Xue Jiaying was a little hairy by his blatant look, and the expression on her face stiffened slightly, and then became more and more cold: "I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, my clothes are dirty, I will help you wash them and return them."

"Can't you wash it?"

He watched her suddenly take a step forward, and she subconsciously stepped back, but she didn't want her little foot to hit the sofa behind her.

Xue Jiaying's face was very ugly, she naturally knew that the more expensive things were, the more difficult it was to deal with, not to mention that it was not anything, it was blood, which had completely penetrated into the fibers at this time, and it was not easy to deal with at all.

Jiang Feiyi is naturally understandable to ask this, but she always feels that this man is making things difficult for herself. Obviously, she had already helped her out of trouble just now, but now she had to force her to be so ugly now for a piece of clothing.

She took a slight breath, and the tree lived a skin man to take a breath: "If you can't wash it well, I will definitely compensate Mr. Jiang according to the price."

He seemed to be very satisfied, and nodded his head slightly: "Later, the secretary will give Miss Xue the bill for the clothes."

Xue Jiaying's face turned slightly pale, and he looked at her a few more times before he lifted his legs and left the room, leaving her alone.

It's just that Xue Jiaying was standing there with a chill, this Jiang Feiyi is really, really too much!

Businessmen have always been efficient, and soon Jiang Feiyi's secretary Fang Xuan gave her the so-called list: "Miss Xue, this is the list of Mr. Jiang's suit, Mr. Jiang said, just erase the change."

Xue Jiaying's hand that took the list almost trembled, Jiang Feiyi's clothes were custom-made, where was the list, but I didn't know where Fang Xuan got it.

Although Xue Jiaying was from a low background and had not worn more than a thousand clothes on her body, Jiang Feiyi's clothes, she knew that they were pure natural fibers as soon as she touched them, and they felt so good that she was reluctant to touch them herself, but she didn't expect that it was just a piece of clothing, and it was already more than 100,000.

Jiang Feiyi said that it would cost 110,000 yuan to erase the change, not to mention that she would not eat or drink for a month, even if she did not eat or drink for a year, she might not be able to afford it.

Fang Xuan saw that her face was a little pale, and he kindly reminded her: "Of course, if Miss Xue can clean her clothes, this naturally doesn't need to come this far."

Clean?

Xue Jiaying felt that she was really too naïve, she carefully checked some cleaning methods on the Internet, and it could indeed be cleaned, but the blood-stained range of the suit was too large, and it took a long time, she had been doing it for a long time, and she couldn't get it intact as before.

A person like Jiang Feiyi, where is not delicate on his body, this suit has flaws, although the black suit can't be seen if you don't look carefully, but in the end, the place is still a little ruined.

Xue Jiaying wanted to tear her clothes, but when she thought that the clothes were worth hundreds of thousands, she finally gritted her teeth and endured it.

But she couldn't afford to pay the money, and after thinking about it, she finally decided to go to the old tailor to see if there was a remedy.

Fortunately, there is no endless road, and it can be regarded as Xue Jiaying's coincidence, the person she is looking for happens to be the famous master Wang Zhizhi back then, and now the suit in her hand is still from the hands of his disciple.

It's just that Wang Zhizhi is over seventy years old, and he has returned to the old alley where he used to make a fortune over the years, and occasionally receives one or two orders.

Probably Xue Jiaying voted for her yuan, and Wang Zhizhi simply helped to make a new one according to the version of the suit she brought.

When she got the suit again, Xue Jiaying knew that this was not the one she had before, she looked at the seventy-year-old man in front of her, and didn't know what to say: "Uncle Wang-"

It is also a coincidence, half a year ago, Wang Zhizhi went out for a walk by himself, but the sun was a little fierce, and when he was about to faint when he couldn't breathe for a while, it was Xue Jiaying who saw that something was wrong with him, raised his hand to help the person to a cool place and gave him some water.

Xue Jiaying doesn't remember such a small move, but when people are old, they always like to remember some good things. Wang Zhizhi naturally remembered it clearly, but now he looked at Xue Jiaying with a look of shame, and just smiled: "I don't have any skills, I just made a suit for a lifetime, take it."

Xue Jiaying also knew that she could only lose money in addition to this method, although she didn't know how Wang Zhizhi made this suit almost the same, even the feel and thread were the same, but she also knew that this dress must have wasted a lot of financial resources.

Not to mention that in this short period of two and a half months, the old man drove out such a suit for her, but she was really helpless, but later she would always bring something to find Wang Zhizhi, and the two old friends occasionally had a drink. Wang Zhizhi has given suits all his life, and now that he is old, he has no one to accompany him, and most of the people who look for him on weekdays have a purpose.

And Xue Jiaying only had gratitude and shame in his heart, so he was very happy that Xue Jiaying could come to see him.

So much so that after Wang Zhizhi died, the more than 50 square meters of house under his name had not been donated to hundreds of thousands of deposits, all of which were given to Xue Jiaying.

Of course, that's all for later.

Since giving the suit to Uncle Wang, Xue Jiaying's heart has been worried.

She can be regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor, anyway, she has no choice.

The only thing I'm worried about now is that Jiang Feiyi will suddenly ask her for money for suits, but it's strange to say that Jiang Feiyi hasn't looked for her again.

It wasn't until she got a new suit from Uncle Wang's hand that Xue Jiaying dared to contact Fang Xuan.

When she received Xue Jiaying's call, Fang Xuan was accompanying Jiang Feiyi to negotiate a contract with Baohe's people, and she couldn't help but be stunned after hearing Xue Jiaying's explanation, but she glanced at Jiang Feiyi and only said a plausible word.

"Xue Jiaying's phone?"

As soon as he came out of the box, Fang Xuan heard Jiang Feiyi speak. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't say anything dead just now.

Hurriedly nodded: "Yes, Miss Xue said that your suit from last time has been cleaned."

Jiang Feiyi's eyes moved, and he nodded half-loudly: "Let her send it over in person."

Although puzzled, Fang Xuan still didn't ask more: "Okay."

Xue Jiaying didn't know what Jiang Feiyi's idea was, so she actually asked her to send it to the company in person.

But after thinking about it, there seemed to be something wrong with her, no matter what, Jiang Feiyi could be regarded as helping her. Although this help didn't help to the end, in the end, she had a headache for more than two months.

Xue Jiaying thought about it, and personally brought the suit to find Jiang Feiyi.

This is the first time she has gone to Jiang Feiyi's company, probably because she has already ordered it, and as soon as she reports her name, someone will lead her up.

I have to say that the Jiang family does have the ability, and Jiang Feiyi also has the ability, just looking at the company headquarters with more than 50 floors from a distance is enough for many people to admire.

The person who led her up took her to take an ordinary employee elevator, it was very spacious inside, Xue Jiaying looked at it, but didn't say a word.

Jiang Feiyi's office is on the 58th floor of the top floor, and it took several minutes just to take the elevator.

"Miss Xue, when you arrive, the elevator goes out and goes all the way to Mr. Jiang's office."

The person who led her pressed the switch and reached out to make a gesture of please, apparently letting her go forward on her own.

She frowned, nodded, and walked out with her legs raised.

The top floor was a little chilly, there was no one, and only her own footsteps kept echoing as she walked.

She somehow felt a little unsettled in her heart, and she didn't know why until she saw the black door.

This is the same as Jiang Feiyi, which is so depressing that it makes people nervous.

In the end, she came up, she was not a useless person, she took a deep breath, and still raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

didn't ask, just let her in.

Xue Jiaying pushed open the door and walked in, and saw the office desk more than two meters long in front of her, Jiang Feiyi sat in front of her, and when she came in, she raised her head slightly and looked at her: "Washed?"

He still had a pen in his hand, and his gaze was a little tight, just like her breathing.

Xue Jiaying was wearing professional clothes today, and the slim shirt outlined the lines of her whole person, but the tight skirt and the shirt of just the right size made her feel that her whole person was a little breathless, especially under the gaze of Jiang Feiyi, a man.

She nodded, didn't say anything, raised her legs and walked over and put the bag with clothes in her hand on his desktop: "I'm really sorry Mr. Jiang, I've been busy lately, so I forgot that I haven't returned your clothes yet."

She was busy, but she wouldn't be busy for more than two months before she remembered to return his clothes. It's just a scene, and everyone understands it.

Fortunately, Jiang Feiyi didn't dismantle it, but just got up and took the bag and took out the clothes inside.

The heating was turned on in the office, and he only wore a black shirt, and now he put a suit directly on his body, which is just right.

It's just—

Jiang Feiyi's eyes moved slightly: "I don't know how Miss Xue cleaned it, this is the same as new."

Xue Jiaying's face turned slightly pale, but she also knew that she had to hold on, otherwise she would have to pay him more than 100,000 yuan.

Anyway, things have come to this point, Jiang Feiyi can't see anything, she simply said fearlessly: "It's nothing, I just consulted the master, and I just went with the special treatment."

Jiang Feiyi took off his clothes, looked at her and suddenly spoke: "Miss Xue doesn't have any arrangements for the future, let's have a meal together?"

"No, I-"

"Secretary Fang, please help me book two places in Sinde."

Although he was asking her, as soon as the words fell, he directly pressed the internal line and instructed the secretary to determine the position.

Xue Jiaying looked at him, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, this man's self-righteousness made her hate it tightly.

Jiang Feiyi cut off the internal phone and looked up to meet her gaze: "Miss Xue doesn't seem to be like having dinner with Jiang."

She naturally didn't want to, but she also knew that she couldn't say that, so she had to smile cheekily: "No, it's my honor to have dinner with Jiang."