Chapter 467 To South City 4
Although Han Yuan said bad things about Zi Yi, her brother-in-law, she actually did the opposite in her actions.
As soon as he returned to the room, he called the hotel to order dinner, and then began calling some friends or the managers of electronics factories to ask if there were any obsolete production lines for sale. After all the calls, he didn't get any useful information, and he was so angry that he wanted to throw the phone away.
Ziyi, who was standing on the other side of the wall, raised his lips slightly, thinking to himself that Han Yuan was just an arrogant man who said one thing and meant another.
Han Yuan really wanted to help Ziyi buy the production line he wanted, so that he and Yike wouldn't have to take the risk of going abroad to buy it.
Ziyi and Yike want to go abroad, but they can't go out through formal channels, so they can only smuggle to Xiangcheng first. Maybe they can buy it in Xiangcheng. But even if he bought it, it would be a hassle to ship it back. Once it came through customs, it might be confiscated, and then it would have nothing to do with Ziyi anymore. Ziyi and Yi would have worked in vain.
He thought about how so much "junk metal" had to be smuggled in, and even if it did, it would not be easy to transport it back to their factory. Ziyi asked him for help because he thought of this, otherwise he might not have told him.
Han Yuan got a headache just thinking about it, but when he made a phone call, everyone said that there were no obsolete ones. They even asked him if he had such a production line, they would also want one, and it didn’t matter if it was obsolete, their technicians would repair it.
Han Yuan was so angry that his heart and lungs ached. He originally thought that there was no need to take risks in buying some "junk metal" and he would definitely be able to handle it himself. However, reality slapped him in the face. It turned out that the "junk metal" he thought was actually a treasure.
Yi was so annoyed by Congfei that she had no choice but to go shopping for clothes. Originally, they had agreed to wait until Congfei got off work in the afternoon before going shopping for clothes, but in the end, she succeeded - they went out shopping for clothes right away.
"Do you want to ask Ziyi to go with us?" Congfei didn't want to ask, but she had to ask.
"I'll go and ask him if he wants to go?" Yi Ke said.
"Where are you going?" Han Yuan opened the door and asked.
Ziyi also opened the door and stood at the door, looking at them.
"I'm taking Yike to buy clothes. Do you want to go?" Congfei asked.
Han Yuan spoke first: "No, I want to go with Ziyi to meet his friends. Right, Ziyi?"
Ziyi didn't expose his lie and nodded in agreement.
Congfei was happy. If the men didn't go, there would be no one to urge them. This was the case with the impatient Yuan'er before. She would urge to go home before she had even seen two things.
Cong Fei happily pulled Yi Ke out of the door, and Han Yuan also happily said to Zi Yi: "It's good that you didn't agree to go. If my mother buys clothes, she won't go home until her legs are shaking. Thank you for not exposing my lie."
"That's not a lie. We can just happen to go meet my friend this afternoon." Ziyi said.
"Haha, haha, I thought you were really that kind, turns out I was just being too sentimental." Han Yuan said self-deprecatingly. Ziyi thought to himself, "Going shopping with my wife is fun, but if it's not something serious, I won't cooperate with you."
Haha, if Han Yuan knew what Ziyi was thinking, she would probably vomit three liters of blood.
"Let's go, let's set off too." Ziyi urged.
"Should I go there by bike or by bus?" Han Yuan had no choice but to give up what he was thinking.
“It’s convenient to ride a bicycle.”
Han Yuan's family has three bicycles. Ziyi and Han Yuan each rode one and went straight to the place where Wang Hongjun rented a house.
Congfei also wanted to go out by bicycle at first, but then she thought about the large and small bags she had bought and it would be inconvenient to ride a bicycle, so she gave up and took the bus with Yike.
Congfei brought Yike to Dongshan Department Store, where all kinds of goods were sold.
"Let's go buy skin care products first. There are many varieties of skin care products here. Which one do you like?"
One can see old domestic brands such as Pechoin, Bakuai Ling and Qirixiang which are still in existence after decades.
"These are very popular. You really ate them all. Which one do you like?" Congfei praised when he saw where Yi Ke's eyes were.
"Just buy two of those. The Explosive Spirit can be given to my godmother and the others, and the Winter Gauntlet, and the Seven Days Incense. Can I buy more?"
"Sure, you can buy as much as you want."
"Then buy ten boxes each and give them away when you get back."
Congfei immediately asked the salesperson to get ten boxes for each store, and even Pechoin bought ten boxes for Yike.
"Comrade, so many people come to buy things." The saleswoman calculated with an abacus very quickly, and her finger speed was not inferior to those computer mavens in previous lives. He kept boasting that everything he bought was good stuff.
After buying some skin care products, the two continued shopping.
When they passed by a grocery store, Yi Ke saw a row of red and white enamel spittoons with short legs and the word "happiness" on them. She had seen them in "Seventy-two Guest Rooms" in her previous life, and now she saw the real thing.
The two of them strolled along the way, and Yike bought two pure cotton vests for Ziyi, which were sweat-absorbent when it was hot; she also bought a few pure cotton towels, which were thick, came in a variety of colors, and did not loosen or fade. These were also what his parents liked in his previous life.
My dad has a cotton vest that is so worn out from washing that he refuses to change it. My mother even complained that disposable face towels were not good and were not as good as the pure cotton towels she used to have.
Shower gel, shampoo, skin care products, perfume... everything is available here.
The department store is very popular and bustling.
Yike had a small disagreement with Congfei when choosing clothes.
"Aunt Fei, this suit is really good-looking. Look, the waistline is tightened here, and the trouser legs are also tightened a little here. This shows a slender look and can better highlight the beauty of lines and figure. Don't you feel particularly cool and handsome when you put it on?" Yi Ke was more and more satisfied the more he looked at it, so he had to try hard to persuade Cong Fei.
"Well, buy it then, but you can wear it at home, and don't wear it when you return to your hometown." Congfei knows that throughout the country, except for the south where it is more open and there are all kinds of clothing, other places only have those conservative styles of clothing. Especially the suits, which were a clothing style introduced from abroad, and she was afraid that giving them to her would cause trouble.
"I know, thank you Aunt Fei." Yike knew Congfei's good intentions, but she didn't buy it to wear in China.
Congfei wanted to dress Yike up as a doll. But when Yike wears this suit, she is no longer a doll. It is handsome, but a girl is not a boy, so why should she be handsome?
Congfei couldn't persuade Yike, so she had to continue trying to put clothes that she thought looked good on Yike. The one that satisfied her the most was a winter skirt.
It was a champagne-colored velvet skirt with white pleats, high waisted, and a black mesh hem. The fabric is rare imported gold velvet, which feels soft and smooth, is thick and warm, and the workmanship is also very fine.
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