Chapter 85: couple outfit
The door was pushed open, Wei Qinglian walked in with a pale face carrying tea.
She didn't look at Qin Yuan, but silently refilled the tea cups of the father and son, and then walked out.
Qin Zhufeng coughed awkwardly: "Qinglian, wait a moment."
Wei Qinglian paused, turned her head, and her eyes were red: "I heard it outside. Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but it was about Koizumi. I..."
Qin Zhufeng looked at her embarrassedly: "What's your opinion? I think Xiaoyuan has a point. Whatever Koizumi likes, just let her go, don't restrain her."
Wei Qinglian raised her eyebrows, looking terrified and unwilling: "Zhu Feng, we are the parents, Xiaoyuan is still a child, how can..."
Qin Yuan interrupted her lightly, with a calm voice: "Aunt Wei, the book you read to Koizumi said that Chinese women's "sex" should be virtuous and virtuous. Do you really agree with it yourself?"
Wei Qinglian's face turned red: "Of course, what's wrong?"
"That's good." Qin Yuan nodded, his expression was slightly cold, "In ancient times, women paid attention to the husband, and the eldest brother was the father. You must agree. Then this kind of important thing is still my father and I. Call the shots, you and Koizumi are responsible for obedience."
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Qin Yuan was standing in the open sales area of the Xinhua Bookstore in the city, and his sister Siquan was following him happily. Not far away, Uncle Yan stood vigilantly, looking at the people around him from time to time people go.
"Don't worry, you can slowly read here for an afternoon, and you can try to read any book." Qin Yuan said gently, and moved a set of beautifully framed encyclopedias. Come down, "If you are interested, we will all move home."
Xiao Siquan asked excitedly in a low voice, "Then I can really skip the etiquette class on Sunday?"
Qin Yuan's expression was light: "Yes. I have discussed with my father to stop all those training courses you don't like. Of course, unless you like it yourself. "
The little girl's pretty face is full of joy: "I don't like etiquette classes, the teacher is so fierce, and asks us to practice various sitting positions, we are exhausted!"
Qin Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and patiently comforted: "I will never use it again. If Koizumi likes it, you can sign up for some swimming classes or physical training programs, which can also make your body healthier and more beautiful."
Xiao Siquan cheered: "Wow, there's a girl in our class who knows taekwondo, she's so handsome! A boy put a dead silkworm baby in her drawer, she "touched", I "touched" the silkworm baby's body..."
Qin Yuan cooperated with an angry expression: "This is too bad."
"Yeah! Then she rushed over and beat the boy to tears with taekwondo, hahahaha." Xiao Siquan laughed, his eyes bright.
Qin Yuan asked gently, "Will she be hated and scared by the boys?"
The little girl thought for a while: "No, she studies well and fights well. Many boys like her."
"So you see, the stronger you are, the more respect and liking you will be made by others, right?" Qin Yuan gently enlightened, "If Koizumi thinks that his parents' actions are unsatisfactory in the future, he can take it seriously. raise objections, especially if you communicate more with your father, he will understand, do you understand?"
"Then can I talk to my brother first?" The little girl looked at him eagerly, her eyes a little red, "My brother doesn't live at home now, I miss my brother so much."
Qin Yuan sighed slightly in his heart, thinking of the cuteness and cuteness of his little sister when she was learning to speak many years ago, and thinking about the situation of helping her with math problems in the past, it is also a little pitiful.
Advice will be given."
"Can I also apply for Taekwondo?" The little girl asked immediately.
Qin Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Yes, but you can't use it to bully people."
"Well! Whoever bullies me, I'll beat him again!"
"No problem, then I'll go and tell Dad, taekwondo and sanda, you can choose."
Uncle Yan listened with his ears sideways, and his heart moved slightly: If nothing else, Qin Zhufeng should really agree with this choice.
After all, in the shadow of the year, I think it is a good thing to have a little self-protection ability.
The little girl suddenly became a little frustrated; "What if my mother doesn't agree? She said that girls should be elegant and beautiful."
Qin Yuan said lightly: "It's okay, isn't she the most docile, virtuous, and most obedient to her husband? We can just convince Dad."
The little girl happily went to the bookshelf to pick out books. Behind her, Uncle Yan quietly came over and couldn't help saying in Qin Yuan's ear: "You child, what do you do with this? Whatever? Her mother taught her to go."
Since the tragic incident of that year, he has been Qin Yuan's personal bodyguard and driver. He can be regarded as watching Qin Yuan grow up, of course, his heart is completely towards this child, and he has been observing his words for a long time. Down, I have no good impression of this stepmother.
Before marrying, she said she wanted DINK, but she was unwilling to have a daughter, and she suddenly gave birth to a second child when she was in her thirties. Who doesn’t understand what was in her heart?
Qin Yuan stood in front of the bookshelf, tall and tall, with a pair of phoenix eyes hanging down faintly: "This is my sister."
Uncle Yan sighed in his heart, this child is too kind, so stupid that he doesn't know how to plan for himself.
"It's just my sister, you will help them check in the future, you will get married to a good family, do you want to cultivate a master's degree and a doctor, and then come back to you..." He was stunned and asked "sex" Mingming, "Are you fighting for family property?"
Qin Yuan put down the book in his hand, and said lightly: "Girls can inherit the family property, as long as they want, whether they manage the enterprise or study for further study, there is no problem."
He looked at Uncle Yan's disapproving expression and smiled arrogantly: "Uncle Yan, I know you are good for me. Don't worry, I will fight for what I deserve, otherwise, I can earn it myself. ."
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Ruan Qingmu turned around twice before she found a dilapidated park in the suburbs.
The gate is dilapidated and desolate. There are several buildings in front and some factories in the back.
Tang Tiantian was already waiting for him at the door when he saw him. He waved shyly: "The Sports Committee, here."
She led Ruan Qingmu forward and said, "My cousin said, if you want to do it for a long time, you don't have to do it. The business is not good, the backlog is not enough. There are few goods, and I am preparing to make a wave of sales a few years ago. It is a few pieces to sell, and it is good to recover a little cost."
Ruan Qingmu asked casually, "It's almost the Spring Festival, is anyone buying it?"
"New clothes for the new year, yes! The express delivery will stop in three days, and it will still be delivered for a few days now." Tang Tiantian pursed his lips and smiled, "By the way, there is another person coming. already."
Ruan Qingmu was a little curious: "Who is it?"
"You'll know when you go in, he's already there first."…
Two people took the elevator to the fifth floor. In the corridor, the signboards of several studios are lined up, and the name "Yayun Ancient Style" is at the innermost.
Tang Tiantian took Ruan Qingmu and knocked on the door.
Soon, a neat and generous girl opened the door, and when she saw Ruan Qingmu, her eyes lit up: "The video that Tian Tian posted in the circle of friends, oh my, it's so ridiculous! Today When you see a real person, it looks better in men's clothes!"
Ruan Qingmu was about to answer when the curtain of the workshop inside was raised. A beautiful girl came out.
Ruan Qingmu raised her eyes and was surprised: "Fang Li? Why are you here?"
The girl is gentle and beautiful, her skin is better than snow, it is Fang Li who has already put on makeup.
Seeing Ruan Qingmu, he smiled shyly: "The squad leader called me last time, and I didn't dare to come alone. She said in the morning that you are suddenly willing to come, I I just wanted to try it.”
Tang Tiantian's cousin opened an online shop and designed some ancient Hanfu clothing. Although her design is bright and the workmanship is meticulous, there are too many homogenized things, and there is no Money for advertising and drainage, business has been flat.
If it takes a long time, it will not last. I am thinking about liquidation and closing down, and I am looking for an opportunity to clear the inventory as much as possible.
Last time Tang Tiantian posted the video of the New Year's Day party in the circle of friends, her cousin immediately moved her mind, so she tentatively called Tang Tiantian to ask Ruan Qingmu and Fang Li if they were willing to take advantage of the Do a part-time job during the winter break.
Of course Ruan Qingmu refused, but she didn't think of it again until she just ran out of money.
Cousin led them to the opposite side of the corridor, there was a room with open doors, there were lights and a simple camera, and someone was facing the camera, dressed in beautiful period costumes broadcasting live.
"This thickened 'fur' warm coat has a fox-like 'fur' collar as a highlight. The workmanship and materials are excellent. Seeing relatives and friends, it won't be awkward"
The speaker is a female model, tall and tall, with extremely white makeup on her face, while posing an exaggerated and charming pose, while explaining.
However, although the voice is gentle, it is a little deep, how to listen to it, it is a bit difficult to distinguish male and female.
Tang Tiantian glanced at it and asked his cousin in a low voice, "The collar and front of this cloak are similar to the design of the one in your store."
Her cousin rattled her teeth in anger: "Bitch! I designed a few models this year, and her family copied a few of mine!"
Relying on the large capital, the advertising has been done a lot, and the original small brands like them have been caught to plagiarize. The management committee of the park is still polite to them.
As they were talking, a sneer sounded from behind them: "Sister Rui, you can't talk nonsense. If you have evidence, go and sue. If there is no evidence, it is slander."
A middle-aged woman with a mean face was standing by the door, picking her teeth with a toothpick. Her makeup is exquisite, and she is clearly sneering, but her face is a bit unnaturally stiff: "The world's design is a big copy, it depends on whether you can copy it or not - you say I copied you, I also said you copied the ancient picture album!"
Ruan Qingmu looked at her, and suddenly turned to look at Fang Li: "The woman's face is given that kind of strange needle, which is said to be paralyzed. Is it like this aunt?"
Everyone: "…"
My **** aunt, although this sister has just had an injection and the swelling has not subsided, she is only in her thirties at most. Where is the aunt?
Sure enough, the woman was arrogant just now, and she was stabbed in the door in a blink of an eye, and her face flushed with anger: "Who are you, what kind of **** are you doing?"
Ruan Qingmu didn't worry, she looked sincere and pointed to her teeth: "Auntie, there are chive flowers on your gums."
…
Sister Rui was on the side, suddenly burst into a burst of laughter, reached out and patted Ruan Qingmu on the shoulder: "Tonight's hourly salary will be increased by half, I'm happy."
Ruan Qingmu looked at her indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you, I am doing it for myself."
Sister Rui: “…”
Alright, just be happy.
As she was talking, the female model in the live broadcast room had finished her clothes display and came out holding a teacup. Walking to the door, Nahan looked at his boss: "What are you doing? Do you want to fight? Let's talk about it first. My mother is only responsible for beauty, not for knives and guns."
Ruan Qingmu raised her head to look at him, and sure enough, the sound was a little wrong just after hearing it. Looking from the front, he had an Adam's apple, and he was a big boss in women's clothing just like Fang Li.
Under the powder, you can't see the original appearance, but there are no wrinkles, the skin is firm, and you are young at first glance.
The boy looked at Fang Li and said "tsk", "I really can't tell, it looks so good with makeup on."
Fang Li smiled awkwardly: "No no...you look better."
The man twisted his waist and smiled at the middle-aged woman: "I'm off work, remember the payday, and call me Alipay."
Ruan Qingmu watched Shi Shiran go away, then turned to look at Fang Li: "You know him?"
Fang Li lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling: "Well... I've seen it elsewhere before."
The last time I met in a different color bar, sitting in front of the bar wearing a skirt, and chatting with him with the bartender, the lights were dim and he didn't remember this man, but as soon as he came in today, this man recognized him first.
Sister Rui led the two of them into her own live broadcast room next door. There was a row of display racks on which all kinds of clothes were hung, all of them were ancient robes with wide sleeves and fluttering skirts.
Sister Rui pointed to the hanger inside: "The static display effect is not good now. If you do live broadcast, it is quite fashionable. However, I found two girls to do the display and live broadcast, and the effect is not good. "
Selling clothes on live broadcast, face and figure are the most important, ordinary people can go up, they can't look good, they can drive away the bone customers!
Ruan Qingmu and Fang Li looked at each other, Fang Li blushed and asked in a low voice, "Brother Ruan, why are you suddenly willing to do this?"
Ruan Qingmu's expression was like a toothache: "I'm just short of money."
Fang Li nodded deeply: "Me too."
Ruan Qingmu looked at him and sighed.
"Is your mother's salary enough to support the two of you?" he asked in a low voice.
Fang Li lowered his head: "It's okay now... Anyway, her "medicine" is not expensive, and my tuition is not much."
"What about after that? What about going to college?"
University is not the same as high school, tuition, accommodation and living expenses are much higher. Fang Li's small appearance, he can't be bullied to death when he goes out to work?
Fang Li said softly, "It's hard to say whether I can go to university or not. Let's take one step at a time."
Ruan Qingmu stopped talking.
Sister Rui continued: "You two can't introduce clothes, you don't need to say anything, just change clothes and pose. It's okay to introduce and sell me, right?"
Ruan Qingmu looked at the clothes on the hanger: "Wear these?"
Sister Rui nodded: "You are in charge of wearing men's clothes, this little brother—"
She looked at Fang Li: "As promised, wear women's clothes. No problem, let's start work?"
Ruan Qingmu and Fang Li bit the bullet and nodded.
Ruan Qingmu was in charge of wearing men's clothes, and she didn't need to wear girls' makeup. Sister Rui simply put some powder on his face and painted a little bit of "naked" and "colored" lipstick , and put on him a period costume men's hair set.
When it was done, Sister Rui clapped her hands abruptly: "Oh, it's so beautiful!"
The two went behind the curtain to change their clothes, looked at each other, and were a little embarrassed.
Two winter cloaks. One is black with gold pine crane embroidery on it, and the other has exactly the same pattern, just one size smaller. The color is pure white, and it is also embroidered with dark gold embroidery.
Blind people can see it, it happens to be a couple outfit.
The two looked at each other, Ruan Qingmu suddenly stretched her neck and asked, "Boss, are there many people watching your live broadcast?"
Sister Rui's voice was a little dejected: "No one is watching, but don't worry, the good money is indispensable for you."
Hearing that no one was watching, Ruan Qingmu and Fang Li breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Looking at the couple's outfit, Ruan Qingmu suddenly asked in a low voice, "You came out to do this, does Fu Songhua know?"
Fang Li's face turned red: "No, I didn't tell him."
Ruan Qingmu: "Oh."
"What about you?" Fang Li also asked softly, "Does monitor Qin know you're here?"
Ruan Qingmu was taken aback for a moment: "...I don't know."