Just when I was riding around the corner, I quietly glanced at it, and sure enough, I saw Zhou Xiaoyuan at the corner.

Qiao touched her chin again, she was thinking, Brother Yuan's intention to follow her should be not worrying about herself, so the other party deliberately let herself find out?

What if it's unintentional.

Again, Joe chose to pretend he didn't see it.

After Lu Wenwen parked the car, she took Qiao Youyou's arm and walked to the mall.

The two went straight to the counter selling fabrics, selecting the fabrics inside, to be honest, these fabrics are really good-looking, but they are expensive, and Qiao was shocked to see it again, a good silk cloth can be sold for more than ten yuan a foot.

The cost of the fabric needed alone is in the dozens.

She gritted her teeth and bought it.

"It's so expensive." Lu Wenwen couldn't help but sigh and asked worriedly: "Again, we make clothes with such a high cost, can the military doctor be willing to buy them?" ”

"I told her about the approximate price." Qiao also took this into account and informed her in advance to reduce the risk of not being able to sell, of course, she also had other preparations.

"Even if we can't sell it, we just use it to promote it."

"Okay."

"Let's go shopping." Joe had another idea, and decided to put it off for a long time and play outside for a day, so that Brother Yuan could get used to his days when he was alone.

Although she also likes to be with Brother Yuan, she also knows that people need separate personal space, and she herself is eager to achieve a sense of accomplishment in her career, and Brother Yuan must be the same.

What's more, freshness is important, and she feels that the right distance is necessary.

What's more, Zhou Xiaoyuan is too morbid about herself, she feels sorry for the other party, and she also hopes that he can be well.

Qiao really went shopping with Lu Wenwen all day, not only shopping, but also watching movies, and dealing with some business matters, and went to the black market to pick up some fabrics by the way.

"How about I exchange my industrial ticket with you?" Qiao restrained his social fear again, and asked the two pairs of brothers who sold fabrics with an expressionless face.

When the two brothers saw what the two were wearing, they wanted to knock on it, but they were inexplicably looked at by Qiao again, he was unstable, and directly gave a price: "Yes, an industrial ticket is exchanged for a foot of cloth." ”

"Your fabric just looks good and the quality is ordinary, and an industrial ticket is exchanged for a one-foot-five cloth."

Joe didn't hesitate to bargain.

The man immediately shook his head: "No, we finally transported it back from the south, and we don't know how much energy it takes on the road, and we won't sell it if it exceeds one foot two." ”

"Then one foot two." Qiao resolutely agreed again, her psychological price was also so much, and before the man reacted, he quickly changed the topic: "You said that you should have your own channels for taking cloth from the south, if the price is right, it is better to cooperate with me, you provide the fabric, and I will give the money." ”

At this time, Qiao didn't mention the industrial ticket again, implying that his identity was ordinary, so that the two girls would not be in danger on the black market.

"How much do you give?" The two brothers looked at each other and asked.

Joe added, "Of course, it's the market price." ”

The two brothers were a little disappointed, but Wang Bo, who was still the eldest brother, asked: "Can you always receive our goods?" All? ”

"Some don't work, but these are okay." Joe is not fighting for it indiscriminately, one more batch of fresh colors, one more style, after all, in addition to high-end, there are also daily models.

In the end, the color of the south is better than that of the provincial capital, otherwise the master would not have done this.

(End of chapter)