Han Chudong stood at the door in his shorts, not having any dirty thoughts. He had seen Miss Bergman wearing a ballet tights before, and she had a great figure.

Not long after.

When Miss Bergman came out, he realized that he had underestimated her figure. She was not as thin as a stick. She had meat where it should be, and was thin where it should be.

Because her legs are long and thin, her body proportions appear to be very good, and she is fully qualified to be a model.

I couldn't help but say something from the heart: "It seems that you can no longer dance ballet. You are in such good shape. Do you exercise regularly?"

"Thanks for the compliment. I occasionally go jogging with my mom in the morning when I'm in Sweden."

The swimsuit was smaller than she expected. Being stared at by Han Chudong at this moment made Miss Bergman very uncomfortable. She felt like she was not wearing any clothes. She subconsciously covered her face with her hands and asked, "Should I change into a one-piece swimsuit?"

Han Chudong agreed deeply. It would be fine if she just watched it herself, but why should she bring other men to watch it?

Although this body grew up in Los Angeles, he has different ideas from those Westerners and cares more about these things.

I nodded decisively and said, "I'll go buy it for you. If you keep reading, even if other men don't commit crimes, I can't help but feel the urge to do something wrong..."

I bought another white one-piece swimsuit. I didn't have to return the bikini because Miss Bergman had a small swimming pool at home and would use it occasionally.

After depositing your belongings, you hang the key on your wrist and walk into the shallow water together on the sand.

Han Chudong didn't know how to surf and his swimming skills were not very good, so he didn't intend to humiliate himself and just splashed around in the shallow water where his feet could touch the ground.

Just walking the short distance from the storage room to the beach, Miss Bergman was like a magnet, constantly attracting men's attention.

This made Han Chudong a little worried.

There are too many competitors and not many chips in her hand. Now she doesn’t have much experience and has not entered the entertainment industry according to her ideas.

If you can't get it now, it will definitely be more difficult later.

Of course, it was just a little bit of worry. Han Chudong was confident that he could become a very successful rich man, and he didn't feel that he was worse than anyone else.

Miss Bergman choked on sea water while swimming, and I quickly swam over to support her.

After she stood firm, she felt something poking her. Bergman subconsciously reached out her hand, but after a few seconds, she suddenly retracted her hand.

Han Chudong was stunned with a startle...

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Zhao Dajun and Han Chudong's father began to visit and investigate nearby toy stores.

Father Han drove from store to store, asking questions, trying to find more descriptions of the deliverymen, and then follow the clues to find the group of people who produced the toys.

These products are made by a Chinese named Yang Guangnian. His plastic mold factory has recently been fully committed to the production of this kind of toys. He has personally started trying to promote them, and the results are quite good. Many toy stores are willing to purchase from him.

Just got a taste of the sweetness.

Yang Guangnian was dreaming a beautiful dream. In addition to wholesale toy stores, he planned to find a group of people to help act as agents and set up stalls in the streets and alleys to sell the products, just like those street vendors who sold balloons and second-hand books.

After the yo-yo parts are produced, people have to be found to assemble them. In order to reduce costs, the first people to think of are the old men and women in Chinatown who have nothing to do at home.

From time to time, he dreamed of making a lot of money by pirating various plastic toys, but he didn't know that when the business had just started, someone had already begun to investigate the source of the batch of plastic yo-yos.

The goods have not yet been rolled out, so Watermelon Head and his team still have markets for them.

In the afternoon, all 5,000 yo-yos that Han Chudong had customized in bulk were sold out. Baofeng Home Appliances was also waiting to open, so he had a lot of things to do next.

After Han's father's investigation, he found that all the store owners who had wholesaled plastic yo-yos said that the man who sold them the balls was Asian. In addition to this clue, he also got a number so that they could call and purchase more when they were out of stock.

At the same time, at the dry goods store in Chinatown, Old Man Han saw someone sitting on the side of the road assembling a yo-yo. He was furious on the spot, worried that someone was stealing his grandson's business. He had no idea about product patents and of course didn't think of calling the police.

All I can say is that Boss Yang's dream of making a fortune by counterfeiting toys was a good one, but his mistake was bad luck. He did not expect that the inventor of this toy also lived near Chinatown.

The small business had only been running for a few days, but Han Yigun had already found out the name of his company by following the phone number...

A small accident happened.

So much so that every time Han Chudong saw Miss Bergman, she couldn't help but want to laugh, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to crawl into the ground.

Health and physiology classes are very popular in the West, so Miss Bergman could certainly guess what she was holding in the sea.

Fortunately, Han Chudong didn't keep holding on to the topic, which made her calm down a little, and they both tacitly pretended nothing had happened.

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Take a shower separately.

I changed back into my original clothes and ate some seafood at a stall in the bathhouse before heading back.

It’s around six in the evening.

Nothing else happened during that time. When sending Miss Bergman home, Han Chudong also greeted Mrs. Bergman and invited her to visit his electrical appliance store in a few days.

Then he drove back to his home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the plastic yo-yo on the table. Da Jun and Watermelon Head were there. His father was eating snacks and drinking, and he seemed very happy.

"Where did this come from?"

Han Chudong picked up the plastic yo-yo and tried it out. It could indeed stay in the air, but it was shaking violently, so the design was unreasonable.

Thinking of something, he added in a surprised tone: "Someone is selling it on the market? Someone started producing pirated goods so soon?"

He knew from the beginning that someone would definitely enter this market, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Well, uncle has found the factory that produces it. We just took a look outside, but we haven't caught it yet..."

Da Jun was interrupted by Han's father when he was halfway through his speech: "Don't arrest him for now, wait until he sells more, because the penalty for infringement is heavier. As far as I know, it seems that they have only been allowed to produce them in the past few days. I asked a driver who went in to deliver goods, and he told me that there were a lot of yo-yos in there.

How blind! It's fine if they just produce other toys, but they want to cut off our source of income. How can we tolerate this? They even sent the parts to Chinatown and asked people to help assemble them. Your grandfather happened to see it. But it's my credit that the case was solved so quickly."

After asking carefully and finding out the whole cause and effect, Han Chudong felt that the guy was just unlucky and had run into trouble.

Sitting at the dinner table, he looked at Da Jun and the others and said, "I'll eat first, and then we'll go talk to the boss of that company.

This thing isn't made well enough, but it's pretty good. It just so happens that all the goods are sold out. Maybe I can cooperate with that factory. I originally wanted to start using plastic production. I'll see their attitude first and then make a decision. If it doesn't work, I'll arrest them first, and then I'll show up..."

PS: I am a best man for my friend today and tomorrow. I didn’t expect there would be so many things to do. I am so tired. I don’t think I will have much time to write today. Just one chapter. Sorry.

I would also like to thank the leader who started the game on Christmas, as well as the helmsmen "Wu Junpeng" and "The Frozen Sea". I will update more after the game is put on the shelves.