"I see." Shen Qiushui's heart was complicated, and he suddenly covered his face.

Oh my God, she's got something in her head?!

I don't have a face to see people.

"I only found out about the sale of lipstick in that store today." Mo Changtian continued to explain.

He even wanted to directly ask that store to remove all the lipstick-related products from the shelves, but Shen Qiushui stopped him.

"You don't have to, you just need to bring the price back." The rouge shop is rich and rich, and as soon as it is shot, it will be a price war, who can stop it.

When Shen Qiushui sighed, he couldn't help but congratulate himself on his good luck.

That rouge shop belongs to her man, and the rounding is hers, and she doesn't have to give Zhu Zi'an dividends, which is really good.

This matter was notified to Zhu Zi'an, but Mo Changtian's identity was hidden when he said it.

Zhu Zi'an's face was shocked when he learned the news.

"I still eat soft rice in your family, but I didn't expect to have this ability."

Seeing the same shock on Zhu Zi'an's face as when he learned the news before, Shen Qiushui was satisfied.

She couldn't help laughing and waved her hand nonchalantly, "Harm, it's all a trivial matter, it's not important." ”

The two shops have the same price, and there is even a cooperation.

Towards the end of the year, the flavor of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger.

Over the years, the wind and rain have been smooth, the people's life has been getting better and better, there is spare money in their hands, festive lanterns and couplets are hung at the door of the house, and the richer people will prepare some firecrackers to celebrate the arrival of the new year.

Shen Qiushui followed the trend and bought a lot of objects.

A lot of New Year's goods were purchased, and new clothes were added to Modong Moyu.

In the past six months, they have eaten very well, and the two children have grown a lot of meat on their faces, chubby, and wearing festive clothes, like a lucky baby.

The toner was originally intended to be sold on the first day of the new year.

Shen Qiushui is very confident in toner, it will definitely become a commodity comparable to whitening cream.

However, before the new day came, there was another place to sell.

When he learned the news, Shen Qiushui was learning to make dumplings with Mo Changtian.

Two children also gathered around the table, each with a small piece of dough in front of them.

Knowing that someone was selling toner in advance, the skin that Shen Qiushui had finally rolled out in his hand was pinched and deformed.

"How, isn't it set for tomorrow?" Shen Qiushui was puzzled, "What flowed out of your hands?" ”

"I don't have any bad goods here, it shouldn't have flowed out of my hands, not to mention, this smell is different from ours." Zhu Zi'an handed over the toner he had snapped up, "You smell it." ”

The other party's name is the same as theirs.

Zhu Zi'an even suspected that his cronies had an internal ghost.

Shen Qiushui sniffed it, poured out some more, and carefully identified the ingredients.

"It's different." She muttered.

Suddenly, his eyebrows raised, "Why is this so much like our abandoned plan......"

"You mean the one that makes people get pimples on their faces?"

"Like." Shen Qiushui didn't dare to be too sure, but when she poured some out, she could be sure.

"If yes, then there's a good show." Zhu Zi'an suddenly stopped worrying.

As soon as this one was sold, the people who came to buy it would be unable to drain the water around the entire shop, Zhu Zi'an passed by, and when he heard the word toner, he immediately asked people to rush to buy it.

It took a lot of effort to buy it.

It's enough to prove how popular the toner is.

If it was really their abandonment plan, so many people, if it happened, they would not have to pull the skin off the shop.