"Xiaoyi, will you sleep in bed or middle bed?"

Zhou Xiaoyuan turned his head and asked after packing his luggage.

"I'll sleep in the middle bed...... "Joe felt that there was no privacy in getting out of bed, and the middle bed was the most comfortable.

"Okay, then you'll just get out of bed and sit and play during the day."

Zhou Xiaoyuan put the luggage away, and the quilt and quilt cover on the sleeper were also laid out by him, put Qiao Youyou's schoolbag beside her, and said a few words before turning around and going next door to help Qiao's mother.

"Hey, lesbian, that's you? That's great for you, isn't it? ”

The girl sitting opposite her had her hair braided, a little shy and a little excited, and greeted Joe again.

Joe bounced on another face, a little uncomfortable, "Ah, yes. ”

She didn't know what to look for.

But the girl was a social cow, so she didn't notice her embarrassment at all, and took the initiative to stretch out her hand and say: "Hello, my name is Song Mei, you understand correctly, it's beautiful beauty." ”

Song Mei said this and sighed to herself: "You are so beautiful, the dress you wear is also beautiful, where did you buy it, I want to buy it too." ”

"I went to the south this time, and I didn't see anything more beautiful than the dress you were wearing."

Qiao saw at a glance that she really liked it, wasn't this a potential customer, and in an instant, the difficulty of not knowing how to talk to someone caused by her social fear factor was solved.

She can talk to people about clothes.

"I did it myself." Joe said again.

"Really? Are you so good? Song Mei hurriedly asked: "Comrade, what is your name, let's exchange contact information, I live in Bichun Garden, next to Chinese University outside the capital, this is my family's phone number." ”

Joe was stunned again: "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" ”

"You look so good, and you don't wear cheap clothes, how can you be a bad person, what can you lie to me." Song Mei told the truth.

Qiao again: "......" didn't know what to say for a while.

However, in retrospect, it is true that many of the guests on the train are still wearing clothes made of labor cloth, not that everyone is poor, but that the economy is not good at this time, coupled with the scarcity of resources, too little fabric, and the reason for the fashion trend, it is equivalent to Qiao wearing clothes again to be in the forefront, and there are still very few people who dare to wear popular clothes at this time.

"My name is Qiao Youyou, and I sent my nephew and niece to study in the capital, and my niece was also admitted to the Chinese language school outside the capital, which is really fateful." Joe took the piece of paper she handed over with the phone number on it.

"Comrade Qiao, can you make me a set of clothes? When the time comes, you can call your niece and give it to me. "Song Mei's pursuit of beauty is the same as her name, you can skip eating, but you must not be ugly, which can be seen from the fact that she is also fashionable.

"Yes, but to make clothes here, you need a deposit, and this is the introduction of our factory." Joe took out the business card again and handed it to Song Mei.

Song Mei was directly stunned: "There is actually a factory!" ”

"Comrade Qiao, you're too powerful!"

"In response to national policy, it's not very big." Joe explained with a light smile again.

Song Mei hurriedly asked, "Can you also make me the exact same skirt on your body?" ”

"Yes."

"But if it wasn't customized, it would be much cheaper." Qiao directly said the price again, she learned from Song Mei's discussion that her family is not particularly wealthy, it belongs to a medium-sized family, and if she wears customized clothes, she is afraid that the price will be very expensive.

(End of chapter)