Chapter 12: Selling Clothes

"Kangzi, come to a cigarette! I'm going to suffocate me! ”

"It's gone, the last dot."

Song Ximing was not polite, and quickly took the cigarette out of his mouth and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhao Shaokang scolded with a smile, and the two squatted together and chatted about gossip.

Song Xiaoran's pupils, who saw all this in his eyes, suddenly shook, as if he had discovered a new continent:

[Is this a relationship?!] 】

[Zhao Shaokang is the object of my brother's date in the middle of the night?! ] said that they grew up together since childhood, isn't that a childhood sweetheart? 】

[I didn't run away, I said I was a good friend, but I was actually a good friend! ] Before, she felt that her brother was more suitable for a domineering attack, and there was a ready-made one in front of her. 】

[So he didn't go south because he was injured by himself!] Rather, he was hurt by his brother?! Woo woo, I love you, but you introduced me to your sister. I'm so sad, I'm so sad, don't bully the young man to be poor, wait for me to come back...... That's right, this is the script! 】

【Brother Kang??? Kang sister-in-law!! 】

Burst!

Song Ximing didn't take a breath, he was choked half to death by the smoke, and his face was red and white.

Mother, what kind of brain circuit is this?!

Song Ximing, the straight man of steel, was completely frightened, and he didn't even dare to explain! It's too embarrassing!

"What's wrong? You okay. Zhao Shaokang asked, and casually attached it to his back, thinking about helping him pat it a few times.

"No, it's fine." Song Ximing was so frightened that he immediately stood up.

How dare you let Kangzi get started!

My sister has already made up her brain just now, and she will see you again, and she can't tell what her brain is making up.

Song Ximing coughed while glaring at Song Xiaoran fiercely, and used his eyes to make her stop her evil thoughts immediately.

Song Xiaoran looked at his brother and shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent.

[Do you blame me for smoking and coughing?] 】

Song Ximing's chest rose and fell for a while, and finally calmed down, he already had a premonition that he should be completely pinched by this sister in the future, and there would never be a day to turn over.

Zhao Shaokang noticed the interaction between the brother and sister, and his doubts became deeper and deeper.

He took advantage of Song Xiaoran's distance and whispered to Song Ximing.

"She's completely different from before, and this suddenly comes back, really figured it out? Or is there some other purpose?! ”

"No, no!" Song Ximing shook his head and waved his hand, "She is truly remorseful and wants to live with us." ”

"How can you be so sure?" Zhao Shaokang frowned at his undoubting attitude.

"I ......" Song Ximing couldn't say that he could hear Song Xiaoran's heart, and it was estimated that it would make Kangzi suspect that he was sick in the brain, let alone believe it.

He sighed and briefly explained to Zhao Shaokang that Song Xiaoran's adoptive mother had actually been cold and violent to her, and her words were sarcastic, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was mental abuse.

"I think she used to have such a temperament, but she also wanted to attract attention, but this time she was stimulated and ruthless, and she completely fell out with her adoptive mother, so she figured it out, she didn't want to be a demon, her nature was not bad at all, she just loved duplicity."

When Zhao Shaokang heard this, the doubts in his heart were put down.

This makes a lot more sense.

She and Song Xiran have been held wrong since childhood, although Song Xiaoran's material conditions are better, but Song Xiran has indeed enjoyed the love of her parents and brother since she was a child.

In his opinion, Song Xiaoran is more pitiful!

In fact, when he was a child, Song Ximing's family conditions were not bad, Uncle Song was a senior technician, and Aunt Qin was also an accountant in charge of money, so the conditions were really heaven and earth compared to his own family.

When he was a child, he often came to Song's house to eat, and there were vegetables and meat for every meal, and he ate it every time.

It's just that Song Xiran's health became worse and worse, and after Uncle Song was laid off again, his life became more and more difficult!

Song Xiaoran walked around, looked at the clothes on the stall, and was not much interested, so he came to Song Ximing and asked,

"Brother, what are you doing here, helping sell clothes?"

"Kangzi's tricycle broke down, I made an appointment with him, and when he closes the stall at 1 o'clock, I will help him collect his clothes and go back."

Song Xiaoran looked at Zhao Shaokang again and found that he was also looking at her, and the eyes of the two met.

This time, both of them had a normal attitude.

Song Xiaoran's eyes calmed down a lot.

And Zhao Shaokang also let down a lot of guard against her, and even because he pitied her life experience, there was a little more tenderness and sympathy in his eyes.

Song Xiaoran figured out the purpose of his brother's visit, and completely shifted his attention to this clothing stall.

According to her observations along the way, the location of this peaceful night market is really good, not only near the city center, but also next to the largest movie theater in the city. This man came and went in a constant stream.

It's past 12 o'clock now, and there are no fewer people.

It's really, really a great place to set up a stall.

This will have to be changed in a few decades, and this one stall alone may charge you tens of thousands of management fees.

This future business tycoon has a very unique vision!

It's just that the business of Zhao Shaokang's brother and sister's stall is not good?

They had been here for ten minutes, and they had only seen a few customers stop and take a few looks, and a deal had not yet been made.

Is it because this is the end of the alley next to the exit, so the popularity is low?

Song Xiaoran thought about it and felt that it should not be.

This is selling clothes, not selling snacks, selling snacks must have a great impact at the end of the alley, but if you sell clothes, it's not normal to walk here to shop and buy when you're full!

She looked at it more closely, and sure enough, she found a big problem.

The things sold by this brother and sister stall are too miscellaneous!

Men's shirts, trousers, plain casual shirts and pants, and even large pants and socks are also sold.

And there are a lot of women's short sleeves, skirts and the like.

Song Xiaoran glanced at it, and even had a few pairs of soft leather shoes for sale in the corner, and couldn't help but complain in her heart:

"How many kinds of things do you sell in such a big stall? Do you want to use yourself as a shopping mall, and you want to do it all in one stop?! What a business wizard, a business tycoon, this is too amateurish. ”

Song Xiaoran had never done business before, and the closest thing was that she set up a stall to sell some used books and materials in her senior year, but she has rich experience in online shopping.

She certainly wouldn't go to a men's clothing store to buy women's clothes, or a casual wear store to buy formal clothes.

This stall or opening a small shop, we must talk about a precise positioning, and do not sell anything well.

Song Xiaoran silently kept these in his heart, and regarded this place as a reverse test field, and hurriedly found that there were no other slots, so as to avoid opening a store by himself in the future.

"Little sister, this dress is pretty good-looking, how much does it cost?"

The young lady with curly hair put a green dress on the shelf and made a few gestures on herself, looking at her look, she should feel quite satisfied, and it looks good.