After rebirth, cute twins want dad to hug them

"Tangtang, if you want to eat that, eat that marshmallow."

The little guy swallowed.

He raised his head and stared at Su Bai with bright eyes.

Guoguo also nodded.

He pointed at his round and round belly that he had just eaten.

"Guoguo, I'm hungry, so hungry!"

"I want to eat marshmallows~big marshmallows"

Su Bai was amused.

He lightly scratched the bridges of the two little guys' noses.

"Wait here, dad will buy it."

Su Bai said with a smile.

He walked over and asked, "How much does one flower cost?"

"Two cents! It's so cheap! How many do you want, young man? Children like to eat it best!"

Su Bai turned his head and glanced at the big one and the two little ones.

"Come on two..."

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

"Three flowers, please."

he smiled.

The vendor quickly picked three flowers and handed them to Su Bai.

He paid the money, took three marshmallows, and turned towards Lu Miaozhu and the others.

"Hey, candy, take it!"

The two little guys stood on tiptoes happily and took one from Su Bai's hand.

Eat happily.

"Why did you buy three flowers?"

Lu Miaozhu said, "One flower is enough for the two of them. They are young and can't finish the food. They are just greedy."

Subbai Le said: "Who said we should give them food?"

Lu Miaozhu was confused: "That's..."

"Take it."

Su Bai smiled and handed it over.

He stared at Lu Miaozhu, leaned down, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "I have more than two children."

Lu Miaozhu was stunned.

His face suddenly turned red.

He, what does he mean?

You...how old are you?

What about kids?

…………

After eating the marshmallows, Su Bai took Lu Miaozhu and the little guy around the department store.

After buying some gadgets and books, Su Bai took the three of them straight to the guest house.

"You wait for me here with the candies, and I'll go out for a walk."

Su Bai said with a smile.

Lu Miaozhu knew that he had something to do this time, so he nodded immediately.

Seeing Su Bai walking out of the door, she couldn't hold it back and shouted softly: "Su Bai!"

Su Bai turned around and looked at her with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"be careful."

She pursed her lips, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling and beautiful, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Su Bai waved his hand to her, "Don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he left the guest house.

Go straight to the department store.

Actually.

After arriving in Philadelphia today, Su Bai has been wandering around the department store.

Rebirth, the memory is longer.

He has to observe more and more before he can connect the fragments together.

Walk into the department store and go straight to the clothing store.

When she looked up, she saw the floral skirt hanging in the most conspicuous place.

"Buying a dress?"

When the salesperson saw Su Bai staring at the floral skirt, she smiled and said, "This is the most fashionable style! It's the most popular this year! It's made of pure cotton, you can touch it, it's very comfortable!"

Su Bai smiled, said nothing, and just watched to himself.

This floral skirt.

He looks familiar!

Isn’t it the one I sell?

Just take a closer look and you will see that the stitching, style, and size of this floral skirt are all slightly different from the original one.

Su Bai had an idea in his mind.

He reached out and touched it and said, "This floral skirt is indeed fashionable. I wonder where it comes from? The material doesn't look like pure cotton! Is it reliable?"

The salesperson was deceived by Su Bai.

It was urgent now.

"These are clothes from our Philadelphia Garment Factory No. 3! They are absolutely pure cotton! You can touch them again and see!"

Clothing Factory No. 3.

As soon as the name came out, Su Bai narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough.

To know.

These days, it is not easy to sell things into department stores.

Department stores are state-owned enterprises, and of course the items sold there are all produced by state-owned enterprises.

You can just sell the floral skirt made in a small private tailor shop outside, but everyone will turn a blind eye to the small troubles that can't be sold on the market.

But if it is openly promoted to department stores.

Isn't that just a job? !

And this floral skirt, it was actually the clothes that came out of Su Bai's hands, how could it possibly enter the department store?

And it also transformed into clothes from the third clothing factory!

Isn't this the rat who has seen the light and is upright?

The problem lies with the third clothing factory.

It is impossible for a state-owned enterprise to plagiarize retail clothes.

There is only one reason.

Philadelphia Garment Factory No. 3 is not, in essence, a state-owned enterprise.

Su Bai had dealt with this third clothing factory in his previous life.

These days, some quick-thinking, wealthy and powerful people have started doing business.

But to avoid being accused of speculation, he spent money to find connections to open up connections and put up a sign of a state-owned enterprise.

Just pay it up every year.

The boss of this third clothing factory, Chen Dong'er, is a leader.

With a sharp vision and seizing opportunities, the clothing business is doing well.

In the 1980s, when every household was still struggling to have enough food and clothing, he was already relatively wealthy.

And he was the purpose of Su Bai's visit this time.

"Comrade? This floral skirt? Do you still want it?"

The salesperson's voice brought Su Bai back from his thoughts.

He nodded with a smile and said, "How much does one cost?"

"Seventeen yuan! No counteroffer!"

Tsk!

So dark!

Su Bai said: "Then give me one!"

He paid, packed his clothes and left the department store.

……

evening.

Philadelphia State Hotel.

Today, a few small business owners have booked the place, and they are changing glasses and changing glasses. It’s so lively!

"Oh! Mr. Chen! Come on, let's have another drink! This month, our factory's efficiency has doubled, and we are sure to have a good year this year! It's all because of our Mr. Chen's unique vision!"

"That's right! Department stores in several nearby prefecture-level cities are asking us to buy goods! They say the floral skirts are so popular! The machines in the factory are spinning. Look, we need to buy more sewing machines!"

"Mr. Chen! Let me toast you! Thank you, Mr. Chen, for taking care of our business!"

……

Chen Dong'er sat in the main seat.

Face full of red light.

In the past month, the factory has produced a new floral skirt, which is selling surprisingly well!

Originally I just made a few dozen tentative designs on the boards, but I didn’t expect that once I hung them in a department store, they were sold out in less than a morning!

He has a keen eye.

Original thoughts.

I made an immediate decision and rushed to make a floral skirt.

In the past half month, sales have skyrocketed. Although there has been a trend of saturation recently, this does not prevent him from making a lot of money.

With their pockets bulging, the factory's profits have increased dramatically. This year, all workers in the No. 3 Garment Factory can live a comfortable and comfortable life.

Chen Dong'er was so satisfied that he drank another round of wine.

By the time the show ended, it was already dark.

It was raining outside, so he walked out. His secretary held an umbrella and helped him walk toward a Polonaise parked outside the yard.

These days, very few private individuals dare to drive.

Afraid of being reported.

However, Chen Donger's car was in the name of the Third Garment Factory, so it was considered a public car.

He is the director of the factory, so of course he can sit.

Chen Dong'er was drunk.

Drunk.

I was walking with the secretary, but before I reached the car, the secretary suddenly stopped.

"What, what's going on?"

Chen Dong'er didn't even raise his eyelids, "Why did you stop?"

The secretary quickly said: "Mr. Chen, someone seems to be looking for you."

Chen Dong'er was stunned.

Then he raised his eyelids and glanced towards the front of his car.

I saw a young man with an inch shaved head, wearing a good-quality short-sleeved shirt, black overalls, a pair of leather shoes, standing with a bag in his hand.

He was in excellent spirits, standing upright, holding a tung oil umbrella, and looking at himself with a smile.

This person.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Su Bai?