At seven o'clock the next night, Ding Kaiwen drove to the front of the Moore Church School.

Tang Mingyu is right, Xinda clothing store is diagonally opposite the school, and there is a sign at the door of the store: 30 years of professional tailors, Ren Xinda is waiting for you.

Will this be the underground party's traffic stop? Ding Kaiwen thought about it, he didn't want to startle the snake, because he knew very well that this was the only chance he could turn over at the moment, and he had to seize it!

Ding Kaiwen parked the car a little farther away and secretly monitored the entry and exit of people in the clothing store. Because he was in the stage of being suspended, he had no manpower under his hands, so he could only go into battle himself.

Western-style clothing is one of the most popular clothing styles at present, and even at night, there are many customers who come to the store. Ding Kevin observed for a while, and in less than an hour, there were at least a dozen people coming in and out.

Ding Kaiwen got out of the car and crossed the road, pushed the door and walked into the store.

The owner was a man in his fifties with slightly gray hair, wearing a pair of reading glasses, and cutting fabric on a board. Another woman of his age is his wife, who is responsible for measuring the size of customers' clothes.

"Sir, are you going to make clothes?" Seeing Ding Kaiwen walk in, Mrs. Ren greeted him warmly.

Ding Kaiwen nodded and said, "I want to make a suit." ”

Mrs. Ren: "Sir, it's a coincidence that you came today, the store has just bought a batch of high-quality fabrics for suits, do you want to pick them up?" ”

Ding Kaiwen: "I don't know whether the fabric is good or bad, so please help me choose one, the main thing is that the color is best black or dark blue." ”

Mrs. Ren picked up a piece of black fabric with her hands and feet, compared it with Ding Kaiwen, and said, "Sir, this fabric is imported from the United States, and after ironing, it is particularly straight!" ”

Ding Kaiwen nodded and said, "Okay, just use this fabric." ”

Mrs. Ren took the tape measure and said, "Sir, you open your arms, and I'll measure your size." ”

When measuring the size of the clothes, Ding Kaiwen pretended to be casual and asked, "How many years has Boss Ren been doing this business?" ”

Ren Xinda stopped the scissors in his hand, thought for a while, and said with emotion: "By next month, it will be exactly forty years!" ”

Kevin Ding: "Forty years? Then the thirty years written on the door of your store are modest? ”

Ren Xinda: "I was apprenticed at the age of fourteen, and I am fifty-four years old this year, and I calculated according to this. I actually cut the first piece of clothing for a customer, and that was more than thirty years. ”

Mrs. Ren corrected and said, "What more than thirty years, this year is exactly thirty-two years." ”

Ren Xinda: "I can't remember, but can you remember clearly?" ”

Mrs. Ren said angrily: "The year I married you happened to be the day of your apprenticeship, how could I not remember?" ”

Ren Xinda patted his forehead with his hand and said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, yes, it's thirty-two years, and we just got married that year." ”

Listening to the couple talking about the past, looking at Ren Xinda's skillful cutting of fabrics, Ding Kaiwen was a little unsure for a while, such a person would be a communist?

"Boss Ren, are my clothes ready?" There was a knock on the door, and a woman in her thirties walked in with a satchel.

Ren Xinda: "I'll look at your receipt." ”

The woman took out a receipt for Xinda's dress from her bag and handed it over, Ren Xinda took it and looked at it, reached out and took out a notebook from under the board, and flipped through the receipt.

Half a minute later, Ren Xinda said: "Zhang Xiuzhen, a set of aqua blue cardigans, right?" ”

Zhang Xiuzhen: "Yes. ”

"Your outfit was made yesterday. Mother-in-law, after you measure the size of that gentleman, take Mrs. Zhang in to try on whether the clothes fit or not. Ren Xinda instructed Mrs. Ren.

"Mrs. Zhang, you wait a minute, it'll be fine right away." Mrs. Ren said.

Zhang Xiuzhen: "It's okay, don't worry. ”

Ding Kaiwen's heart moved, and said, "Is there a place to try on clothes in the store?" ”

Mrs. Ren smiled and said, "Sir, when you hear this, you know that you have not made clothes in a tailor's shop. ”

Kevin Ding: "Yes. This is the first time. ”

Mrs. Ren: "No wonder, tailor shops have places to try on clothes, if something is not suitable, we can modify it in time." ”

Ding Kaiwen: "Then if you try to fit it well, will someone wear it?" ”

Mrs. Ren: "Yes." A few days ago, a young lady tried it, saying that she was in a hurry to attend a banquet, so she wore it directly. ”

Ding Kaiwen: "Is it a young lady surnamed Huang?" ”

Mrs. Ren recalled: "It seems that the surname is really Huang, a three-character name, what is it called?" There should be a record in the notebook...... Sir, do you know that Miss Huang? ”

Hearing that it was a three-character name, Ding Kaiwen's heart raced, and he said, "Her name is Huang Zhaodi, right?" ”

Ren Daxin flipped through the notebook, looked for it for a while, and said, "Yes, it's called Huang Zhaodi!" ”

Ding Kaiwen: "Huang Zhaodi is my cousin, and she introduced me here to make clothes. ”

Mrs. Ren: "Huang Zhaodi is your cousin?" That's great! The clothes she changed out were still in the store, saying that she came to pick them up the next day, and she didn't see anyone for more than a month, did she forget? ”

Ding Kaiwen smiled: "It's really possible, my cousin has always been lost, where are her clothes?" ”

Mrs. Ren: "Wait a minute. ”

She walked behind the curtain, and after a while, she took out a paper bag and handed it to Ding Kaiwen, saying, "Do you see if it's your cousin's clothes?" ”

Ding Kaiwen took it out and looked at it, it was not bad at all, it was the clothes worn by Huang Ying.

From this point of view, the probability that this dress shop is an underground party traffic station is very small, otherwise it would not be so easily tracked by Tang Mingyu.

Huang Ying came here in advance to cut a set of clothes, and when she left, she went to the store to change them. The purpose of this may be to disguise her identity, after all, she is a movie star, and there are still more people who know her than ordinary people.

Mrs. Ren: "When your cousin left that day, I felt that the waist of her dress was a little fat. When you go back, tell her that if she doesn't feel it's right, you can take it back, and we'll give it a free change. ”

Kevin Ding: "Okay, I'll tell her." ”

After measuring Ding Kaiwen's size, Mrs. Ren took Zhang Xiuzhen to try on clothes in the room.

Ren Daxin: "Sir, you have to pay the deposit first." ”

Kevin Ding: "Oh, how much?" ”

Ren Daxin: "The total cost of this suit is 80,000 yuan, and you can pay 20,000 yuan first." ”

Ding Kaiwen took out his wallet, took out a few bills and handed them over.

"Sign your name here." Ren Xinda handed over the notebook and pointed to the space behind the label 'A set of black imported fabric suits'.

Ding Kaiwen glanced at it, and all customers would sign the notebook.

He thought for a while, and wrote down the three words 'Ding Baoshan', which was his name before he went abroad.

Ren Xinda took a look at it and wrote on the receipt: Ding Baoshan, a set of black suits made of imported fabrics, has paid a deposit of 20,000 yuan.

Ding Kaiwen picked up the registration book and said, "I don't know if my cousin's handwriting has improved, whether she is still writing like an earthworm." ”

Ren Xinda said with a smile: "Girls, it's good to know a few words, it doesn't matter if it's written well or badly, as the saying goes, a woman is virtuous if she is not talented." ”

Ding Kaiwen turned to the first few pages and found Huang Ying's record: a dark green Western-style suit, Huang Zhaodi.

In the days when he and Huang Ying were like glue, he had seen her handwriting more than once, and this signature was by no means her autograph!

In other words, there are other people who come to order clothes!

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