Lan Ying only knew that Yulan's house was the most luxurious villa area in the city like Yang Gao, and coupled with the matter of the camera, she decided that Yulan was rich, but as for how she was rich, she didn't know.

Hearing Zhang Xiaohui's words at this time, she looked at Yulan's expression lightly and did not refute it, knowing that the two did not lie to her.

Zhang Xiaohui saw that Lan Ying's face was constantly changing like a color palette, and she also felt some sympathy for her in her heart.

How embarrassing it is to take other people's things and sell them to the original owner openly and confidently, if it were her, I'm afraid she wouldn't have the face to see Magnolia, right?

Zhang Xiaohui looked at Lan Ying, thinking that if Lan Ying couldn't get off the stage, would she want to help intercede? After all, Lan Ying was also deceived, as long as she sincerely apologized, Yulan would not be fine, after all, Yulan is not the one who loves to care.

However, Zhang Xiaohui's kindness was destined to fail, she thought that Lan Ying would be embarrassed, but Lan Ying stared at Yulan and said: "You already know why you didn't tell me? If you tell me that those are the new models, I won't sell them so cheaply, and I will lose a lot of money, do you know? You are really bad, you can't see the good of others, right?"

Zhang Xiaohui opened her mouth wide, she thought about it so much, but she didn't expect that her old classmate was not ashamed at all, and blamed others for not reminding her, causing her to make less money, this logic is shameless, Zhang Xiaohui's words of intercession were all stuck in her throat.

Yulan smiled, looked at Lan Ying and said, "What do you say?"

Lan Ying then remembered that she still owed Yulan five hundred yuan. However, as soon as the thought turned, Lan Ying became confident again. If Magnolia hadn't recognized the clothes she sold, she might have lost even more money. She'd seen the person who hired them as an agent have a lot of goods piled up at home.

In this way, Yulan still has to thank herself, she only got 500 yuan, and if she loses it, she knew that she wouldn't pay back the 1,000 yuan.

Yulan saw through her thoughts at a glance and said, "Do you think my money is too little? are you going to let me pay you some more?" Don't you know that there is a word called selling stolen goods?"

Lan Ying was suddenly frightened by her serious bluffing appearance, and immediately ran away in disgrace.

Zhang Xiaohui asked Yulan in a low voice: "Then didn't she commit a crime?"

Magnolia smiled and said, "I scared her." ”

Zhang Xiaohui was immediately relieved, she and Lan Ying have been classmates for so many years, and she also knows that although she is a little greedy and a little squeamish, her nature is not bad, if Lan Ying really makes a mistake, she also hopes that Yulan can let the other party go.

Yulan has no intention of pursuing it, and pursuing it is also to investigate the mastermind behind the scenes, and find an irrelevant person to do something.

Xu Meng was relieved when he heard that the sweater incident was not leaked by the villagers: "I'm really worried that if it was someone from our village who caused the leak of the drawings, then I'm really sorry for you, but fortunately, no, where did the clothes sold by your classmates come from?"

Yulan understated: "The company has an internal thief, and he eats inside and outside." ”

Xu Meng patted Yulan's shoulder and expressed sympathy.

Magnolia smiled. This matter broke out before the clothes were put on the shelves, it was a good thing for her, what was there to sympathize with, and those who should be sympathetic to those who were making trouble behind the scenes were right, Yulan believed that with Yan Lu's means, those people behind the scenes would shed their skin if they didn't die.

The school's New Year's party was scheduled for the end of the month, and a few days before the end of the month, Zhang Xiaohui and Yang Gao spent most of their time rehearsing.

The song sung by Zhang Xiaohui and Yang Gao was chosen by Yulan, and it was a sweet little love song "Summer Blown by the Wind" that only emerged a few years later, Yulan didn't know how to compose music, but just wrote the lyrics silently to Yang Gao, and simply hummed it a few times in front of the two, and the two of them quickly remembered it.

Whether it is Yang Gao or Zhang Xiaohui, the musical attainments are higher than Yulan, Yulan only sang a few times, Yang Gao can play the slightest difference, during the rehearsal, the two choruses are very tacit, Yulan looked at the pink bubbles that appeared at the moment when the two met their eyes, and suddenly sighed, it turned out that dog food was not so delicious.

The rehearsal was almost over, and Yulan took Zhang Xiaohui to choose the clothes to wear on the day of the performance.

Yulan said that as long as Zhang Xiaohui passed the pre-selection of their program, she would have the performance costume, which was not a joke.

Zhang Xiaohui didn't have any requirements for clothing, Yulan chose a loose thick sweater for her, a woolen plaid pleated skirt underneath, and a beret of the same style obliquely on her head, the whole person was fashionable and youthful.

Zhang Xiaohui saw that those ordinary-looking clothes were matched with Yulan's skillful hands, and her style instantly improved a lot, and she made up her mind that next time she came out to buy clothes, she must pull Yulan out as a staff officer.

The two of them were about to leave with their clothes in their hands, when they heard a high-pitched female voice shouting from outside the door: "This is it! This is the black-hearted thing, selling such expensive clothes, and the materials selected are so poor, and the new clothes I bought have not been worn for two days, and I have a rash on my body." The money spent on medical treatment is enough for me to buy several clothes! Ask your boss to come out for me! If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm not done with you!"

Zhang Xiaohui looked at Yulan worriedly, "What should I do?"

Yulan smiled mockingly: "Don't worry, watch the play first." ”

As soon as she heard about watching the play, Zhang Xiaohui knew that people had already prepared, and she suddenly fell silent.

Yulan pulled Zhang Xiaohui to the door, and saw a short and chubby middle-aged woman shaking a sweater in her hand to show it to the people around her, on such a cold day, she rolled her sleeves high, revealing small red bumps of different sizes on her arms.

Some people never think it's a big deal to see the excitement, but when they hear the middle-aged woman making a fuss, others will coax: "Oh, what are you allergic to?"

When the woman heard someone pick up the stubble, she looked around at a pair of gossipy eyes, rolled her eyes, and said, "You are not a doctor, how do you know? I went to the dermatology department of the central hospital, and the doctor said that the sweater I was wearing was not clean, which would cause skin allergies." I've always been wearing old clothes, and I've never had any, so I finally made up my mind to buy one, and as a result, I ended up buying such a bad clothes. I might as well not buy it!"

There were also people in the crowd of onlookers who had bought clothes like brocade, and when they heard what the middle-aged woman said, they hesitated a little and said: "Impossible, how many years has this store been open, we have always worn their clothes, and we have never heard of allergies to wear their clothes." ”

The woman said unhappily: "Who knows, you said that this store has been open for so many years, and it should have been doing better and better, but now, in order to make more money, they actually use inferior raw materials to replace good materials, which is a conscience, what do we consumers want, isn't it just to eat at ease, dress at ease, and live comfortably, such black-hearted merchants, what do we buy their goods for?"

Zhang Xiaohui heard the man degrade the brocade clothes to nothing, and asked Yulan in a low voice, "Is it really okay?"

Yulan's gaze searched in the crowd of onlookers for a long time and did not find anyone, so she retracted her gaze and said calmly: "It's okay." They can't make waves. ”

The woman became even more excited because someone echoed the commotion, "What about the people in charge of your affairs? Are they all dead? If you don't give an explanation for this matter today, I'm not done with you!"

In the midst of the commotion, someone said in a cold voice: "What do you want to explain?"

When the woman looked up, she saw that the crowd was separated on both sides, and a tall figure walked slowly from the crowd, and asked coldly as she walked, "What do you want to explain?"