Chapter Forty-Eight: Does Marrying a Wife Count?
Ling Tanxue looked at the clothes in this men's clothing store, the clothes in this store were not big brands, just ordinary small brands, the kind of names she had never seen.
In the clothing market, there are many small factories that are imitating various big brand clothing styles, although they look the same, but the size of the version is different, and the effect of the upper body will be very different.
It's like those imitation star models on Taobao, and in the end they were dressed as jokes by buyers.
Ling Tanxue took a dark blue denim jacket and looked at the version and turner, and then looked at the price on the tag.
The price was two thousand five.
But the fit and turner of this denim jacket are not worth the price at all.
Although the big-name clothes are expensive, the workmanship is perfect, unlike this, the price of two thousand five is about the same as two hundred and five.
Ling Tanxue took a look at the other clothes and found that the clothes here were not the same style at all, as if many brands and many different styles of clothes had all been obtained here, and then they had changed into their registered tags.
It should be, it's this kind of miscellaneous shop, right?
"Which one do you think is better?" Mo Xun asked, he saw that she chose so seriously, and he was quite happy in his heart, because she was very serious about choosing clothes for him.
But it's just her occupational disease.
Ling Tanxue shook her head and said, "The clothes here are too bad, the price is so expensive, but the quality is not good, I can't choose it." ”
"So? I also think it's expensive here, but I don't know where to buy good quality and cheap food around here. Mo Xun said.
Ling Tanxue looked at him, and the little righteousness in her heart burned.
"I know, I'll take you to buy it, it's not far from here, did you drive?" Ling Tanxue asked.
"It's on."
"Far away?"
"Not far." Mo Xun said, I didn't expect it to be so smooth, so that they can be together for the next period of time. "Then I'll go drive."
"Hmm." Ling Tanxue nodded.
Walking out with him, she stood on the side of the road and waited, and Mo Xun walked to the car not far away.
Mo Xun was thinking when he walked over, fortunately she didn't come with him, he had a suit in the car and had to hide it.
As soon as Mo Xun got into the car, he rolled up his suit and stuffed it under the seat in the back, and then drove to Ling Tanxue casually.
As soon as Ling Tanxue got into the car, she said, "Your boss today drives an Aston Martin?" Too rich, right? ”
"Yes, that boss has a lot of cars at home, and people are busy, and he often loses his car to me and disappears, anyway, he doesn't look for me, I can go anywhere, and he has a few drivers, and I'm just one of them." Mo Xun said.
"Then his car, you can still drive it to play?"
"Sort of, the boss is generous." Mo Xun smiled, started the car, and asked, "In which direction?" ”
"Turn right at the second intersection and go straight to it." Ling Tanxue said.
"Are you familiar with this place?" Mo Xun asked.
"Well, there's a clothing market over there, and there's a lot of wholesale fabrics and accessories on the side, and I often come here to buy them." Ling Tanxue said.
"Isn't it tiring to be a designer?"
"It's okay, it's fun to do what you love." Ling Tanxue said with a smile.
"That's great, I don't have any ideals." Mo Xun said with a smile.
"Then you always have what you want to achieve, right?"
"Hmm...... Does marrying a wife count? Mo Xun asked.