Xu Jiaojiao stepped on it seriously and nodded in agreement: "Yes, it's good."

In fact, I didn’t understand anything. It felt no different from stepping on something normally. I tugged at Xie Zhi’s clothes and said, “Husband, you step on it.”

"How long will it take to lay this? Can it be done in one day? Can you make a swing in your store?"

Then, he handed over the design he had drawn. The fat boss took it, glanced at it casually, and smiled: "Comrade, you have very good skills."

"You can make the kind that can be put on the ground, right? I'll have to ask for help on how to weave this kind of rope."

"Thank you for your help."

A few hours later, Xie Zhi took out the money for the wooden floor and his salary from his pocket and handed them over. The sun was setting and it was time for them to go back. The originally flat concrete floor was turned into a wooden floor with special patterns on it, which looked very beautiful and made the style of the house much warmer.

Xu Jiaojiao was about to go pick out some curtains. She turned her head and glanced at Xie Zhi who was following her obediently. "I guess we're not going back tonight. When I left, I told mom that I might not come back."

"Sure, Jiaojiao, do you want to go and see the curtains?"

As they talked, the two of them went to the department store across the street. The big items were on the first floor. When they entered, there were more than a dozen patterns and designs by the window. Xu Jiaojiao chose the green color that was closest to her design draft, and there were dark patterns on the fabric.

This dark pattern is a bit similar to today's designer fabrics, not the traditional pattern. When she held it in her hand and touched it, she felt the thick drape and wanted to buy it immediately.

"I like this one, comrade. You have a good eye. I went to a foreign factory and bought this thing. They said it was designer fabric." The boss boasted.

But even though she was talking, her eyes were always on Xie Zhi. When this man stood next to her, he really attracted everyone's attention. She had seen many beautiful girls, but few men.

Moreover, this man never looked away, and his eyes were always firmly fixed on the girl. Such good men are really rare.

The boss clenched her fists, tilted her head and said with starry eyes: "Little comrade, you and your husband are a perfect match. They look so good together. It would be great if I could take a photo with you two. I would definitely frame it and put it by my bed to look at it every day."

Xu Jiaojiao looked at this man, then at Xie Zhi, and burst out laughing: "Why are you hanging our photos?"

"If more good-looking people see me, I will naturally become good-looking too."

"Comrade, how much do you sell this material for? Do you have pure white lace? If you don't have lace, tulle is fine, but I want pure white."

"I'll get it for you. Two windows are fifteen dollars, with poles."

"I don't want a pole."

"Don't want twelve dollars."

As he spoke, the boss took out white gauze fabric from the bottom of the table. The top was gauze, and only at the bottom was a layer of ruffled lace, and the ruffles were just below the green.

Xu Jiaojiao was so pleased that she showed a look of joy in her eyes: "I want both of them, no matter how much it costs, I don't want the pole either."

"Twelve green, three white, fifteen together."

Xu Jiaojiao touched the curtain and bargained calmly: "Boss, please make it cheaper, eight dollars."

"Eight?"

The boss blinked and almost fainted, then he smoothed his chest and said, "Comrade, you've cut the price too much."

The girl was full of doubts, but secretly happy in her heart. She immediately refused to explain that she had hit the aorta, so she said with difficulty: "Then eight dollars a piece, we have six windows, we have to buy three sets."

"The minimum you can give me is 9.5 yuan. If that's the minimum, I won't make any money."

"Hey, boss, we're in the shop across the street. Let's be friends. You come over to see my husband every day. Don't you want to take a photo? I'll take a photo with you when the new store opens. Nine dollars."

The boss looked in the direction of her finger, and was very conflicted. He gritted his teeth and said a number in his mind: "Nine dollars and two cents. I won't sell it if it's any lower."

"Okay, hubby will pay."

The boss took the money and curled her lips when she was wrapping the curtains. She made at least half of the profit. Bargaining is a mysterious thing. If this young comrade wasn't so good, she would have made at least a few more dollars.

But Xu Jiaojiao was overjoyed when she looked at her new curtains. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them. Both parties felt that this was a worthwhile transaction. Xie Zhi took the things and was hurriedly pulled away by the girl.

The price was cut too low and she was afraid the boss would go back on his word.

The girl went back to the store and put the curtains aside, planning to finish the swing first. It would definitely not look as good as it does now after washing, and it would be covered in dust and dirt.

Xu Jiaojiao looked at the wooden floor and wanted to make a small sofa indoors. Clothing stores didn't have any of them now, so she planned to turn it into a women's store. When she saw something nice, even if it was expensive, a few girls would come over and talk about it, and the clothes would be bought.

Buying clothes also requires an atmosphere and emotional value. If you are the boss, no one will believe what you say.

Xie Zhi took the pajamas he bought at the store, and the two of them stayed in a nearby hotel for the night: "Do you want to go upstairs and take a shower? It's been hot all day."

Xu Jiaojiao looked at the hotel with a vulgar atmosphere and blinked without saying anything. There was a big bed and a transparent bathroom, and even flower petals were placed thoughtfully. It just looked tacky no matter how you looked at it.

She finally understood why the price was a few dollars higher. It turned out that all the free services were included. It was really sigh-worthy.

Xie Zhi took out a skirt similar to Jiaojiao's, his face flushed to the point of bleeding, and stuffed it into the girl's arms, stammering: "Jiaojiao, go take a shower, you...don't worry, I won't look at you."

Seeing the innocent look on the man's face, she became interested in him. She pushed Xie Zhi to the ground with force, and petals flew up and fell to the ground.

I lowered my head and kissed the man's Adam's apple, feeling his tight skin. His big watery eyes were innocent, and his tone was naive: "What are you going to do to me?"

Xie Zhi suddenly felt a burning anger inside, as if countless ants were scratching his heart. His eyes darkened and he was about to reach out his hand.

The girl escaped as sleekly as a snake, blinked and ran into the bathroom with a smile. Xie only looked at the pajamas and pants beside him, and his dark eyes that had been twisted relaxed: "She is really so lovable."

There was a sound of clothes rubbing together in the bathroom, followed by the sound of running water. In this extremely quiet room, any sound would be amplified to the limit.

He couldn't help but glance in the direction of the bathroom. There was a layer of rubbed glass, but the shadow inside could still be clearly seen. The girl's face and calves were not rubbed.

Xie Zhi heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva. He grabbed his clothes impatiently, not daring to look anymore. He hurriedly looked away. His face was calm, but his brain had already turned into a mess. The only thing in his mind was that white skin, which was really too white.

His nose felt hot and he touched his nose with the back of his hand. He saw red bloodstains, so he quickly blocked them with a tissue and threw white stuff on the blood to erase all traces, fearing that his restlessness would be discovered.