"You must be right, you like Sister Xiao Yu, but you are too old. Sister Xiao Yu will not like an old guy like you." Shi Mingwei said cheerfully.
Shi Jianbo hit Shi Mingwei on the head with a bang. He was really angry. Is he old? He is only twenty-five this year, no, twenty-six to be precise. He is still young in his prime. He is still young.
Over there, Shi Mingwei and Shi Jianbo were whispering, and here, Ling Xiaowei was also whispering to Xiao Yu.
"Sister Xiao Yu, do you like Uncle Shi Jianbo?" Ling Xiaowei laughed.
"It's okay, I just used him as a shield." When Xiao Yu said this, his expression was very unnatural.
"Explanation is a cover-up." Ling Xiaowei said with a young and mature look, with a smile on her face.
Xiao Yu became anxious and argued seriously: "No, it's just no, I won't explain." But as soon as she finished speaking, she laughed.
There wasn't much time for chatting, and then a few girls showed up to look at clothes.
"Ling Xiaowei!" A girl shouted to Ling Xiaowei.
"Xu Xinyan!" Ling Xiaowei was a little surprised.
Now that she has graduated from elementary school, all the past grudges and grudges have been wiped away. Xu Xinyan still dresses in a very fashionable style, wearing a white lace skirt and a pink bow headband on her head. She always looks like a little princess.
"Are these pants the same pants she is wearing?" asked the tall girl standing next to Xu Xinyan.
This girl looked very familiar to Ling Xiaowei, and I really wanted to buy something from her stall.
Moreover, looking at the dress of this girl, she looks very fashionable. To be precise, she is noble. Her natural wealth is very rare in this small town.
Ling Xiaowei saw a small black square bag she was carrying. By the way, this woman was the woman who sold bags in front of her stall during the Chinese New Year.
Rich people!
"Yes, these pants are the kind of pants I am wearing." Xiao Yu said with a smile. She looked at the girl who asked about the pants and had a feeling that if she guessed correctly, the other person should be a member of the same group.
"How many do you want?" Xiao Yu said with a smile.
Ling Xiaowei on the side looked surprised when she heard this, and her breathing became tense. She ordered a few items, and it looked like they would all be sold out today.
"Xiangxiang, the quality of these pants is indeed good, and the style is also very novel. I have never seen the same type on the market." Another girl next to the girl named Xiangxiang said very professionally.
"Well, I saw it." The girl named Xiangxiang said.
Then he looked at Xiao Yu, stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Cheng Xiang, from Shanghai."
"Hello, my name is Xiao Yu, and my hometown is here." Xiao Yu smiled and took off his sunglasses.
Cheng Xiang's eyes moved slightly, and she admired in her heart, what a beautiful girl, she looks about the same age as her, maybe a little smaller.
"Where did you get these pants?" Chengxiang asked straight to the point.
"From her." Xiao Yu said, pulling Ling Xiaowei in front of him.
Chengxiang looked at Ling Xiaowei, she looked familiar.
"Sister, she is my classmate, her name is Ling Xiaowei, her father is a tailor," Xu Xinyan said immediately.
Chengxiang digested these contents and understood a little bit. These pants were made by this little girl's family.
"Her family doesn't run a tailor shop, she runs a clothing factory, Ling's Clothing." Xiao Yu introduced solemnly.
"Hello!" Cheng Xiang stretched out his hand to Ling Xiaowei and said with a smile.
"Hello!" Ling Xiaowei shook his hand back, with a confident smile on his face.
After a simple greeting, Chengxiang said directly: "I want to place an order with your clothing factory. I want two hundred pairs of these jeans."
What! Two hundred! So many!
Ling Xiaowei almost stopped standing, damn! What's going on, her family didn't even have a permanent address, and someone came to place an order.
Ling Xiaowei was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to respond.
Zhang Cuifen on the side was stunned, standing there motionless like a stone man.
She was really shocked.
Two hundred items! This is too much to finish! And how much does it cost?
"Chengxiang, can we find a place to discuss this in detail?" Xiao Yu said.
"Of course. Before we cooperate, I want to sell you these pairs of pants." Chengxiang said, pointing to the remaining seven pairs of pants.
"Okay, one hundred and one, no counter-offer." It was Xiao Yu who said this.
This is what Ling Xiaowei wanted to say, but Xiao Yu beat her to it.
It is impossible for a business to change qualitatively just because of cooperation. Just do as much as you need.
"This price is very fair." Chengxiang nodded.
Then she counted out seven one-hundred-dollar bills from the bag, brand new.
The money Zhang Cuifen received made her hands tremble. She must have met a living God of Wealth! Zhang Cuifen was so happy that she closed her mouth desperately.
All of them were sold, which is incredible. There were more than thirty pairs of pants in total, all of which were sold.
"Do you still have any pants?" A girl came over sweating profusely and asked.
"No more, all sold out." Zhang Cuifen said happily.
"Yeah, they're all sold out!" The girl seemed to have heard bad news, her eyes suddenly turned red, "School starts, what should I wear? I have no pants to wear."
"Little girl, come and have a look at our store. We have other styles of pants." Chen Fang, the other party's friend, pulled the person over like a clown.
"You are not busy now, right? I know there is a tea stall at the entrance of Zhaozhao Shopping Mall. Let's go over and chat." Cheng Xiang took the initiative to invite.
"Cousin, don't be deceived by them. Ling Xiaowei's family is very poor. Her family doesn't even have a clothing factory. Trust me, she and I were classmates in elementary school." Xu Xinyan said to Chengxiang.
But Chengxiang didn't seem to believe this. She had her own judgment. Regardless of whether there was a clothing factory or not, judging from these pairs of jeans, this company's clothing manufacturing level was still quite high.
She was not only interested in these pants, she was also very interested in Xiao Yu's clothes.
She originally thought that the clothes she was wearing were fashionable enough, but compared with Xiao Yu's, they were simply unsightly and had no sense of beauty.
The shop was handed over to Zhang Cuifen to clean up. Ling Xiaowei and Xiao Yu followed Cheng Xiang and the other three to the tea shop at the entrance of Zhaoshang Shopping Mall.
There are no tea restaurants in the town, there are only small tea shops on the roadside, selling tea, black tea, green tea, fruit tea, for five cents a bowl. When they are thirsty for business, many people will come to buy and drink.
In addition to selling tea, they also sell jelly, fried products, tea eggs, and a lot of snacks.
There were many small tables and benches in the tea shop, and at this time, quite a few people were already sitting there.
The five of them found a table and sat down. Chengxiang ordered five bowls of tea.
When paying, Xiao Yu took out a dime from his wallet, handed it to the boss, and said to Cheng Xiang: "We pay for our tea ourselves."
