On the right are two rooms and a kitchen.

The room layout and furniture are the same.

The kitchen is quite large, L-shaped, and can accommodate seven people.

There are two empty rooms in the front yard, probably to be used as storage rooms in the future.

"Go out. Go shopping at the department store in the morning, and then go discuss profit sharing with the Japanese factory in the afternoon. I contacted them last time and they said I'd come over after lunch."

"Okay." Lin Qingqing went back to the house and put on her bag.

While I'm not going to the Song family these two days, I'll take care of the facial cream, the courtyard house, and the shop today and tomorrow.

Song Yiyuan drove directly to Kyoto Department Store, the largest department store in Kyoto.

This five-story building is a landmark on Wangfujing Street.

There’s an old saying: If you can’t buy something in a department store, you can’t buy it anywhere else.

Lin Qingqing's courtyard house and shop are also on this street, and the location is excellent.

In later generations, less than one percent of the people in the country can afford to buy houses or shops here.

The two entered the department store side by side.

Looking at the crowded scene in the building, there were long queues in front of almost every stall.

Looks like I'll have to spend this morning here.

The man pulled her carefully to avoid the passing crowd, looking around, neither buying anything nor queuing.

The two of them swayed from the first floor to the second floor, and then from the second floor to the third floor.

Song Yiyuan finally stopped in front of a store.

He walked in calmly, pulling Lin Qingqing in.

Lin Qingqing looked at the underwear styles all over the store, with a frown on her forehead.

Are you taking yourself to buy underwear?

That’s not good, there are so many people here!

Many female customers frequently cast hostile glances at them, saying that no grown man would enter a women's lingerie store. They stood there, not daring to say a word.

Lin Qingqing looked at the shameless and heartless man in front of her, and she really wanted to leave.

Song Yiyuan walked to the pajamas area, touched the fabric of the clothes with his hand, and picked up one that was the same color as Lin Qingqing's but a different style.

Seeing that there were tulle styles nearby, he picked up another one.

Then I saw the outfit the model was wearing and it looked pretty good.

He waved his hand: "Comrade, help me take this off."

The salesperson Song Yiyuan gave him a strange look.

If Song Yiyuan wasn't a soldier, the salesperson would have probably just said "Pooh" and called him a scoundrel.

The salesperson took the new style off the model, and Song Yiyuan directly handed the two pieces in his hand to the salesperson: "Please pack these three for me first."

The salesperson took the clothes and left quickly.

Even she felt that she was affected, let alone Lin Qingqing.

Lin Qingqing stuffed the wallet into his hand and wanted to go out and wait.

Song Yiyuan held her back and said, "I have money, just give me the ticket."

Lin Qingqing: "There are tickets in my wallet."

She wanted to leave, but the man pulled her back: "Pick two more, those three are the ones I like."

He spoke in a voice neither too loud nor too soft, and people who were nearby could hear him.

The salesperson who came over looked at Song Yiyuan in amazement.

Lin Qingqing waved her hand: "Just pick it."

She broke free from the man and walked out.

Song Yiyuan picked up two more revealing items and calmly approached the salesperson under everyone's gaze.

"Together, five pieces, how much?"