"As long as you are happy!" Jiang Manyue didn't want to care what these two people were going to do.
Whether Lin Yazhi is a beggar or a rich lady, it has nothing to do with her.
Instead, I think bitches deserve dogs, so I wish them a long-lasting relationship.
But I underestimated this man's shamelessness. Zhao Chunlei brought her here not just to show off.
"In that case, Jiang Manyue, quickly take out the best clothes in your store."
"I'm taking Zhizhi to meet my parents in a few days, so naturally she has to wear her best clothes."
"Aren't you the boss? Why are you standing there? Hurry up and serve me properly."
Wang Baozhu was so angry at Zhao Chunlei that she stepped forward and wanted to scold him on the spot.
Jiang Manyue saw that there were other customers in the store, so she immediately pulled her and shook her head.
Then he put on a smile: "Are you sure? You want the best?"
"Of course!" Zhao Chunlei had a cold and complacent attitude on his face, and he really thought of himself as a god who was here to consume.
"It has to be the best, otherwise I'll let everyone know that your clothing store is garbage."
Lin Yazhi was immediately excited when she heard this, and she held his hand even more arrogantly and proudly.
"That's right, sister, don't try to fool me with cheap stuff!"
This attracted many customers around to look at them, and some even said that her clothing store was cheap.
It turns out that he came here for this reason. This guy came here on purpose to destroy her brand.
"Okay!" Jiang Manyue sneered, "You said it, don't regret it!"
"Sister!" Wang Baozhu glared at the two people dissatisfiedly, wondering why she should entertain them.
Jiang Manyue gave her a calm look, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
He led the two people upstairs and said, "Come on, I'll take you upstairs!"
Lin Yazhi had been to the clothing store before, but had never been to the second floor.
It is said that the clothes upstairs are all custom-made, and only wealthy ladies are qualified to come here.
If she hadn't met Zhao Chunlei, she probably would never have been able to get up here in her lifetime.
Coming to the living room on the second floor, the decoration inside the house is elegant and high-end.
Incense was lit on the wooden coffee table next to the exquisite sofa, and a faint fragrance wafted everywhere.
High-end fabrics were displayed in the glass counter, and she recognized at a glance that they were from the former ready-made clothing shop.
I didn’t expect that it is now in Jiang Manyue’s hands. These fabrics alone are worth a lot of money.
"Is this the place where you get your clothes made? Tsk, it looks nothing special!"
Lin Yazhi acted disdainful, but in fact the jealousy in her eyes was almost overflowing.
Zhao Chunlei snorted coldly: "It's just a place where clothes are made, what's there to be proud of?"
"Stop talking nonsense and introduce your clothes quickly. My Zhizhi won't like them."
Jiang Manyue did not get angry at their unreasonable arrogance, but instead took out the design album.
"Then take a look at what type and style you want!"
Lin Yazhi took the design book, opened it and her eyes lit up when she looked at the design drawings inside.
She never dreamed that Jiang Manyue was so amazing and could draw so many styles of clothes.
From cheongsams, dresses, windbreakers, and jackets, there is nothing she can't draw, unless she can think of it.
Even state-owned clothing stores are not as fashionable as her designs.
The more she flipped through the album, the more jealous she became.
With a snap, she angrily slammed the album shut: "What the hell is this?"
"Showing me such an ugly painting doesn't suit my aesthetic at all."
"I want the most luxurious clothes, and you're trying to fool me with this kind of picture?"
She raised her mouth in dissatisfaction, and her eyes fell directly on a dress hanging on the wall.
The blue tweed skirt has a novel design and is paired with a white wool sweater.
The bright red woolen coat on the outside makes her look bright.
Lin Yazhi immediately stood up and walked towards the clothes.
"I like this!" She couldn't help but get excited: "I want to try this dress."
Jiang Manyue immediately shook her head and refused when she saw the clothes: "No, this suit is custom-made."
"Aunt Huilan custom-made it for her daughter-in-law. They will come and pick it up soon."
"What did you say?" Lin Yazhi asked dissatisfiedly, "Aren't you selling them by hanging them in the store?"
"Could it be that you didn't want me to try it on, so you deliberately said it was a custom-made one?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Chunlei beside her with grievance: "Chunlei, does she dislike me and doesn't want me to try?"
Zhao Chunlei looked at her aggrieved expression and immediately frowned.
"Jiang Manyue, what do you mean?" He defended Lin Yazhi dissatisfiedly.
"You say it's custom-made because it was custom-made? I think you're just trying to make things difficult for us."
"Why? Do you think I can't afford the clothes you designed?"
"Bring the clothes here immediately. You're looking down on us for just a piece of tattered clothes?"
He deliberately spoke loudly, hoping that the customers who came upstairs and downstairs to buy clothes would hear him.
Jiang Manyue guessed that they would cause trouble, but she didn't expect that they would fall in love with other people's custom-made clothes.
She looked at Lin Yazhi's slightly bulging belly with cold eyes: "I said this dress was custom-made by someone else."
"Besides, even if you wanted to, do you think she could fit into it?"
Feeling touched in a sore spot, Lin Yazhi couldn't help sobbing as she touched her belly.
"Wow, sister, what did I do wrong? I'm just pregnant and you treat me like this?"
"Other customers can try on clothes, why are you targeting me?"
"Well, at worst I won't try it. I'm not qualified to come to your store anyway."
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