They've gathered together because they have something to do.

The clothes Gu Mingyue bought at the department store didn't fit well, so she cut them to her own liking and put them on. The effect was surprisingly good.

Not only did her family praise her, but even some young girls in the residential compound came to her door wanting to know where she bought the clothes.

Disappointed after learning what she had done, Lu Wanwan overheard this and realized they had found a way to make money.

Although her family gives her pocket money every month and she also has her own salary, who would complain about having too much money?

Lu Wanwan told Gu Mingyue about her idea of ​​making clothes, and the two hit it off immediately—one was in charge of production, and the other was in charge of sales.

Now that the individual economy is restricted and cannot develop, they can only do it secretly under the guise of making clothes for their good friends.

As long as both the buyer and seller keep quiet, even if someone discovers it, there's nothing they can do.

However, the two of them alone were not enough, so Lu Wanwan brought Song Miaoyu in.

Song Shijie's death was due to an accident.

After successfully selling two pieces of clothing, Song Miaoyu received her share of the profits and happily treated her family to dinner.

Song Shijie keenly sensed that something was wrong. It wasn't payday yet, so why was she back with money? It was completely out of character for his sister.

He pressed him repeatedly, and when he learned that his sister and Gu Mingyue were secretly making and selling clothes, his jaw nearly dropped in shock.

Is this still the same little sister who only knew how to be naughty and play?

Song Shijie was a little worried about them doing this. If they got caught, they would be sent to the countryside and have nowhere to cry.

"Don't worry, brother. We're making these for the girls in the compound. If there's a share, everyone gets one. Besides, we've grown up together since we were little, so we still have that kind of bond."

Song Shijie was still worried, so he decided to go with his sister to check it out. When they arrived, they found out that the two had rented a small room next to the tailor shop.

Even the old tailor was brought in; at his age, he never expected to have the opportunity to start a second business.

Since the opening of the Beijing Department Store, the tailor shop's business has been declining day by day.

Therefore, when Gu Mingyue and her friends came to him, the old tailor agreed without hesitation.

Lu Wanwan and Song Miaoyu were in charge of packing and contacting customers, respectively, while Gu Mingyue discussed creative and cutting matters with the old tailor.

The entire tailor shop looked very well organized.

"We've received several more orders, and things will only get better from here on out."

Song Miaoyu patted her chest and assured her brother.

"How about this, I join you?"

Ever since Lu Lin exposed his feelings for Gu Mingyue, Song Shijie has been avoiding her.

The reason he joined now is not because he still harbors those feelings for Gu Mingyue, but simply because he thinks their job is quite good.

"I can't make clothes, but I can draw. I can draw promotional posters for you and write advertisements for you."

By using the name of a tailor shop, even if someone comes to investigate, there's no need to be afraid; on the contrary, you can make money openly and legitimately.

Gu Mingyue thought Song Shijie's suggestion was a good one. Although she could draw, she wasn't good at writing advertisements.

Having worked at the newspaper for so long, Song Shijie's writing skills are definitely top-notch.

So the four of them got together and formed a startup team.

Because they were afraid that their elders at home would not accept this, they always went out secretly, taking advantage of their spare time.

Of the four, only Gu Mingyue didn't have to go to work. So when she was free, she would either do rehabilitation exercises at home with Lu Lin or help out at the tailor shop.

Nowadays, companies only offer one day off, unlike later government companies which have two days off per week.

They take advantage of a day off on the weekend to meet and summarize their recent work, resembling a small studio.

"Brother Shijie, the posters you drew are so beautiful!"

Lu Wanwan held up a poster in amazement.

The magazine features a young woman wearing a well-fitting dress, the very dress they designed.

Although the overall picture is rather understated, it is very eye-catching.

Song Shijie said embarrassedly, "It's nothing. I learned it from a newspaper in the south. I heard that the clothes there are more fashionable."

He hopes he can go and see it sometime when he has the chance.

"Isn't this good enough? If we took them out, our clothes would definitely sell like hotcakes."

Gu Mingyue also thought that Song Shijie's painting style was fantastic.

Sometimes, painting is not just about looking at the surface; more importantly, it's about understanding the meaning behind the painting itself.

"If anyone comes to the store to buy clothes, we'll give them a copy of this magazine."

Song Shijie had already contacted the printing factory and paid out of his own pocket to print one hundred copies.

Gu Mingyue: "This part will be deducted from our profit sharing."

They had only recently brought Song Shijie in, and it would be unreasonable for him not to make any money and instead have to lose money themselves.

"It's alright, it's not much money, just consider it a small token of my appreciation as your older brother."

Gu Mingyue declined several times, but Song Shijie insisted that he really didn't want it, so she gave up.

Since he doesn't want it, that's fine. We'll give him a larger share of the profits when we make money.

The tailor shop was busy until noon, and Gu Mingyue only stopped when the clock struck eleven o'clock.

I promised to go out to dinner with Xing Yi and He Binglin yesterday, so I can't be late.

"Miaoyu, Brother Shijie, we'll be going now."

After leaving the tailor shop, the two did not walk far before arriving at the state-run restaurant.

At this moment, Lu Lin and his two brothers looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Old Lu, I didn't know you had this side to you."

Having nowhere else to turn, Lu Lin had no choice but to seek their help to figure out how to apologize for what happened that morning.

But looking into Xing Yi's eyes, he realized that his decision was wrong.

Why ask anyone? This bachelor doesn't know anything.

Lu Lin ignored him, "Old He, be more reliable. How do you apologize when your wife is angry?"

He Binglin looked somewhat embarrassed. He stroked his chin and thought carefully before finally saying, "Old Lu, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that your sister-in-law and I never argue, so there's nowhere I can help you."

Lu Lin: ......

Shut up.

He Binglin and his wife were childhood sweethearts, growing up together since they were little. The tacit understanding between the couple only required a glance for each other to understand.

There was simply no chance for them to argue. They both took great care of their little family and had a harmonious and loving relationship.

Xing Yi looked on with amusement, "That's easy, I'll give you an idea."

Lu Lin didn't believe he could spout any nonsense, but he still listened carefully.

“Have you forgotten how Li Jun from the next group used to argue with his wife? He didn’t say a word, just knelt on the ground with a washboard in his arms. If you do the same, your sister-in-law will definitely soften her heart when she sees that your leg is still not healed.”