When Mr. Liu came back, he brought back Sister Hong's gifts, two floral dresses with ribbons.

It is not very convenient to go down the mountain from the retirement home to the town, and the fabric is very good, thin and textured. I don't know where they got it from.

I also brought the cardigan that Qi Sisi mentioned before. It was the perfect size and fit her perfectly.

Qi Sisi went through the water that afternoon, put on her clothes in the evening, and walked around in front of Zhao Xingyu.

“Does it look good?”

"nice!"

Zhao Xingyu responded with a smile.

This light green lace floral dress is much better looking than those fashionable skirts. The small daisies on the surface make her look particularly fresh and cheerful, full of girlish charm.

There are some pleats on the chest and the waist is abruptly tightened, making the chest look big and the waist thin, which adds a bit of sexiness.

Pure and lustful, nothing more than 놆.

"You can only wear this skirt when you are with me..." After Zhao Xingyu found out, his expression was a little strange and a little depressed.

"Why?"

Qi Sisi looked at him in surprise. Of course she was wearing a little skirt to be with her good friends.

"You wear either military uniform or training uniform every day. If I go with you, we won't be compatible."

Zhao Xingyu looked very grumpy.

She pursed her lips and said, "This skirt is too tight, it shows my curves."

Qi Sisi blinked.

So that's why.

"Haven't you seen it on TV these days? There are a lot of costumes like this in the TV series, and mine is completely covered."

Qi Sisi felt a little wronged.

The real revealing outfits haven't started yet.

"땤And there's a cardigan..."

Zhao Xingyu pursed his lips even tighter. If she had just worn that sling dress, it would have been fine, revealing her thin, white shoulders and her fair, soft collarbone. She had a strong girlish aura and didn't pay much attention to her figure.

The shirt was untied, highlighting the fullness of her chest...

"I don't want you to wear it in front of others."

He became even more sour.

"Well, but I want to wear it." Qi Sisi was embarrassed.

There will be more beautiful clothes in the future. Is she going to give up all of them just because of men's opinions?

"Just wear it for me, okay?"

Zhao Xingyu held her hands and looked at her eagerly with pleading eyes, as if he was looking at the last clear spring in his heart while traveling in the desert.

"All right."

Qi Sisi agreed as if possessed by a ghost.

As for the future——

We'll talk about it later.

"How much do you think these two dresses can be sold for?"

Qi Sisi changed the question: "Or, how much are you willing to pay for it?"

Zhao Xingyu felt that this was a meaningful statement and thought of a number: "One hundred yuan?"

Qi Sisi paused.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong to ask him.

After all, this man has a damn secret treasury, owning courtyard houses and small western-style buildings in Beijing and Shanghai, and hundreds of thousands of savings books.

The "one hundred" he mentioned, converted to an ordinary person in proportion, should be one dollar?

Forget it, forget it, I can’t ask him.

"I'll ask Jinghan and Yuqi next time. Jinghan likes buying skirts."

After saying this, Qi Sisi felt that she had made the right decision.

When it comes to women, women know it best.

Male? Ha!

"Why don't you ask me?"

Zhao Xingyu couldn't understand why his wife suddenly turned hostile, and he felt a little aggrieved. Could it be that his wife thought that the skirt he bought her for one hundred yuan was too cheap?

Qi Sisi looked at him with a complicated look, shook her head, and said nothing.

It seems like he has said everything.

Zhao Xingyu: ???

Qi Sisi ignored him and changed her skirt, put it in the bag, and prepared to take it to school to show Liu Yuqi and Wang Jinghan.

"Do you think it looks good?"

When they arrived at school, there was still half an hour before class, so Qi Sisi unceremoniously pulled her to Liu Yuqi's dormitory and started changing clothes.

“It looks good!”

Wang Jinghan clapped wildly: "Sisi, where did you buy such a beautiful skirt?"

"I've never seen such a beautiful skirt in my town, I want it!!!"

Wang Jinghan stared at her for a while and asked, "Did you make this skirt yourself?"

Qi Sisi was stunned, "Forget it!"

The ideas she gave to Sister Hong and the design drawings she drew, can be considered as her participation in the production!

That's right! Put your hands on your hips!

"With others."

"Do you want to sell skirts?" Wang Jinghan noticed her intention.

Qi Sisi nodded vigorously.

That's right!

"The one who knows me is Jinghan!"

"What about the other one? Take a look!"

Wang Jinghan was not in a hurry and urged Qi Sisi to change her skirt.

Qi Sisi changed into another skirt as she wished.

This skirt is light pink, with pink and white as the whole, and large pink flowers printed on the surface.

Compared with light green daisies, it has a more romantic tone and is more feminine.

Paired with a white coat, it adds a touch of purity.

Just like a delicate flower slowly blooming in front of you, I can't help but feel pity for it.

“I like this one!”

Wang Jinghan's eyes widened.

"Sisi, how much is it? I want this skirt!"

As they have been friends for many years, Wang Jinghan did not hide her feelings and directly expressed her love for him.

Qi Sisi's mouth curled up.

Feeling proud.

"My husband said he would buy me this dress for a hundred bucks!"

Wang Jinghan's eyes twitched: "This skirt costs one hundred yuan?"

She counted on her fingers and figured that if it was a hundred yuan, she would have to save up a month's salary to buy it.

“I can’t afford it.”

She had a bitter face and resentful eyes.

She really wants such a beautiful little skirt, she has never bought a skirt of this style!

Qi Sisi did not let her down for too long and added: "How can you trust a man's words? If you calculate it this way, his two-month allowance is not enough to buy me a skirt."

"Let's set it at 28 yuan."

Qi Sisi casually said a number.

"If you buy the cardigan together, it's two yuan more. If you buy it separately, it's 10 yuan!"

She set the price according to the current salary. The monthly salary for the worker was around 30 yuan, which was barely enough.

Nowadays, many skirts, even those with the name of Hong Kong-Shanghai style, cost around ten yuan.

Like those girls who like to buy little skirts, they are willing to buy them even if the price is a little higher.

As for those who can't afford it...they are not her target customers.

With one month's salary of Qi Sisi and a few extra dollars, she could barely afford the dress.

But she won't go all out to buy a skirt.

Individuals pursue different things.

"Okay, okay, I want to buy it!"

Wang Jinghan clapped her hands and cheered.

The price dropped from 100 yuan to 28 yuan in an instant. Wang Jinghan felt like she could make 70 yuan if she bought it, not to mention that this skirt was her favorite.

Qi Sisi gave her a brain-shattering blow.

"What are you thinking? We have such a good relationship, how can I take your money?"