As soon as he returned home, Yin Qianhe knelt down to Yin Qianyi and begged for literacy. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info gave up embroidery yesterday, and now she has to learn to read and write again, even Yin Qianyi is very skeptical that she can persevere. But she once again said that this is a necessary skill, and she can't know all the words to do business, not to mention those business geniuses, she is just a rookie.

My sister is so motivated, how can I not allow my sister to be a sister. What's more, my sister also put on a pitiful look. In this way, Yin Qianhe began her life of working during the day and studying at night. In order to gain a foothold in ancient times, she is also hard enough.

The opening day is approaching, Yin Qianhe is busy hanging signboard trademarks, buying large bronze mirrors, separating the fitting room, and making hangers, all according to the basic model of the clothing store. In addition, in order to attract customers at the time of opening, a gong and drum corps was hired, and the store was decorated with colorful yarns and flowers. The flowers are all picked by themselves, which saves a lot of money.

Tailor Wang has delivered the goods to Yin's house as scheduled, Yin Qianhe has checked the goods, although there will always be some gaps between the finished product and the design, but it is still within the acceptable range, and the workmanship is also good.

In the face of so many new clothes, how can you not be tempted as a woman? Before the new clothes were hung up in the store, the two sisters tried them at home, and played like they had played at home, which was called inspection and adjustment.

On the twenty-eighth day, the Yin sisters came to the store early in the morning and were in full swing to prepare for the opening.

It was a sunny day, and it was a wonderful day. As soon as the gong and drum team was in place, they began to play and play. Musical instruments such as locks, leather drums, and gongs sound in unison, sounding very festive and lively.

This gong and drum team is not a professional band, and the members of the team are all part-time doing this errand to earn some extra money, so it cannot be appreciated as beautiful music, but at least the sound is smooth and exciting, enough to attract attention.

People gradually gathered in front of the store, and the advertising leaflets sent out a few days ago also had some effect. Many people felt new to this shop selling new clothes, and they all craned their necks to look into the store.

The Yin family sisters greeted people with a smile at the door, until the auspicious time came, and Yin Qianhe personally lit the cannonball. The sound of crackling cannons accompanied by gunsmoke resounded throughout the street, and the shopkeepers of other shops also came out to watch the excitement. The children liked to be lively the most, covering their ears and screaming and jumping happily.

Yin Qianhe stood in front of the people and began to talk about her store opening declaration: "Everyone, the store is open today, thank you for coming to cheer." The store operates in good faith, mainly engaged in all kinds of women's clothing, with beautiful styles and comfortable fabrics. If you are interested in ladies and girls, you can come in and have a look, do not buy or worry, as long as you are happy and comfortable, it is our greatest wish. There is also a little tea and candy inside, and guests with children can let the children go in to eat and drink some water, and take a rest. ”

She said this, of course, the most active is the children, as soon as they rush in to grab candy to eat, Yin Qianyi will give candy to the children in the store. The so-called eating people have a soft mouth and short hands, and the mothers of those children had to follow in because they were embarrassed.

Yin Qianhe entered the store to introduce various clothes to the guests, and naturally they were all boastful. The guests listened and looked and touched, but none of them seemed to have any intention of buying. Yin Qianhe asked them to try it in the fitting room if they liked it, but they didn't pay much attention to it, turned around casually and left in a hurry.

When it was almost noon, Yin Qianyi went back to cook, and only Yin Qianhe was left alone in the store. Although there were people coming and going in the store all the time, not a single garment was sold all morning. Those people came to see the odds, and no one really bought clothes.

Sending off another batch of guests, Yin Qianhe sighed helplessly. These clothes are obviously no worse than those worn by those guests, and the price is fair, why can't they be sold? Are they really so conservative that they are not willing to accept new things at all? What is the future of such a country?

Yin Qianhe inadvertently thought crookedly, he didn't take care of his food and clothing problems, and he didn't care about the future of the country. Most of her capital has been spent, and it is impossible to support it for long.

The artillery battle has long been over, the gong and drum team has also withdrawn, and the usual people have resumed in front of the store, and few people have stopped at the door of Yun Xiangyi. The opening of such a small shop can't make much of a storm in the bustling capital, not to mention that people don't recognize the goods it operates. It's as if a gust of wind is blowing, blowing and blowing, and nothing has changed.

Although it was only the first day, Yin Qianhe still felt a little frustrated. Maybe her idea of a futuristic person is really too unrealistic, and there is no need for clothing stores to exist in this economic form.

She looked at the clothes on the hanger in a daze, and didn't notice that someone came in, and this person was sending Yunchen again.

He walked into the store and looked around. The counter is facing the door, and there are various flowers on the table. On the wall on the left side of the counter is a large bronze mirror that can almost illuminate the whole body, and a pink curtain is hung on the right side, which has been dragged to the ground, and I don't know what is behind the curtain. On each side of the wall, there is a shelf made of three wooden poles, on which are hung some women's clothes, some fresh and elegant, some bright and dazzling, all of which look brand new. The top and the edge of the wall are also glued with flowers made of colored yarn. The whole store exudes a spring feel.

Yin Qianhe was the only one in the store, and she had been standing sideways in front of the counter.

Song Yunchen quietly came behind her, put his mouth in her ear and whispered, "Are you thinking about me?" Thinking so intriguedly. ”

Yin Qianhe only felt a sudden itch in his ears, and he shivered all over, only then did he realize that someone was standing behind him, and he was so frightened that he jumped to the side.

She turned around and saw that it was Song Yunchen, and she was so angry that she almost couldn't say anything: "You, you, what are you doing?" Why are you hiding behind people? Also, blow into people's ears. Oops, goosebumps. ”

She rubbed her ears and arms in disgust, and chopped her feet again, as if she wanted to rub the goosebumps off.

Song Yunchen looked at her actions and couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha, the girl's appearance is really cute." ”

"Cute ghost. How did you find it here? ”

Song Yunchen smiled evilly again, a strange light flashed in those beautiful eyes, "Didn't the girl say that she was waiting for me here today?" I'm here as promised. ”

Yin Qianhe raised his index finger and pointed at him, "Don't talk nonsense." When did I tell you was waiting for you here? ”

Song Yunchen took out the imitation slip that **** picked up, unfolded it in front of Yin Qianhe, and then pointed to the words on it, and read it seriously word by word: "Under the view of the bridge, Yun Xiangyi, the fairy clothes are just waiting for you." Isn't that what you wrote to me? ”

When Yin Qianhe heard this, he immediately snorted, this shameless person shouldn't use her advertising list as a dating signal.

"You're really narcissistic. Which eye did you see your name written on it, and how could it be said that it was written for you? I didn't know where to pick up a copy of the order, so I took it and ran to say something. What exactly do you want to do? If you want to pick up girls, please go to someone else, I'm not interested in you as a fancy girl. If you are full and have nothing to do and want to find a scolding, please also go to someone else, I am busy and have no time to pay attention to you. ”

Yin Qianhe's scolding did not make Song Yunchen retreat, but made him feel more interesting.

"Little beauty, don't be angry. The main reason I'm here is to let you know how wrong it is to reject a beautiful man like me, and you will definitely regret it in the future. ”

Yin Qianhe covered his mouth and laughed, "Ahaha, I've seen narcissism, but I've never seen you so narcissistic." People like you, sooner or later, they will attract some heroes to come out and eliminate harm for the people. I suggest that you walk on the street in the future and do not flirt with women of good families, and be careful of provoking people who should not be provoked. ”

Song Yunchen shook off the folding fan in his hand with a "poof" and said, "Hmph, joke." Looking at this capital, there are a few people who dare to provoke this son. ”

Yin Qianhe hugged his arms and looked at him sideways, "Hmph, I'm not very old, but my tone is not small." Are you the emperor today? ”

"I don't dare to do this, our emperor is sitting in the palace watching the recital at the moment. However, I don't want to use my identity to bring you to your knees, so I won't tell you. ”

"Since you are not the emperor today, why are you embarrassed to say the latter sentence? I think you're a spoiled boy, okay, go home to your parents, I'm not welcome you here. ”

Yin Qianhe walked quickly to the door, made the appearance of chasing away customers, and stared at Song Yunchen with the eyes she thought were the most vicious.

It's a pity, a character like Song Yunchen can be driven away by her little tricks. He rested one elbow on the counter and the other leisurely shaking the fan, looking like he had no intention of leaving.