"Tsk, you are really sharp-eyed. But this is not a shirt, it's just a collar. My brother bought it from Shenzhen City. He said that it is popular among young people there. It looks formal and also improves your temperament."
Ruan Suhe was still choosing a script when she heard this conversation. Out of curiosity, she looked up at the two sisters who were talking.
A white collar of a shirt caught her sight. In a flash, she remembered that this fake collar seemed to have been popular for a period of time in the 1970s, and she had some more thoughts in her mind.
"I think it looks good too. Excuse me, big sister, I really like this shirt. Can you... let me take a closer look and give it a closer look?"
As he spoke, the envy in his eyes was not false at all.
"Hey, what's wrong with that? Big sister, this is a shirt collar, not a shirt. Take a look. If you like it, I'll ask my brother to buy a few more from Shenzhen Market."
The girl was not shy at all. Seeing that she really liked him, she took two steps forward and lifted up the collar of her shirt with one hand to let her take a closer look.
"This... this looks so precious, it must be worth a lot of money, right? Haha, I just want to take a look and satisfy my eyes."
Ruan Suhe tried to refuse, but acted cautiously. She touched the material of the shirt collar, felt it, and observed the stitching. Then she had a rough idea in her mind.
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She actually took the opportunity to take a look at this 'fake collar', to see the specific material, the stitching, and the approximate size. "Big sister, tell me the truth, how much is this...? I don't think we have it in Beijing yet."
"My brother said that the cheap ones are only a few dollars. Of course we don't have them here. This is a new one in Shenzhen."
The girl's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, but her expression was full of boasting.
After a careful observation, Ruan Suhe thanked the girl and then turned back to concentrate on selecting the script.
"Oh, really. I can tell she can't afford it just by looking at her poor look. She even came to look at it and touch it. I wonder if her hands are dirty."
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, she is just envious of you. Look, she is so picky when buying a storybook. I guess her family doesn't have much money. Don't bother with her."
Ruan Suhe returned to the storytelling area and could still hear the two girls who were wearing "fake collars" chattering at her behind her back.
She shook her head and smiled helplessly. It's true. Even if you keep a low profile, there will still be people gossiping about you.
Ruan Suhe ignored him and picked out some storybooks by herself. She also bought some calligraphy copybooks and children's books on literacy.
Then, he went to the cashier with a thick stack of books.
"Hey, Comrade Ruan, you are a rare customer in our store recently. What's the matter? Are you busy recently?"
After calculating the specific price, the bookstore owner looked up and saw that it was her, and greeted her familiarly.
"Yes, I've been a little busy with work lately and haven't had time to come buy books. Tsk, boss, your new shirt suits you very well. It makes you look more energetic."
She noticed at once that the bookstore owner was dressed in a more energetic manner, unlike his usual decadent look.
"Hey, this is a fake collar. My wife said I would look more formal and like a boss if I put it on."
The boss scratched his head sheepishly and gave some explanation.
"Your wife has good taste. Where did she buy it? I want to go and see it, and buy one for my husband."
She thought that there were now places selling this "fake collar" in Beijing, and she was a little worried that it would disrupt her plans.
"My wife asked someone to bring it back from Shenzhen. It's only available there. We don't have anywhere to buy it here."
After hearing the boss's answer, she finally felt relieved. "Is that so? That's a pity. I'm afraid I won't be lucky enough to wear it."
She did not hide the disappointment in her eyes. After paying the bill and saying goodbye to the bookstore owner, she walked out of the bookstore carrying her cloth bag, got on her bicycle, and began to nod her head in a good mood.
'Fake collar', huh? This is a good start. She has a way to add a gimmick to Zhang Liting's clothing factory opening marketing strategy.
I was worried about the lack of heat, but now all has been resolved.
When she arrived at the door of her house, she rang the bell to alert several people in the yard to come over and help.
"Mom, you're back? My brother and I were just boxing, it was awesome!"
Ruoruo was indeed not as lively as before. She would look around before speaking and make sure it was safe before opening her mouth.
"Ruoruo is awesome. Show me with your brother later. Mommy wants to learn from you, too."
Ruan Suhe knew that the worst thing now was not to discourage children’s desire to share and express themselves, so she was very supportive and showed great anticipation.
Lu Zhengxiang saw the cloth bag hanging on her handlebars and came over to help her carry it into the house without asking any questions. "The child has practiced well and has memorized all the moves."
Ruoruo waited for the two to finish their work, then quickly brought a small stool and placed it on the small steps at the entrance of the main room. She also made a gesture for them to sit down, and returned to Tiedan, looking eager and impatient.
Lu Zhengxiang watched the two children get ready and began to direct them, "First move - Ear-piercing attack!"
"Grab the wrist and smash the elbow!"
"Block the arms and grab the legs!"
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Under Lu Zhengxiang's powerful voice, the two little guys started to exchange moves. Tiedan's strength was about the same and he could generate a little bit of power, but Ruoruo was just copying him, his moves were soft and without any strength at all.
“Pah, pah, pah.”
"Not bad, not bad, you look pretty good. But, Ruoruo, mom will urge you to eat more in the future, otherwise you won't have the energy to punch."
"Tiedan, the same goes for you. You must eat more."
She was now a little worried that her harsh words would affect the two children's ambition, so she applauded and comforted them.
"Eat more food means you're not trying hard enough. I'll demonstrate it again to see how strong I am."
As a result, Lu Zhengxiang exposed the deep meaning of it so openly, which made her a little embarrassed. "Haha, learn from your father. You have to punch as quickly as possible... Forget it, let's do it together."
Ruan Suhe felt that if she continued to explain, she would get herself into trouble, so she simply stood up and stood behind the two children and started to learn together.
She was very familiar with this set of boxing. During the military training in college, she had to learn this set of enemy-capturing boxing, and it had to be performed by each class on the playground.
After she read it just now, all the familiar memories came flooding back.
"ha!"
"roar!"
"Hey!"
However, her punches made more noise, which made the two little guys think she was very powerful.
"Wow! Mom! You are so amazing! You remembered everything just by watching us perform once."
Then, Ruoruo started practicing first, and with more modal particles in her mouth, she indeed seemed more powerful.
Several people performed the enemy-catching punch several times, and everyone's cheeks were sweating to some extent.
Ruan Suhe called the adults and two children to change their wet clothes, watched them wash up, and told Lu Zhengxiang to start telling stories to the children.
She was finishing up the work at the end, and after she was done, she did not forget to record the inspiration that came to her at odd hours in the bookstore.
With this strategy, this time we will be foolproof.
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