"Don't joke around."
Wen Jiaojiao knew what he was thinking and immediately felt that he was being pathetic, saying:
"You're so narrow-minded. Yuncheng is clearly much more developed than our place. You should learn to be more farsighted."
People will become more open-minded in the future. This type of pants is elastic, comfortable, and breathable; it'll be popular for years to come.
"We'll give it a try when the time comes."
Although Wen Zhaoye didn't think there was anything good about this style of pants, seeing her arguing so earnestly and considering that she was doing it for his own good, he figured it was only right to go along with her and compromised.
Wen Jiaojiao's heart stirred slightly:
"Do more, and remember to give me a share of the profits later."
Wen Zhaoye didn't take it seriously:
"Why go through all that trouble? If this product is profitable, you can have it all."
Wen Jiaojiao had to run away, but she also hoped that if they couldn't find out anything this time, she could go back and earn the money first.
"Let's stamp it first."
stamp?
Wen Zhaoye recalled the kiss on the cheek incident from last time, paused, his eyes flickered, and he stammered:
"Isn't that inappropriate? There are so many people on the street, it's not a good place to kiss on the cheek. But if you really want to kiss, we can choose a more secluded spot..."
Wen Jiaojiao naturally remembered the last time the stamping incident occurred. She looked at his face, which was gradually turning red with embarrassment, and said with a hint of disdain in her voice:
"I don't want to kiss you, and I don't mean to like you, so don't try to make things complicated for me."
"Yes, I know."
No matter how she explained, Wen Zhaoye felt that she had her reasons and was thinking of him. He nodded with a bright smile in his eyes.
Is this guy joking with me the whole time?
What normal person would walk away with a smile after being rejected?
Unable to fathom his intentions, Wen Jiaojiao simply ignored it, prioritizing making money above all else. She hooked her fingertip around his, making a stamping gesture, and said earnestly:
"Stamp complete. From now on, all the net profits from this product are mine." If they run away, I won't ask you for it. Otherwise, I'll go back, collect the money, and then run away again. I don't care about my reputation, but I can't let this money go to waste.
"You're short-sighted."
Wen Zhaoye glanced at her indulgently, completely unconcerned about the small amount of money.
He felt that if she even considered having feelings for him again, the entire family fortune would be hers.
But she just didn't think of that. Afraid that his words would upset her, he changed the subject:
"Where are we going? I just looked at this street and it seems to be full of entertainment venues, billiard halls and game arcades."
Wen Jiaojiao didn't want to wander around at all, afraid of being startled by something around the corner, but she also didn't dare go back to her room. She analyzed three places and said:
"Let's go to the arcade." Xu Dajun and Wen Jiaojiao are adults; they can't very well be here.
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