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Liu Yinfeng also looked at her and smiled: This roommate, could it be that he is interested in his younger brother?

Chinatown in Los Angeles also has a history of more than a hundred years. Coming here, it seems that you have come to China from the United States at once, and it is simply two worlds.

Walking on the pedestrian street, Liu Qingshan suddenly had the feeling of walking in the streets of the capital: the archway, the red gauze lantern, the front of the newly opened shop, and even a lion dance.

The signboards on the shops are also in traditional characters; most of the people who come and go are Chinese, and their accents are mostly Hokkien and Cantonese.

"It feels so kind to come here." Liu Yinfeng also came to Chinatown for the first time. Seeing these familiar scenes, a sense of belonging naturally surged up.

Chinatown is the second hometown of overseas Chinese.

Liu Qingshan also felt the same way, especially when he saw that there were tofu sellers, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

And Grace dragged Liu Yinfeng into a tailor shop, insisted on making a cheongsam, and said it was work clothes, and asked Liu Qingshan to pay the bill, never seen such a fake public benefit.

Seeing a guest coming to the door, a master craftsman who was busy in front of the workbench came over to say hello in a calm manner.

The old man was in his 60s, wearing a long gown, showing a bit of elegance. He first greeted in Cantonese, and when he saw that the two ladies in front were a little confused, he switched to Mandarin, which he was not very proficient in:

"Our Peng's old shop was handed down from my father's time. I don't know what needs the distinguished guests have?"

After finishing speaking, the old man ordered into the room: "Alan, serve tea to the guests."

Soon, there was a middle-aged woman who made three cups of tea and served them on a small square plate, and the wavy tea fragrance spread.

This made Liu Qingshan sister and brother feel a sense of belonging in their hearts.

The eyes of the middle-aged woman were quickly attracted by Liu Yinfeng, and she looked up and down:

"This lady has a good temperament, and this cheongsam is hand-sewn. There are not many people who know this kind of craftsmanship."

Liu Yinfeng is indeed very suitable for wearing cheongsam. She is tall and has a calm temperament, which can fully show the external and internal beauty of Chinese women.

It is estimated that if Grace wears it, it will look a bit nondescript, mainly because of the inappropriate temperament.

Liu Yinfeng smiled politely, and then helped Grace explain the purpose of her visit. The middle-aged woman named Aunt Lan led them to the inner room to measure the size.

Although there were ready-made cheongsams in the shop, Grace's figure definitely wouldn't be able to wear them.

Liu Qingshan had nothing to do, so he walked around the shop, wanting to buy a Chinese tunic suit, for some occasions, it is more suitable to wear the costumes of his own nationality.

Master Peng enthusiastically introduced Liu Qingshan: "Not far in front, there is a statue of Mr. Sun wearing a Chinese tunic suit. We Chinese always look inappropriate in western clothes."

This Liu Qingshan has already seen it, and he also saw a few "The world is for the public" signs.

After trying on clothes, he looked in the mirror and looked awkward.

After measuring the size, Grace also helped the staff at the side, and sneered all the time: "Mounting, it feels like you are 20 years older."

Although Liu Qingshan was a little upset, he could only take off his Chinese tunic suit embarrassingly, but suddenly his heart moved:

"Master Peng, there is a kind of Chinese stand-up collar, which is very suitable for young people to wear. Can you process it here?"

The master thought about it: "Chinese collar, what kind of clothing is that?"

Only then did Liu Qingshan suddenly realize that the so-called Chinese stand-up collar will not become popular until more than ten years later.

So he found a pen and paper, and made a simple sketch. Master Peng nodded while thinking: "Well, this collar is a bit like the official collar of the former Qing Dynasty, also called Yuanbao collar."

Of course Liu Qingshan didn't understand these things, he just followed the shapes in his memory and drew them from gourds.

Liu Qingshan drew a few more styles with stand-up collars, and then there are buttons, pockets, cuffs, etc., as well as the waist.

Master Peng is a professional. Combined with Liu Qingshan's explanation, he corrected it and quickly drew a few sketches.

The old man was also very excited: "Young man, your design is very creative, both classic and modern. The finished clothes should be very suitable for us Chinese, especially you young people."

There is also that Aunt Lan, holding those sketches, she can't put it down: "Mr. Liu, if you don't mind, I will measure the size for you now."

Liu Qingshan was about to nod, but he saw Master Peng raised his hand: "Wait a minute, there is still a patent right issue."

After all, you have lived in the United States for a long time. If you are in China, who cares about you?

Liu Qingshan didn't pay much attention to it at first, it was only after being reminded by Master Peng that he realized this problem.

But thinking about it, he didn't intend to enter the clothing industry, so he smiled and waved his hands: "It's not my creation, it's just a little improvement on the original basis, you can use it as you like, Master Peng."

Master Peng was overjoyed: "It's so good, then our old Peng's shop will process a few sets of Chinese stand-up collars for Mr. Liu for free."

Aunt Lan also added with a smile: "There is also this lady's cheongsam, we will also give it as a gift."

Liu Qingshan was fine, he didn't care about the little money at first, but Grace was so happy, he took Liu Qingshan's arm:

"Mounting, you are simply amazing, you are so versatile."

After Aunt Lan finished measuring Liu Qingshan's size, Master Peng immediately started working.

These veteran craftsmen are really powerful. After Liu Qingshan and the others went out for lunch, they have already finished refitting one piece, and they have even ironed it neatly.

Liu Yinfeng and Grace seemed to be more active than Liu Qingshan, and hurriedly helped him put it on, and then several people in the tailor shop all gasped in amazement.

"Oh, Mountain, you are so handsome!" Grace was like a little girl, circling Liu Qingshan, praising her.

Liu Yinfeng also looked at her younger brother with a smile, her face full of pride.

Liu Qingshan also looked in the mirror, feeling that the handsome young man in the mirror was full of energy, much better than wearing a suit.

The most excited are Master Peng and Aunt Lan, who can improve and produce a new style of clothing. For them, the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction is of course the strongest.

And with this new style to support the appearance, the business of their old Peng's store will definitely be more prosperous.

"Master Peng, Aunt Lan, when you make the next piece, you can add a dragon pattern here."

Liu Qingshan felt that adding some Chinese elements would make it more representative.

The gentle Aunt Lan nodded lightly: "Mr. Liu, your idea is also very good, I will try hard."

"Then trouble Aunt Lan." Liu Qingshan clasped his hands together, which was much more natural than when he was wearing a suit.

They made an appointment to pick up the clothes next week, and the three of Liu Qingshan were about to say goodbye, but a few people walked into the store. The leader was a Chinese in his 30s. After entering the store, he called out very familiarly:

"Master Peng, is the Chinese tunic suit I ordered ready?"

After shouting, he noticed Liu Qingshan standing opposite, his eyes lit up immediately:

"Hey, what style is your suit? It seems a little more handsome than me?"

Chapter 6: Anyone who wins glory for my Chinese is a hero!

Clothes like Chinese stand-up collars are very suitable for Chinese people, especially when worn on Liu Qingshan.

It's just that this person is over 30, and his belly is already swollen. After wearing it, he probably won't be able to wear Liu Qingshan's temperament.

"Mr. Wang, this style of clothes was improved by this Mr. Liu today. When you came here a few days ago, you didn't have them."

Master Peng hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him respectfully. The Young Master Wang in front of him was not something he could afford.

That Young Master Wang's eyes were still fixed on Liu Qingshan: "I'm going to attend a very important occasion with my father tonight, Master Peng, just make one for me."

Master Peng was about to nod, but he saw a young man behind Young Master Wang suddenly said:

"Brother Wang, how can you do it in one afternoon? Why don't you discuss with this friend and buy his clothes."

If you were an ordinary person, you would definitely not do this, but this Young Master Wang, who is famous for his lack of brains, nodded immediately: "It makes sense, my friend, you can set the price as you like."

It's not about money at all.

Grace stood up angrily: "You have the nerve to say such an unreasonable request. If you don't sell it, we won't sell it!"

Young Master Wang looked at Grace with interest, his eyes stayed on her chest for a longer time obviously, and then he snapped his fingers with a smile on his face.

Immediately behind him was a strong black man who handed him a few banknotes, and Wang Shao lightly tapped the banknotes twice on his palm:

"One thousand dollars, is that enough?"

Grace's face flushed red: "Do you really think we haven't seen money?"

"Ten thousand dollars, is that enough?"

There was a crackling sound from Wang Shao's hands.

Looking at the thickness of the banknote, Grace swallowed a few times unconsciously, then shook her head with difficulty.

"Then add another ten thousand, is it enough now?"

Wang Shao obviously did this kind of thing of beating people with money, and he seemed to be very familiar with it.

The black bodyguard handed over another stack of dollars, and gave Grace a vicious look: "Little girl, you can even buy this money."

"Go to hell with all your money!"

Although Grace usually seems to be a bit of a money fanatic, but now she has withstood the test, took Liu Qingshan's arm, and was about to go out.

But Liu Qingshan raised his hand to stop him, then smiled and looked at the person behind Wang Shao who had a bad idea just now:

"Haha, it turns out that the world is so small, I never thought we'd meet here, does this count as a chance meeting from thousands of miles away?"

That guy is obviously an old acquaintance of Liu Qingshan, Qi Shengli who has dealt with in China before.

It was just because of poisoning the instant noodles that Qi Shengli was expelled from China by his family, and he was expelled to Los Angeles as well.

Qi Shengli is deeply ashamed of this past, so the person he hates the most is Liu Qingshan.

When they met suddenly just now, he was startled and angry, and then turned into joy: Unexpectedly, Yuanjia Road is narrow, this is not the country, when the time comes, you will die without knowing how to die!

Qi Shengli laughed a few times: "So it's Liu Qingshan, Mr. Liu. You must have offended someone in China, so you came here?"

There was a trace of resentment in his smile, even the unresponsive Young Master Wang could feel it.

"I'm here to study abroad." Liu Qingshan looked at him calmly, and said lightly:

"Qi Shengli, overseas, we are compatriots, so I don't want such a thing to happen, and you can do it yourself."

Then he turned to that Young Master Wang again: "Friend, Master Peng and the others are very good at their craftsmanship. They can make a piece of clothing very quickly. One afternoon is enough time. Let me leave."

For someone who understands the truth, this matter will be over, but this Young Master Wang is the best, he snorted coldly: "I only want this on you!"

Qi Shengli knew that Young Master Wang had a temper, so of course he wanted to take the opportunity to fan the flames:

"Liu Qingshan, you might as well give Brother Wang this face. Do you know who Brother Wang is? The famous Wang An Computer is his family business!"

It turned out to be this one!

Of course Liu Qingshan knew that in the 80s, the most famous computer company in America was not IBM or Apple, but Wang An Computer.

Unfortunately, at the end of the 80s, due to poor management and Mr. Wang's health reasons, he handed over the company to Mr. Wang Lie Wang in front of him, which caused the computer company to fall like a meteor.

You know, this Mr. Wang An was known as the "King of Computers" at that time, and his personal net worth was ranked fifth richest in the United States last year.

When returning home, Mr. Deng met him in person.

It's a pity that the tiger father and the dog son, a huge family business, have declined rapidly in just three to five years, which is really embarrassing.

So Liu Qingshan didn't have any affection for this Young Master Wang in front of him, he simply turned around and left without even bothering to say a word.

Young Master Wang was swept away, how could he bear it, and waved at the two black bodyguards under him: "Go out and skin him."

The hidden meaning in the words is of course not as simple as taking off the clothes.

"Mr. Wang, I have something to discuss."

Master Peng was grateful to Liu Qingshan and wanted to smooth things over, but was pushed aside by Qi Shengli. This guy is now afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Liu Qingshan and the others, of course, heard what Wang Lie said, and Grace's complexion immediately changed:

"Mounting, run quickly, I have heard that the law and order here in Chinatown is chaotic, it is simply outrageous."

On the contrary, Liu Yinfeng knew the details of his younger brother, and in turn comforted Grace: "Don't be nervous, this kind of person should teach him some lessons."

Liu Qingshan also stopped and moved his hands and feet: "Although I don't want to fight in the nest, it's another matter if I take the initiative to provoke you."

Soon, the two black bodyguards rushed up aggressively like two gorillas.

Wang Lie and Qi Shengli stood at the door watching the excitement with a smile on their faces.

"Stop, no trouble is allowed here."

An old voice suddenly came, but it was an old man of Chinese origin, walking slowly towards this side.

The two bodyguards also stopped, and they saw that behind the old man, there were more than a dozen Chinese men side by side, all of them had unkind expressions, and they looked like ruthless characters at a glance.

Of course they know that in Chinatown, gang forces are very strong.

Seeing this old man, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth: "Old man, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"Young man, thank you for the matter in the morning." The old man also nodded to Liu Qingshan with a smile, and then turned to Wang Lie not far away: