the last cloth purchase. Keep it."
Why is there still money left? Denim is not cheap! Aunt Huang must have worked hard to help her save it. Ling Xiaowei was grateful, but only took one hundred yuan and said: "Aunt Huang, these twenty yuan are considered hard work."
Fei, take it!"
Huang Shan was surprised, then she smiled knowingly and accepted the hard-earned fee without refusing. Her eyes were full of admiration for Ling Xiaowei. She felt that Ling Xiaowei would definitely be an outstanding person in the future.
"Mom! Do you think I look good in this skirt?" After a while, Wang Tingting came out of the temporary tent where she was trying on clothes, dancing happily, holding the hem of the skirt with both hands and spinning in circles.
Wang Tingting, who has ordinary facial features, actually looks gorgeous when she puts on this skirt. Her ordinary facial features become vivid under the background of this skirt.
"It's so beautiful!" Huang Shan couldn't help but exclaimed.
Bought!
"Xiaowei, how much does this skirt cost?" Huang Shan asked with a motherly smile on her face.
"Give it to Sister Tingting! No money!" Aunt Huang is so helpful, how can she be embarrassed to accept money!
"How can this be done? I must accept it. Here, I'll give you the money." Huang Shan gave Ling Xiaowei the money Ling Xiaowei gave her, and then took out another ten yuan from her pocket and insisted on giving it to Ling Xiaowei.
Ling Xiaowei refused to accept it no matter what. The two of them pushed and pushed each other back and forth for several times, and finally ended up with Ling Xiaowei accepting twenty yuan.
Wang Tingting happily wore her new dress. Now she didn't want any clothes except those from Xiaowei's family.
"Mom, I also want Wang Ting's dress." Chen Fang's daughter next door started making trouble again, staring straight at Wang Tingting's dress. She had never seen such a dress before. It was really beautiful.
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"It's just a skirt. Mom will make it for you!" Chen Fang rolled her eyes at Huang Shan and said.
"Oh, this skirt is so beautiful! Where did you buy it?" Someone saw Wang Tingting's skirt on the street and asked.
"Hey, eldest sister, come and have a look at my house! In addition to those skirts, I have other styles!" Chen Fang quickly grabbed the eldest sister and pulled her straight to her clothes stall.
The eldest sister was confused and followed Chen Fang away.
Huang Shan couldn't stand it anymore and went to rob someone angrily. She rushed to Chen Fang's shop and said to Chen Fang: "What kind of customer are you robbing? The skirt my daughter is wearing is not from your shop at all. It is from Xiaowei."
From the store.”
The elder sister who was buying clothes looked confused as to what was going on.
Chen Fang said unconvinced: "What's in her store? What evidence is there that the clothes in my store are no worse than hers." As she spoke, Chen Fang took a shirt embroidered with beads from the shelf and said to
The eldest sister who bought clothes said: "Sister, look at my clothes, this material, this workmanship, how beautiful it is!"
"You plagiarized Xiaowei's work, and you had the nerve to sell it. Why are you so shameless!" Huang Shan yelled angrily.
"Who said I plagiarized? Everyone should work on their own merits." Chen Fang firmly refused to admit it.
Ling Xiaowei also came over at this time. She had long wanted to educate Chen Fang well.
Let her always copy her clothes!
After Huang Shan's commotion, there were a lot of people at the scene, all coming to watch the fun.
Ling Xiaowei came out with a piece of clothing that was similar to what Chen Fang's family sold. She smiled and said to Chen Fang: "Aunt Chen, my family has clothes that your family will have in a week. The clothes on this young lady's body, you said they were yours."
It’s in the store, have you confirmed it?”
"What do you mean the clothes you have? I'll have them at my house in a week. They're obviously my clothes. You'll have them at your house in a week. Who knows whose store the clothes on Wang Tingting are from?" Chen Fang turned over.
He said with a roll of his eyes.
"Xiaowei, she doesn't admit plagiarism!" Qiaodandan said angrily.
"Don't worry!" Ling Xiaowei patted Jordan Dan's arm. At this time, she walked to Wang Tingting and said to Wang Tingting: "Sister Tingting, can I borrow your clothes?"
Wang Tingting nodded, "I'll change it now!"
"No, I'll just borrow the trademark on your clothes." Ling Xiaowei then pulled up the hem of Wang Tingting's skirt. There was a petticoat inside, so Wang Tingting wouldn't be exposed.
She pulled out the trademark on her embroidered skirt, then held up the trademark to the crowd watching: "Look, everyone, this is the trademark of my Ling's Garments. It says Ling's Garments Four
There is also a logo of a rose. With this trademark, everyone can identify that these are clothes made by our Ling family."
The crowd around him let out a sound of realization.
So that’s it!
"So these clothes are made by our Ling's Garment Co., Ltd. and designed by me personally. From now on, whoever sells clothes like this on the street will be plagiarized!" Ling Xiaowei glared at Chen Fang with cold eyes, asking you to copy again.
Chen Fang's face looked ugly.
Ling Xiaowei took out her own shirt at this time, and then said to the aunt who had just taken the clothes from Chen Fang: "Auntie, can I borrow the clothes in your hand?"
The aunt nodded, she was still confused!
"This is my dress, and this is the dress from Fangfang Clothing Store. The proprietress of Fangfang Clothing Store does not admit that she copied my clothes. It doesn't matter if she doesn't admit it. I will let everyone know the difference between the two pieces.
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"These two clothes are of the same style!" a passerby commented.
"The colors are just different, how can we tell them apart?"
There are more and more people watching, and there are more and more discussions.
Everyone is also curious about how to distinguish clothes.
Seeing everyone talking more and more, Ling Xiaowei was secretly happy, and Chen Fang's face became more and more ugly, but she was not afraid of this little girl.
Her clothes are very well made, but she wants to see what kind of ugly figure she has.
Seeing Chen Fang's provocative smile, Ling Xiaowei remained calm. She raised the two pieces of clothing in her hands and began to say: "Actually, it's very simple to tell whether the clothes are genuine or not. First look at the trademark. All the clothes in our house have Ling."
The trademark of the company's clothing is here on the collar." Ling Xiaowei pulled out the trademark and walked around the crowd so that everyone could see it clearly.