Not only that, when Wang Enyun went to the side to look at the workshop, he put his hand to his lips, looked at Qiao again with a light cough, and said, "Is that skirt just now in stock?" ”

"No, we're mostly customizing to each person's size." Qiao blinked slyly again: "If it is Teacher Wang, it is natural that her size should be made to look the best."

"Director Wang, don't worry, I don't tell Teacher Wang, I can directly see her size, it's very different."

Wang Guochun was a little surprised, pretended to be calm and glared at her, and secretly paid the money, and Qiao couldn't help laughing beside him again.

"By the way, Director Wang, can you show me the clothes you bought from the Chunliu Garment Factory?" Joe asked again what he had been trying to say.

Wang Guochun was puzzled: "What do you want to do with those rags." ”

Obviously, he was very angry, and the tone of his speech when he mentioned Chunliu Garment Factory was disgusted.

Qiao thought about it again and said his thoughts: "That's the case, Director Wang, it's a waste for you to keep those clothes, if I can buy them, I can buy them." ”

"I don't need you to pity me." Wang Guochun's first reaction was that Qiao sympathized with him again.

Even if he was reformed on the farm before, and only cleared his grievances last year, and his family property was reduced by sixty percent, he would not even be able to afford this loss, and he still needed a little girl to pity him.

Seeing that Wang Guochun was about to get angry, machismo emerged.

Qiao was a little innocent again: "Director Wang, I don't pity you, I think that those clothes should be taken from the south in stock, although you dislike it for not being of good quality, but take it back to the county and town, and the local girls can buy these fashion models, which may not be a good thing for mutual benefit." ”

"Really?" Wang Guochun doesn't know how to do business and doesn't know anything about it.

Qiao gave another example, "Let's just put it this way, now the country's resources are scarce, and many people can't buy clothes with money, but the transportation is difficult, which leads to some unnecessary waste." ”

"Then how do you transport it." Wang Guochun stared at her and asked.

Qiao smiled obediently again: "My family is a transport team, so it is more convenient to transport." ”

Qiao mentioned Zhou Xiaoyuan again.

Wang Guochun didn't know what to think, so he took the initiative to go to the transport team to see Zhou Xiaoyuan.

Joe simply went with him again.

When the two of them came over.

Zhou Xiaoyuan was lying under a big truck, repairing, wearing overalls, his body was dark everywhere, and his face was a little dirty, when he heard that Qiao was here again, he came out of the car directly, he took the towel next to the car and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Qiao hurriedly walked over again and opened the kettle next to him and handed it to Zhou Xiaoyuan.

"Brother Yuan, why are you so tired, I'll fan you."

She looked around: "Why isn't there a fan installed in the repair fleet?" ”

At this time, most areas of the provincial capital were electrified, but it was more power-consuming, and ordinary residents were reluctant to use electricity, almost industrial electricity.

At this time, Joe already had five or six thousand in his hand.

I can still afford to buy a fan, and I am willing to buy it for Zhou Xiaoyuan, after all, she has a fan at home, which Zhou Xiaoyuan specially found for her, and it is the kind that uses electricity, not hand-cranked.

Zhou Xiaoyuan is so willing to her, Qiao is not a stone, and he is not grateful at all.

(End of chapter)