Zhuang Zhijun and An Qinglin immediately joined in the work.

Many regular customers have come to inquire when women's belts will be available.

Many women are also planning to buy a belt for their men.

Several people were also fighting over a belt.

An Qingbai clapped his hands.

Everyone in the shop looked at him.

"Listen to me, everyone."

My wife made the belt herself; we really can't have it every week.

No one knows better than me how hard my wife has worked.

We can only release ten items a month.

As for women's belts, we will launch them as soon as possible, with ten belts per month, first come, first served.

Everyone should focus on choosing clothes; your gathering here won't help.

The customers thought about it and agreed; with more than two months until the Chinese New Year, choosing clothes was the real priority.

Order was restored immediately, and finally, one person no longer had to deal with seven or eight mouths to feed.

Zhuang Zhimeng smiled quietly at her lover.

Neither she nor Jiang Yanxia felt comfortable saying this, since these were regular customers who had frequented the store many times.

After the group of guests left, the group breathed a sigh of relief.

"My goodness, Zhimeng, the belts you made are even more popular than our clothes when they were first launched."

"Hehe, I didn't expect that we would sell out ten in just one morning."

From now on, let's write it on the blackboard.

"We need to clearly state whether we have belts for sale, and how many are left."

"Okay, let's write down the men's and women's belts separately."

Hao Jiuhe slumped into a chair.

"Cousin, look at me."

I don't know who kissed me, but there's lipstick stain all over my sweater.

Zhuang Zhimeng and the others looked over and burst out laughing at the same time.

"Haha, why didn't you pay attention?"

"How would I know? It was packed with people just now."

"Take it off, I'll take care of it for you."

An Qingbai smiled and took out his own sweater from the wardrobe next to him, handing it to his cousin.

"Go back to your room and change. Wear mine for now."

"Okay, brother-in-law."

An Qingbai then handed his old clothes to Junjun and Qinglin.

"These clothes aren't too old; they were made for me by your sister (third sister-in-law) when she went to the countryside."

It's quite simple, and very comfortable to wear.

Junjun and Qinglin nodded.

"My brother-in-law is a good man, and he's not broken."

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have let Mom cut up my clothes to use as bedding for the dog."

"Third Brother, I also think it's great, there are no patches."

Zhuang Zhimeng looked at her younger brother with a puzzled expression.

"The pom-pom and yarn nest are made from your clothes, Junjun?"

My mom did give me some clothes back then, but I didn't ask about them.

"Hehe, ever since I got the new cotton-padded coat you gave me, I've been giving all the old ones to Mom to deal with."

Mom turned and handed it to my sister, telling her to make a doghouse for the dog.

"Hehe, I knew it, it's a good use of resources."

Su Mengmeng brought over the food.

"Come and eat, these are all Old Liu's signature dishes."

Jiang Yanxia stood up and helped her husband take out the lunchboxes one by one.

"Aunt Wang's husband is so tall, it's really unexpected that he opened a private restaurant."

Zhuang Zhimeng wiped her hands and responded in agreement.

"I really didn't expect it. It seems that it was Aunt Wang who suggested it, and Uncle Liu agreed immediately."

Su Mengmeng laughed.

"Haha, he insisted that we call him Lao Liu."

I've noticed there are more restaurants in the market lately.

An Qingbai nodded.

"This is a good thing, it shows that the market is gradually opening up."

"Brother An, does that mean our jade shop can open now?"

"I don't think it's feasible yet. The government hasn't fully relaxed its policies on jade."

Uncle Su's place is also state-owned, isn't it?

For private matters like ours, we still have to wait for specific policies.

"Alright, we've waited so many years, let's keep waiting."

Zhuang Zhijun and An Qinglin walked back to school.

They were all frustrated and looked very depressed.

Yang Miaomiao noticed them, glanced at their clothes, and inwardly curled her lip.

She quietly distanced herself from Zhuang Zhijun.

Zhuang Zhijun was secretly overjoyed.

"Haha, Qinglin, you see? In the end, it all comes down to money."

I won the bet.

An Qinglin was helpless.

"Okay, I'll cover your meals for a week."

"Hehe, let's go, let's buy the food and go back to the dorm to eat."

The two buddies, being good friends, went to the cafeteria together.

Zhuang Zhijun's problem has been solved.

The day was approaching, just before the holiday.

Cao Wenxiu called her granddaughter, grandson-in-law, Jiang Yanxia, ​​Su Mengmeng, and twenty others to her office.

"I called you here today to solicit your opinions."

The school plans to let you graduate six months early.

You are all quite outstanding in various aspects. What are your own opinions?

Zhuang Zhimeng raised her hand.

"Please feel free to ask any questions you may have, Zhuang."

"Vice Principal Cao, if we graduate early, do we also need to submit our thesis early?"

Yes, the graduation exam will also be held earlier.

You will all be starting your jobs by September at the latest.

Let me reveal one more thing.

There's another advantage to graduating early: employers will give you priority in hiring.

The remaining students were still discussing it.

Zhuang Zhimeng and the other three signed the consent form directly.

"Good, Zhuang, An, Jiang, and Su have set a good example."

You guys can leave school now.

The decision is up to the individual; the school doesn't require it.

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai smiled quietly at their grandmother.

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