My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen didn't hesitate when he arrived, he just nodded and agreed:

"Yes, but except for our clothes money.

Miss Ren's expenses today must also be waived for her. "

In Nan Chen's view, this thing was originally a product of the times, not his own.

Even if he doesn't take it out, it won't be long before the Mao suit style will become popular.

And in this chaotic era, there is no such thing as copyright.

It's worth it if you can take a little bit of money.

Too greedy to get anything.

Therefore, I only propose that you ask the shopkeeper to meet Ren Tingting for the cloth money.

Moreover, the picture has already been viewed, and there is no copyright protection for future generations.

If Nan Chen's demands were raised too high, he might not be willing.

If you turn around and do it yourself, you won't get any cheap money, and you can't control others.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even think about it:

"Okay, listen to my brother.

I just don't know this dress, does it have a name? "

Nan Chen originally wanted to change the name of Zhongshan suit.

But he hesitated a little, and finally said:

"It's called a tunic suit."

After all, this is a product of history, not really made by himself.

"Chinese tunic suit? Why is it called this name?"

The boss asked, but he didn't understand.

But it's impossible for Nan Chen to explain to him the cultural and political background behind this Chinese tunic suit, right?

So he answered clearly:

"There's no reason, it's called a Chinese tunic suit."

"Oh! Whatever!

Dude, measure your guests..."

The treasurer opened his mouth.

Then two waiters from the shop came over to measure Nan Chen and the others.

At the same time, Ren Tingting was a little embarrassed and said:

"Brother Nanchen, thank you for the matter of the cloth."

After speaking, he glanced at the two pieces of cloth in the maid's hand.

Nan Chen smiled:

"Small meaning..."

The two began to chat without saying a word.

Ren Tingting was fascinated by Nan Chen's conversation and erudition.

The more I look at Nan Chen, the more I like her.

The face is full of joy and shyness of a girl.

But seeing this scene, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai gritted their teeth.

Can't get in a word.

Because in this era, there are no sewing machines, and clothes are all made by hand.

So the clothes have to be picked up in three days.

The shopkeeper wrote the receipt, and Nan Chen and the others prepared to leave.

Although Ren Tingting was a little bit reluctant, she still bit her lip and waved goodbye to Nan Chen.

As soon as Nan Chen and the others left, the maid behind Ren Tingting suddenly teased Ren Tingting:

"Miss, are you reluctant to part with Young Master Nan Chen?"

Ren Tingting was ashamed, and patted her maid symbolically:

"You little girl, what nonsense!"

After speaking, he pursed his lips and walked away.

But the maid behind her kept laughing "hee hee hee".

After leaving the tailor shop, they went to the bank again.