Chapter 157: Can't Be Serious
The nemesis of the omnipotent Zhu Shen is Kunning.
"Hey, do you want to send one of your women to the store?" Zhu Shen asked.
"Why?" Of course, Ma Qiao knew Zhu Shen's careful eyes, Zhu Shen was afraid of tired Kunning, but Ma Qiao pretended not to know.
"If you pretend to be b with me again, I'll kill you!" Zhu Shen jumped violently.
Ma Qiao buttoned his shirt and said, "I'm really not afraid of you being coerced." ”
Zhu Shen stared at Ma Qiao fiercely with his good-looking big eyes.
"Don't look at me with affection, I'm not immune." After Ma Qiao finished speaking, he opened the window and shouted loudly.
"Brother Pony, what's the matter?"
"Kunning will look at the store by himself, you go over and take a look." Ma Qiao said.
Linglong glanced at Zhu Shen, her face full of grievances, "I still want to stay here." “
Ma Qiao shook his head in embarrassment and said, "You go first, I'll let Ziluo come over to find you after school." “
Linglong looked at Zhu Shen complainingly, sighed and said, "Okay! Linglong walked out the door with her bag on her back.
Zhu Shen smiled and said: "Your women are not simple, they are dead to you, are you happy to pee." ”
"Phew, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!" Mahashi fought back
"Spit one and I'll see." Zhu Shen said unconvinced.
"Get out!"
Zhu Shen also said sadly: "You didn't see the eyes of Linglong looking at me just now, you want to kill me!" ”
"It's more than innocent to die!"
"It's like I'm the one who threw the sulfuric acid!"
"They don't know who they are anyway, so you can be the scapegoat and let them vent." Maqiao is an understatement.
"I think I'd better go, I'm going to die at the hands of your woman here." Zhu Shen got up and sorted out his clothes.
Ma Qiao smiled and said: "Don't send it, turn left when you go out, there is a sewer, it's deep and smelly!" ”
", that's where you're going! You'd better pay attention to your pork kidneys, don't let these women drain you. Zhu Shen's words fight poison with poison.
"Don't worry about me, you better use less Indian oil!" Ma Qiao smiled and leaned back.
"Cheap!"
The two of them finally ended squirting each other on high-level black grounds.
Ma Qiao walked into the dressing room, saw that everything was already in order, and saw that Baimei and Dabao were sweating and tidying up there, and he was very grateful and said, "Take a break!" ”
Bai Mei's perm is not tied to the back of her head with a piece of purple, and it looks even more neat, and that perfect face is rarely completely presented in front of everyone, today just to be able to prevent her hair from messing up when she is working, she professionally found a piece of cloth and put it in a bunch at will, and the charm of this wonderful hand is also thrilling to see.
Especially the action of wiping the sweat beads on his forehead with his delicate arm will not detract from her charm at all, and it will be more real in Ma Qiao's eyes.
"It's coming, I'll clean it up right away." Baimei said.
"Brother Pony, how can we deliver the goods on time?" Dabao asked worriedly, as a fledgling designer, this was the first time he had experienced such a thing.
"Let me think about it." After Ma Qiao finished speaking, he turned around and went out.
Baimei and Dabao followed, and Baimei said tentatively: "Some time ago, Linglong and I went to see the small workshop to make clothes, and their workmanship was really superb, especially their imitation clothes, which really made us jaw-dropping. ”
"Oh, really?"
"Well, these people are making these high-end ready-to-wear clothes to stay in business." Baimei said.
Ma Qiao smiled helplessly, did he rely on these people to help him in his urgent need? ”
"Brother Xiaoma, what I want to say is that at present, our sewing skills are not as good as theirs." Bai Mei will tell the truth.
"Really?"
"I'll show you there." Baimei said.
Ma Qiao followed Baimei and Dabao to a small workshop, more than a dozen people were making clothes, Ma Qiao looked at their ready-to-wear, the workmanship was really good, put it outside, it was really difficult for laymen to see that this was an imitation.
A small man of about fifty years old, wearing a bald round face and thick lips in a clip, saw the three of them, thought they were coming to make an unannounced visit, looked at them vigilantly, and carefully answered the questions raised by Ma Qiao.
Ma Qiao saw the boss's trembling appearance and said, "Boss, don't be afraid, I'm here to ask you for help." ”
The boss was stunned, "What? ”
Ma Qiao told the boss about the matter, and the boss was also a happy person, saying: "I see, little brother, you don't have to worry, we can help you complete this task, we have been making clothes here for more than ten years, our handiwork, how to say it, although it is disgraceful to say such a thing, but our handiwork can definitely be fake." ”
Ma Qiao laughed and said, "Boss, you misunderstood, my fairy didn't want you to imitate it." Instead, I want you to make these clothes for me, which I have permission for, and this is my clothing brand. ”
"Oh! No problem! The boss patted his chest and said, "I can find you more than a dozen workshops like mine for you to do, the quality is wrapped in me, if there is unqualified, I am responsible for all losses, my reputation is just right." ”
Ma Qiao couldn't help laughing, it was such a small workshop owner who had been imitating high-end ready-to-wear behind his back, and he was really moved by his reputation.
"I'll go back and bring the drawings and the contract." Ma Qiao said.
"I don't know if you can help us find the fabric of our clothing."
"Fabric? What kind of fabric is not a problem with us, as long as there is no problem with your money, I have no problem here! The boss's confidence shocked Ma Qiao.
It is such a small workshop owner who has such self-confidence, he really can't feel sorry for himself, raising money is the biggest thing at the moment, Ma Qiao said, striding out of the small workshop, the boss stays and you pull the small shutter door up, Ma Qiao, Baimei and Dabao shook their heads helplessly, "It's hard to imagine that their production is behind this door." Dabao said.
"yes, there's a hole behind this door!" Ma Qiao said, and the three of them got in the car and went back to the company.
Dabao quickly sorted out the drawings, loaded them up, and brought them to Ma Qiao.
Ma Qiao sat on the sofa thinking about money.
"Where can I find the money?" That's the biggest problem right now.
Baimei walked in and saw Ma Qiao leaning on the sofa, her fingers pressing her temples, and Bai Mei knew why Ma Qiao was worried.
Bai Mei sat down next to him and said, "Is it for money?" ”
Ma Qiao nodded.
Bai Mei breathed a sigh of relief, because this problem was not a problem for her at all.
Baimei knelt on his chest, listened to Ma Qiao's powerful heartbeat, and said, "Don't worry about money, I have money." ”
Ma Qiao was stunned for a moment and then thought that when Baimei left the bamboo building, the second boss gave her 300,000. But Ma Qiao immediately refused: "The 300,000 yuan is for you to buy a house, I can't use it, this is what you exchanged for your life." ”
"Yes, but I can't let the money I paid for my life depreciate here all the time!" Bai Mei said.
"No, I'll borrow money from Zhu Shen!" Ma Qiao took the phone after speaking.
Bai Mei snatched her phone and said, "No, you can't always rely on Zhu Shen, then you can never read to do things." ”
"Is it okay to treat it as my shares? Baimei asked.
Ma Qiao hesitated for a moment and said, "I used the money, and I will return it to you when the funds are in hand." ”
Baimei saw Ma Qiao's resolute attitude and knew that she had to accept what Ma Qiao said, so she nodded and agreed, "But what I want to lend you is not 300,000, but 500,000." Bai Mei said.
"Huh?" Ma Qiao was taken aback, he knew that before Bai Mei left, the second boss carefully sent Bai Mei and all her relatives' accounts, and made sure that Bai Mei had no other savings except for the 300,000 yuan, so he was relieved to let her leave, where did she get the 200,000 yuan now?
"I said yes, yes!" After Baimei finished speaking, she took Ma Qiao's hand and stood up and walked out.
"Where are you going?"
"Go home and get the money!" Baimei said happily that because she was so happy, her steps became lighter.
Ma Qiao and Bai Mei returned home, Bai Mei saw that Lao Fu was lying down and sleeping, and said to Ma Qiao: "Safety! ”
Baimei dragged Ma Qiao to the bedroom.
Ma Qiao shouted: "Don't be so direct, in broad daylight!" ”
Bai Mei stroked her forehead helplessly, "Do you only think with your lower body?" ”
Ma Qiao looked at Baimei, nodded seriously and said, "Two-thirds of the time is indeed like this. ”
"Oh, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, have you forgotten the serious thing about our return?"
"How can I be serious with you?"
"Alright, come in!" Bai Mei greeted him.
As soon as she entered the room, Bai Mei took off her small suit and wore only a white suspender, and Ma Qiao felt that his nosebleed almost spurted out.
Bai Mei dragged her big suitcase over, and took out a long black fox fur coat from it, Ma Qiao didn't know why she took out this dress, did she want to wear this dress in this season, so when she walked to the street, she didn't look at others, and the return rate was definitely 25 percent.
Ma Qiao thought about it, could it be that Baimei wanted to sell this dress?
"I don't approve of you selling clothes!" Ma Qiao said and watched Bai Mei put the clothes on the bed and broke them, the weight of the clothes was definitely more than Ma Qiao's imagination, Ma Qiao thought to himself that wearing such clothes on his body was not a weight-bearing thing, it was heavier than a marching backpack.
Baimei just smiled but didn't respond to him, she opened the drawer and took out a pair of scissors from it, and was about to cut the silk inside of the clothes, Ma Qiao hurriedly stopped it!
He didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Baimei Gourd, could it be that he had gone mad.
"Don't be sorry for such a good outfit." Ma Qiao said.
"It's a pity! Here's my full net worth. Baimei said confidently.
Ma Qiao could see that this dress was only seventy or eighty thousand at best, could it be that Baimei was joking with him?
North America's eyes are very cunning, Ma Qiao no longer stopped her, let go of his hand, and let her go.
Neatly cut the inside of the garment through the middle seam. (To be continued.) )