Mr. Qiao Si sneered, "You calculated it quickly enough!" It was obvious that he had it planned before coming.
Jiang Shiyue protested: "I want to sell it in retail, so I have to calculate the price. Otherwise, what if I lose money after working so hard for so long? I really don't want to take advantage of you, otherwise..."
Jiang Shiyue gritted her teeth and negotiated with Mr. Qiao Si with a painful look on her face, "I'll round off the difference for you, just give me one hundred and twenty yuan!"
"Oh! You are quite generous." Mr. Qiao Si said sarcastically.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Fourth Master Qiao was obviously too lazy to engage in a price war with Jiang Shiyue over this one-dollar price. He glanced into her bamboo basket and frowned, "Only a few pieces of clothing in total?"
Jiang Shiyue nodded. "This is really all the clothes I have. Master Qiao Si, you can't look at me with the eyes of a businessman. As a woman, having so many clothes to sell is already a lot."
"It's indeed quite a lot." The woman next to Fourth Master Qiao suddenly agreed, clenching her fist and tapping his chest twice. "Fourth Master, she doesn't have as many clothes in her closet!"
Mr. Qiao Si didn't answer. He picked up a piece of clothing and turned it over to check the seams on the inside of the clothing.
Just like last time, it was obviously an altered piece of clothing, but this time it was obvious that the threads had been sewn on a sewing machine.
Fourth Master Qiao tapped his fingers on the table.
Jiang Shiyue was like a death row prisoner waiting for the guillotine to fall, feeling that what Mr. Qiao Si was knocking out was his own breath.
The woman seemed to be afraid of Mr. Qiao Si who was thinking. She stood up and stepped aside, looking at Jiang Shiyue with a complicated look.
After a while, Mr. Qiao Si said, "Do you have the blueprint for these bell-bottom pants?"
Jiang Shiyue shook her head and answered very straightforwardly, "No, I just messed it up myself."
Fourth Master Qiao uttered a short "huh" and smiled in a more approachable manner. "Do you think I believe it?"
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Seeing Jiang Shiyue bowing her head and remaining silent, Fourth Master Qiao said, "If you can draw it, that's fine. I'll pay for it."
Jiang Shiyue looked up suddenly, "How much?" Facing the half-smile on Fourth Master Qiao's face, he touched the tip of his nose and tried to make amends, "It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. What's important is that Fourth Master Qiao gives it to a friend! That's me..."
Jiang Shiyue sighed exaggeratedly, "My son is sick and needs money. I brought him here last time, and you saw him."
Mr. Qiao nodded, the child did look somewhat normal.
Jiang Shiyue raised her hand and wiped her eyes. "Our family still owes some foreign debts and needs to pay them back urgently. Otherwise, I wouldn't be willing to sell my clothes!"
Mr. Qiao Si didn't know whether he believed her or not, so he just asked her, "How much do you want?"
"A bicycle..." Ticket. Jiang Shiyue changed her mind mid-sentence and swallowed the word "ticket" back.
Fourth Master Qiao raised one eyebrow, curled the corner of his lips, and said sarcastically, "How dare you speak!"
The woman beside him added, "The last person who dared to blackmail our Fourth Master Qiao has grass a meter high on his grave now."
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She somewhat regretted raising the price at the last minute, but now she didn't dare to change it. She could only bite the bullet and say, "How can this be called extortion? I sincerely want to make friends with you, Mr. Qiao Si."
I'm not exaggerating, but this blueprint is definitely the first of its kind in our city, no, the entire province. With your skills, Fourth Master Qiao, any batch you produce will sell out. A bicycle costs only 150 or 60 yuan, but to Fourth Master Qiao, is that money?
Others can't get bicycle tickets, but how can Mr. Qiao, who runs a black market, not get one?!
"You're a simple girl, but you're very cunning." Although Mr. Qiao said this with disdain, his eyes showed admiration. "Okay! I'll give you a bicycle. Draw the picture and you can ride it away."
"Deal!" Jiang Shiyue snapped his fingers happily.
Mr. Qiao Si frowned, but said nothing. He told the female companion beside him to get a bicycle for Jiang Shiyue.
The woman stamped her feet. "Master Qiao, aren't you being too nice to this little girl? You're giving her a bicycle just for drawing a picture? We've already bought her so many clothes, we can just modify them accordingly. Why waste money on this?"
Mr. Qiao Si just glanced at the woman lightly, and the woman shrank back and dared not speak again, glaring at Jiang Shiyue angrily.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
When beating a dog, you have to look at the owner.
She didn't know how powerful Mr. Qiao was, so she could only avoid the woman's sight.
Fourth Master Qiao turned to Jiang Shiyue and said, "Tell her."
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
What the hell is this to me?!
Regardless of what he thought, Jiang Shiyue still spoke honestly: "It's easy to just copy. What Fourth Master Qiao wants is ownership."
In fact, Jiang Shiyue wanted to talk about copyright.
But in 1978, people generally lacked legal awareness and copyright awareness, so the word was changed.
The woman looked at Mr. Qiao Si and then at Jiang Shiyue with a confused look on her face, as if she didn't quite understand what Jiang Shiyue said.
Jiang Shiyue had no choice but to explain in more detail, "Mr. Qiao Si means that from today on, he is the only one who can sell these pants."
What he bought was not the blueprints, but Jiang Shiyue was not allowed to modify the jeans and sell them again.
Mr. Qiao Si is not stupid. How could he not think of what the woman thought of?
The woman nodded suddenly, glanced at Mr. Qiao Si, turned around and walked out.
"You are indeed an interesting girl."
Jiang Shiyue's heart skipped a beat when she met Mr. Qiao Si's admiring gaze.
She had never eaten pork but had seen pigs run. This was the look a man would have when he saw a woman he was interested in.
She stood up and bowed to Mr. Qiao Si to express her gratitude: "Mr. Qiao Si, I want to thank you on behalf of our Yangyang! The money you gave me will cover my medical expenses for the next period of time."
What I mean is, I'm already a mother, so don't worry about me anymore.
It was unclear whether Mr. Qiao Si understood or not, as he still had that mysterious expression on his face.
Jiang Shiyue was just thinking about what to say when Gangzi knocked on the door and came in, "Fourth Master, the bicycle is at the door."
Fourth Master Qiao nodded and pointed at Jiang Shiyue, "Give it to her."
Gangzi stared at Jiang Shiyue in surprise, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Jiang Shiyue hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Qiao Si and left the house before Gangzi.
Fourth Master Qiao looked at Jiang Shiyue's almost fleeing back, narrowed his eyes, and chuckled: "Little fox!"
Jiang Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief after running out. Talking to Fourth Master Qiao was so tiring.
He seemed to be humble and easy to talk to, but Jiang Shiyue instinctively felt that Mr. Qiao Si was in danger.
Otherwise, it would not be possible to give up the drawings so readily.
Besides saving her life, the blueprints were of no practical value to Jiang Shiyue. Her clothes were sold out, and there were no alterations. And in a year or two at most, bell-bottoms would be all the rage. Mr. Qiao Si wanted to monopolize the market and make the entire nation his enemy, but he probably didn't have the wherewithal.
A brand new bicycle was parked at the door of the main hall, attracting the attention of people in the yard.
Jiang Shiyue glanced at the bicycle and looked away. This thing was going to be compensated to Wang Hong. It was just a passing possession, not hers. What if she couldn't bear to part with it after looking at it for so long?
"Girl, are you okay?"
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