Meng Xuan blushed instantly when she heard this.

Zhuang Zhou was also stunned.

I didn't expect Uncle Cheng to ask such a question.

It seems that Uncle Cheng knows a lot!

Meng Xuan's cheeks flushed, and she smiled awkwardly and said:

"Uncle Cheng, you're mistaken. We're not that kind of relationship. Zhuang Zhou is my high school classmate."

“Is that so?”

Uncle Cheng said:

"It seems that I, an old man, am overthinking it, haha~~~"

Zhuang Zhou also smiled awkwardly.

Uncle Cheng looked at Zhuang Zhou and said:

"Then since he's not your boyfriend, why do you object to her learning to make clothes?"

Zhuang Zhou explained:

"Actually, I'm not against her learning to make clothes. I just think being a doctor is a very good career for me. Of course, it depends on Meng Xuan herself. After all, I can't control her."

Meng Xuan rolled her eyes and interrupted:

"You are not mine, so you have no right to control me!"

"Ha ha!"

Uncle Cheng shook his head, looked at Meng Xuan, smiled and said:

"Xiao Meng, do you really want to learn how to make clothes from me?"

"Um."

Meng Xuan nodded heavily, as if to express her determination:

"I've made up my mind. This time, no matter how my mother tries to stop me, I want to persevere and do what I like."

Uncle Cheng paused and said:

"Okay, then give it a try! As long as you are determined, I am willing to teach you."

Meng Xuan heard this and said happily:

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng. I will definitely work hard."

Zhuang Zhou also joked:

"Uncle Cheng, you have to hold back when you teach her!"

"Oh, why?"

Zhuang Zhou looked at Meng Xuan who was pouting and said:

"Meng Xuan is such a smart girl!

Don't teach the apprentice and let the master starve to death!"

"Ah? Hahaha~~~"

The three of them chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

We chatted for a while.

Meng Xuan and Zhuang Zhou left Uncle Cheng's studio.

Arriving at the door, Meng Xuan said excitedly:

"Zhuang Zhou, I'm really happy today. Thank you for supporting me."

Zhuang Zhou looked at Meng Xuan and said with a smile:

“Life is only a few decades long. No matter what job you do, it’s not work. Of course you have to be happy!

As long as we can support ourselves with our hard-working hands, that’s enough.”

In fact, Zhuang Zhou was also saying this to himself.

He doesn't have a formal job now.

He got rich through his own hard work.

then.

Both of them smiled at each other.

Meng Xuan suddenly said:

"That's right! Now that I have the suit, I have to buy you a pair of leather shoes."

"Ah? Still buying!"

"Of course! We have to do the whole show!"

Zhuang Zhou thought about the suit:

"Meng Xuan, how much did you spend on this suit? I have to pay for it."

"Alright! You're helping me, so how can I let you go?"

Meng Xuan seemed very generous, and said with a big wave of his hand:

"Let's go! Let's go buy you another pair of leather shoes."

"etc!"

"What's wrong?"

"I just remembered that my car is still parked in the Golden Hammer parking lot!"

"It's okay. I'll take you to pick up the car after you buy the leather shoes."

"Alright! Let's go! But I have to pay for the shoes."

"We'll talk about it later!"

Zhuang Zhou got on Meng Xuan’s mini car and headed straight for the mall.

Finally I bought a pair of domestically produced Aokang leather shoes.

It cost 1,199 yuan.

Meng Xuan thought it was too cheap.

Mainly because she told her mother and aunt that Zhuang Zhou was a big boss with a net worth of over 100 million.

I always feel that I have to keep up with this outfit.

But for Zhuang Zhou, 1,199 yuan is already the most expensive pair of shoes he has ever worn.

The total value of my current outfit is only three hundred yuan.

Meng Xuan thought so too, since it was worn on the feet anyway.

When you look at people, you definitely look at their clothes.

You know, that custom-made suit costs nearly 1,700 yuan!

In the end, I didn't persuade him any more.

After leaving the shoe store, Meng Xuan remembered that she had to buy a watch to show off.

Zhuang Zhou decisively showed off his Longines watch.

"Hey! Zhuang Zhou, you can do it!"

Meng Xuan immediately joked:

"Your clothes cost three hundred dollars, and your watch is over ten thousand. You are really low-key."

Zhuang Zhou is just that kind of person.

It's not just an act.

Whatever you like is what you like.

He is just a person of temperament.

Now that she has a watch, Meng Xuan is still wondering what is missing.

Finally, seeing Zhuang Zhou's hair, he pouted and said:

"I think you should get a haircut. It's so long now and you don't look energetic."

“Don’t!”

Zhuang Zhou immediately refused and said:

"I'm going to grow my hair long now."

This is of course to make business trips to Chang'an more convenient.

Now everyone in Chang'an wears a hat on his head.

When my hair grows longer, I tie it up.

Then tie your hair into a bun, and you will look like an ancient person.

But I can't say these words to Meng Xuan.

"As a boy, it's so inconvenient to have long hair! You should just cut it!"

Meng Xuan insisted.

"No, haven't you noticed that people who work in the arts have long hair?"

Meng Xuan looked at Zhuang Zhou, somewhat puzzled:

"What does it have to do with you? You're not into art."

Zhuang Zhou rejected this verbally:

"I'm an antique collector, and this is also art, right?"

Meng Xuan rolled her eyes:

"Okay! But I find you look pretty good with long hair."

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said:

"That's because I have a good foundation and can pull off any hairstyle."

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