The Former Wife Came to the Door

She was a little unconfident, and said timidly: "A piece of clothing costs forty copper coins, oh no, how about 40 yuan?"

"Pfft!" Everyone in the room spurted blood and fell to the ground.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Meng Jiangnv knew she was wrong, and hurriedly said, "Oh, is it expensive? Then... let's reduce it to 30 yuan. At least it should be a little higher than the cost price of cotton thread." , otherwise there would be no profit."

"Pfft!" A room full of people rolled on the ground.

After a while, Li Hui sat up from the ground and said with a dark face, "Don't let her set the price. She doesn't consider her labor costs as costs. The ancients have this problem. When calculating the value of things, they only Counting the raw materials, not the manual cost, the pattern is simply broken. I will be responsible for the price of this clothes, um... let’s put it at 888 yuan, although the price is much higher than other stores, but as long as the pure The cotton is handmade and tailor-made, which should attract the rich second generation’s interest, anyway, this kind of clothes can’t be sold for small profits, one piece counts as one piece, and we will adjust the price according to the sales volume after a while.”

"Ah? 888 copper coins?" Meng Jiangnu's beautiful eyes widened. "This...this...is so expensive? Isn't it only sold to princes and nobles? Ordinary common people will buy such expensive clothes?"

It was very difficult to talk to this woman, so Li Hui simply pulled Wu Meiqi over, pointed at the casual clothes on her body that looked too simple, and said, "Look at the clothes this woman is wearing, they are very ordinary. A few buttons are threaded, but the price of this dress is 1988 yuan, and there are dozens or hundreds of such clothes and pants in her closet."

"Ah! Hundreds of pieces?" Meng Jiangnu felt dizzy for a while, and her whole body was on the verge of falling. After a few seconds, she said with difficulty: "Sister Wu, let's strip off Sister Wu and put her under the bed, so that she doesn't show her face in public. Let’s sell all her clothes, so we can pay off the 10,000+ yuan debt.”

Wu Meiqi sweated profusely: "Hey!"

Li Hui's eyes lit up immediately, and he said with great joy: "Good proposal, whether to sell clothes or not is a second matter, first strip them and stuff them into bed..."

"Pick your head off and die!" Wu Meiqi kicked Li Hui several meters away.

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Li Hui took out a digital camera, asked Meng Jiangnv to sit in front of the loom in an ancient costume, and took two photos. These two photos can be matched with the slogan "Pure traditional crafts, handmade cotton cloth", and then took out Meng Jiangnv's A set of curved skirts and deep clothes, and took a few photos. The slogan of this is: "Tailor clothes for you, and create the most suitable classical beauty for you."

After all, Li Hui works for a magazine. Although he is usually only responsible for writing manuscripts and not typesetting, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running. He quickly designed a beautiful promotional page, and Yang Miaozhen immediately uploaded it to Taobao. Here, make it beautiful.

Meng Jiangnu didn't know anything, so she could only stand by and watch, and then she kept sighing: "My husband is really capable, and sister Yang is also very capable. I really don't know anything, and I must do housework better in the future." a little."

Everyone just finished the Taobao store, and suddenly heard a "ding" sound from the computer, Wangwang news came, Yang Miaozhen quickly clicked on the news, and a girl named "Little Hands Ice Cold" sent it Message: "Honey, is your slogan real or fake? Is it really hand-woven? I don't think your store has even a good review, so it feels a bit unreliable."

"Huh? Customers came so soon?" Li Hui couldn't help but wonder, "We're so lucky."

Yang Miaozhen smiled and said, "It's really good luck."

She replied in Wangwang: "My dear, weaving is absolutely purely by hand. If you are from Shuangqing, you can come to see it. We still have looms at home. There are no good reviews because the store just opened today, not because the products are bad. "

Xiaoshou Bingliang replied: "Oh, I'm really from Shuangqing, so I really have to come and have a look. By the way, I will ask my relatives to measure my body shape, so that the clothes will fit better."

Yang Miaozhen quickly replied: "No problem, just come here, my address is No. X, Building X, Liangjiang Lijing Community, Yuzhong District."

The little hand replied coldly: "Then just wait, I'll take a taxi right away."

Turning off Wangwang, Yang Miaozhen said happily: "This business came really fast, and it's a good start. It seems that we will be popular in the future."

Meng Jiangnv blinked and looked at Tucson's big eyes: "So it's so easy to sell things now, even easier than before in the market. Customers will come to buy by themselves, my God!"

"This is also a special case and cannot be used as a reference." Li Hui smiled and said, "Normally, there are no such customers."

Everyone chatted, watched TV, and talked nonsense. Wang Changxi is a personality who can't stay at home. After breakfast, she took a large group of bodyguards in black suits to the streets to play, and she probably went shopping again to pretend to be aggressive.

Xiao Feifei got up too, and sat on the sofa with a laptop in her hand to process the manuscript. Wu Meiqi and her were playing with the laptop side by side. The two girls are now much more harmonious than before, and they seldom quarreled in the past few days.

Meng Jiangnu sat back at the loom, chirping and chirping again, and Meng Jiangnu was weaving at home.

Yang Miaozhen clicked in the Taobao store, and seemed to want to adjust the various explanatory materials of the online store.

Li Hui was the one who had the most leisure time, and men decidedly couldn't be idle at this time, he thought to himself: just choose one of them to flirt with, hehe, who should I choose?Yang Miaozhen's gunshot wound on her leg has not healed, forget it!Meng Jiangnv cried when provoked, so forget it!Xiao Feifei only put on eighteen looks last night, let it go for now!It seems that the only person who can be teased is Wu Meiqi, hehehehe...

Li Hui walked towards the sofa with a smirk, and was about to make a proud female boss blush and heartbeat when he suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

"It's the customer called Xiaoshou Bingliang just now." Yang Miaozhen called out, "Li Hui, help me open the door."

"Damn, don't come sooner or later, but you came when I wanted to make trouble. You'd better be a beauty. If you're an ugly girl, let's see if I give you good looks." Li Hui said Complaining, while opening the door.

It's okay if the door isn't opened, but once it's opened, Li Hui gasps when he sees the face of the woman standing at the door, what a beautiful face, delicate facial features, and skin that can be broken by blows , with skin eyes like black mountains and white water, a gleaming willow waist, and that heart-wrenching temperament, this woman named "Little Cold Hands" is so beautiful that there are no words to describe it...

Having said that, isn't this face the woman who had a heart attack in the hospital?

The woman outside the door was also stunned, and then smiled and said: "The world is really small, Mr. Li Hui, we will meet in this situation, remember me? I saw it in the hospital, Xi Siyu, go to the hospital I once said that I would invite Mr. Li to dinner, but I have never found a suitable opportunity..."

"Huh? So it's you?" Li Hui pretended to be "I actually forgot about you, and now I finally remembered it".It is impossible for a man to forget a beauty of this level in just a few days, but a man must also show the dignity and grandeur of a man. Even if I haven't forgotten you, I still have to pretend to forget you, lest You are proud, lest you think that I will bow down under your pomegranate skirt, lest you use me as a spare tire, hum!

"I didn't expect Mr. Li to sell those hand-woven clothes." Xi Siyu smiled gently.

"No, no, it's not me, it's my two wives who are doing it." Li Hui welcomed her into the house with a smile, Xi Siyu put on the slippers worn by the guests, Li Hui found that her feet She is very small, very delicate, and dancing on tiptoes is absolutely beautiful, I am afraid that few men can resist the way a beauty of her level dances gracefully.

"Two wives?" Xi Siyu covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "Mr. Li really likes to tell jokes, are they your two female friends?"

"Well, you guessed it right!" Li Hui dealt with it casually, and didn't bother to explain. You can't just tell people how many wives you have. What's the history of each wife?Talk to strangers in moderation, and pay attention to protecting personal privacy. As for the fact that the two sisters on the sofa who are playing with laptops are also my wives, I will not tell you!

As soon as Sisiyu walked into the room, the four women in the room said "Yeah" at the same time. Even though all four of them were beauties who were one in a thousand, when they saw Xisiyu's peerless appearance, they still couldn't help but be shocked. Unable to help feeling ashamed of himself, the room became eerily quiet.

After a few seconds, Miao Yang Miaozhen woke up and greeted: "Are you Miss Xiao Bingliang? I am the shop owner who was chatting with you just now."

"Hello! My little hands are cold!" Xi Siyu smiled gently and said, "I'm here to order a few sets of pure hand-woven classic dresses."