Self-investment

"What do you want to do?"

The tone was cold, and Jian Ling was frightened back a few steps.

Knowing that he lost his composure, Xiao Tong lowered his head, took a breath by pressing the corners of his brows, and when he looked up again, he had put on a gentle face and smiled helplessly, "Sorry, this shop does not accept any interviews."

"I... I'm not here for an interview..." Jian Ling was usually eloquent, but when he saw Xiao Tong, he couldn't speak a whole sentence, and he stammered to explain that he was here to order a dress.

Xiao Tong nodded, "Wait a minute." After finishing speaking, he put aside the brief order, lifted the curtain on his own, and turned around to enter the back of the shop.

Jian Ling waited for two or three minutes, but Xiao Tong did not come out, and he wandered boredly in this small tailor shop.

In fact, there is nothing to shop around. There are mostly mannequins and ready-made garments for display. There are two sewing machines on the workbench in the corner, and the usual scissors and chalk are scattered on the table.

The amazement and excitement when seeing Xiao Tong for the first time are gone, followed by some slight strange feeling.

How should I put it, seeing her idol for the first time, Jian Ling always felt that she was...too different from what she imagined.

Jian Ling used to watch her press conferences and interviews often. In Jian Ling's mind, she should be a gentle and shy woman, but she was unexpectedly indifferent and alienated, with a high degree of vigilance. Jian Ling is like some heinous villain.

But it's no wonder that Jian Ling justified Xiao Tong in his heart. When he came to the door for the first time, he called out her name as soon as he opened his mouth. Obviously, he went there for her fame. Most likely, he thought of Xiao Tong's digging here these years. There are a lot of paparazzi, it's no wonder people aren't alert.

Thinking of this, Jian Ling felt a lot better, relaxed her shoulders, bent down and took a closer look at the women's suit on a man's desk.

"This customer?" Xiao Tong had already come out from the back of the store and called out.

Jian Ling turned her head and saw that there were a few more booklets in her hand.

"This is the style of dress in our shop, you can take a look first."

"Is there no physical display?" Jane Ling said while turning.

"Small business." Xiao Tong said with a smile.

Jian Ling flipped through the pages, pushed those booklets aside, propped his chin and smiled at Xiao Tong, "I don't like these, I want to customize, okay?"

Xiao Tong frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Sorry." Put away those few books, picked up the detective she hadn't finished, and continued to read.

It happened to be a story that Jian Ling had read.

"This person is the murderer." Jian Ling stretched out his hand and called a name on Xiao Tong's book.

"..." For a moment, Xiao Tong crumpled the book, "Get out." His voice dropped a few degrees.

"Don't be like this, Mr. Xiao, I'm your die-hard fan." Jian Ling was not afraid at all, and moved a stool over to sit on it with a playful smile, "I just really like, oh no, appreciate those artworks you designed before, That's why I took the liberty to bother you, are you so cruel that you can't even satisfy the little wish of a ten-year-old fan of yours?" After saying that, he pretended to shed a few tears.

She has a good appearance, and she took advantage of a lot of advantages with her face in the past - the world is always very tolerant to beautiful people, but it's a pity that Xiao Tong doesn't like her, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, exuding a cold glow all over his body Aura, "Get out, or I'll call the police."

Jian Ling's heart skipped a beat, and only then did she realize that something was wrong. She hurriedly put away her out-of-shape tricks, and apologized pitifully, "I'm sorry I was wrong, I didn't mean it, I...I...how about I’ll buy ten copies from this author, no, I’ll pay you twenty copies, how about as compensation? I really like your…” designed clothes.

Xiao Tong's face changed, before he finished listening to what Jian Ling said, another person came into the store and interrupted them, "Xiao Tong, I bought your favorite chocolate mousse, do you want to try it?"

Jian Ling's words were interrupted, so it's hard to say anymore, and he looked at the visitor with big eyes.

"Who are you?" Someone asked Jian Ling.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Tong said to the visitor.

The two spoke at the same time, their voices overlapped, and Jian Ling could hear a hint of tension.

The air in the room suddenly became tense.

Jian Ling felt that he had come at the wrong time.

The woman who broke in carrying the cake was very beautiful, tall and sexy, with bright features, but her long and narrow eyes were full of hostility, which made Jian Ling not like her.

Jian Ling said, "I am..."

Xiao Tong interrupted, "Guest."

Jian Ling nodded, "Yes, it's a guest."

"Oh." The hostility in the visitor's eyes eased, he put the cake box on the table and opened it, "Try it, if it's too sweet."

There are only two sets of tableware, obviously there is no room for briefing.

"..." Jian Ling shrunk her neck and moved away a little wisely.

She glanced at the cake box and complained, which shop's pastry chef is this? The craftsmanship is so poor that he didn't even sprinkle the cocoa powder evenly. It is estimated that the shop will close within a few days.

However, Xiao Tong didn't say anything, and took a mouthful to save face.

"How about it?"

"Unappetizing."

Jian Ling listened to the conversation between the two, and thought to herself, this Xiao Tong is really straightforward, and she is completely different from her in front of the camera.

"Yu Qinghan." Xiao Tong said again, "Don't do it in the future."

The woman named Yu Qinghan obviously froze for a moment, "It's the first time I do it, I have no experience, next time, next time, it will definitely suit your taste!"

Xiao Tong glanced at her and smiled mockingly.

Yu Qinghan's mood was quite depressed.

There must be something between these two.

Jian Ling's gossiping heart came up, and she wanted to put her ears in front of them to hear clearly, but her cell phone rang suddenly, it turned out that it was Luo Yimu calling, Xiao Tong and Yu Qinghan both heard the phone ringing at the same time Turning around to look at her, Jian Ling smiled awkwardly, "Sorry." He hurriedly ran out to answer the phone.

"Mumu, what's the matter?" Jian Ling gave Luo Yimu a hug as soon as he got off the plane, but he didn't know why Luo Yimu called suddenly.

"Have you arrived at the hotel yet?" Luo Yimu asked.

"Here we are, but I'm here at the tailor shop now, hey...the boss is so different from what I imagined..." Jian Ling complained to Luo Yimu holding the phone.

Luo Yimu could imagine Jian Ling's scoundrel in the tailor shop through the phone, so he didn't think it was strange, but smiled and comforted her, "If it doesn't work, then come back, do you want me to book a ticket for you?" ?”

"No, I, Jian Ling, am not someone who gives up so easily. Mu Mu, leave it alone, I must make Xiao Tong agree!"

"Okay, then you should pay attention to your own safety. By the way, send me the location of your hotel."

"Yeah." Jian Ling hung up the phone, intending to have a hard time with Xiao Tong, but before she entered the door, she heard some fierce conflict inside. She heard a crisp "pop", and then heard Xiao Tong's cold voice. Said one word, "Go away."

The undisguised disgust was obviously addressed to Yu Qinghan.

"Xiao Tong, I..."

"Get out!" The voice was louder this time.

"...I'm sorry." After Yu Qinghan finished speaking, she quickly walked out of Xiao Tong's tailor shop. When passing by the door of the shop, Jian Ling noticed her red and swollen cheek on the left.

It's a pity that with such a pretty face, Xiao Tong's attack was too ruthless, Jian Ling thought, leaning against the door of the store and playing with his mobile phone for about ten minutes before going in again.

"Why is it you again?" Xiao Tong was in a bad mood, he didn't even bother to put on the superficial etiquette in dealing with people before, he propped his chin, didn't lift his eyelids, and directly refused Jian Ling, "I don't do your business, you go away. "

Jian Ling's gaze turned to the piece of chocolate mousse that had only been eaten in one bite, "This, can I eat it?" She pointed to the cake, then smiled at Xiao Tong, "I'm hungry."

"Whatever." Xiao Tong said indifferently.

Jian Ling picked up a spoon, scooped out a piece, put it into his mouth, and frowned the moment his taste buds touched it.

so bitter.

It wasn't until the cake was swallowed that the tip of the tongue could sip a little bit of sweetness.

Such a bitter cake is ashamed to offer a treasure, no wonder it got slapped in the face.

"This cake is indeed too unpalatable. Don't be angry, why don't I buy you a new one?" Jian Ling asked Xiao Tong with a smile.

Xiao Tong took out the spoon in Jian Ling's hand, and pushed Jian Ling out of the store without saying a word.

"Hey, what are you doing! Hey! Hey!"

"Sorry, the store is closed." Xiao Tong pushed and mopped the floor to get Jian Ling out, and directly closed the store door, and now Jian Ling can no longer enter.

"..." What, Jian Ling couldn't figure it out.

He was so angry that he didn't even do business. Sure enough, geniuses are a bit eccentric.

Speaking of genius, Jian Ling thought of his own one.

Looking at it this way, Mumu is still cuter.

The goal was not achieved, even the store was closed, and there was nothing to do in Shangrong County, Jian Ling had no choice but to go back to the hotel to rest, and planned to try his luck again in the evening.

Jian Ling took a nap in the hotel, and woke up from hunger at six o'clock in the afternoon, scratched his hair and got up, ate something casually in the restaurant next to the hotel, and wandered around the street.

The evening in this small county town is indeed more lively than the daytime. All kinds of hawkers came out to sell pancakes, barbecue, and spicy food. Students in school uniforms gathered next to each stall. Only then did Jian Ling know that the neighborhood was A middle school, she squeezed through the crowd, walked two streets, and walked to the tailor's shop unknowingly.

The shop was closed, even the rolling gate was locked, and a man sat on the threshold, with several cans of beer beside him, and two empty cans scattered at his feet.

A very beautiful woman with a slightly open shirt collar, her collarbone protruding with the movement of swallowing, a bit decadent and sexy.

It's just that the red mark on the left cheek has not disappeared, which is a bit funny.

It was the woman who got slapped during the day, she seemed to be called Yu Qinghan.

Jian Ling has always had no resistance to beautiful women, so he walked up to her with his pockets on, and looked at her with a smirk: "What's the point of drinking alone? Why don't you share a can with me?"

"Get out." Yu Qinghan was not polite.

Jian Ling raised his eyebrows, but like Xiao Tong, he likes to tell people to leave, "Don't be like this, I'm a person who has been here, why don't you tell me what's bothering you, and I'll untie it for you?" Sit on the threshold, picked up a can of Yu Qinghan's beer, and clinked glasses with Yu Qinghan shamelessly, "It's for Xiao Tong, right? I'm not talking about you, I'm so sorry for such an unpalatable cake What about going to the front end with the person you like? I would be angry if it were me, but if you say that your skills are a bit poor, you have to practice hard..."

Yu Qinghan thought, this little non-mainstream is really annoying.

"She didn't hit you because the cake tasted bad, did she? What did you do to her?" Jian Ling asked again.

Yu Qinghan glanced at her in surprise, "Did she tell you?"

"Is she the kind of person who talks to others about everything?" Jian Ling looked disgusted, "Don't you like Xiao Tong? Why do you ask such a question that you don't understand her? Tsk, no wonder she hates you."

Yu Qinghan didn't speak for a long time, she raised her neck and drank the remaining half can of beer in one gulp, crumpling the soda can into a ball in her hand, then said softly: "You're right."

The wind brought a trace of fishy and sweet blood, and Jian Ling noticed that Yu Qinghan's palm was cut by the sharp corner of the can.

"Actually, I also like Xiao Tong very much." Jian Ling said, "Don't get me wrong, it's not because of love, but because I saw clothes designed by her in a magazine by chance. It is a very simple style, but it is full of love in the details. When I first saw it, I liked it very much. I just paid attention to her. Unfortunately, when I knew her, she had already retired. Yes, the last press conference, the finale wedding dress was really beautiful, since then I have been thinking that when I get married, I must also have such a beautiful wedding dress, so I came to find her."

"Are you getting married?" Yu Qinghan caught the key word.

"Yeah." Jian Ling admitted very readily, "Hey, I used to think that I would never get married... I used to be very crazy, thinking that everyone in the world was not good enough for me, anyway, most of them voted for me. The girl in my arms, why did I tie myself to a tree and hang myself..."

"I can see it." Yu Qinghan said.

"..." The corners of Jane Ling's mouth twitched, "Just to save face..."

"Why do you want to get married again?"

"Why else? Of course I met that person." Jian Ling shrugged, thinking why this person asked such a stupid question, "Don't you have such feelings for Xiao Tong?"

"What do you feel?"

"I just feel that I will never be able to leave her forever. This is the person I can only be with her. I will be happy when I see her when I wake up every morning. You will worry about her safety when she comes back late from overtime. , holding hands and hugging her, my heart will be very firm, and I won't be afraid of the sky falling... Don't you feel this way?"

Yu Qinghan didn't answer her directly, but opened another can of beer and said, "I was too young at that time." She remembered when she was at Jian Ling's age.

At that time, as long as you were serious, you could catch Xiao Tong, as long as you treated Xiao Tong a little better, even a little better, as long as...

As long as you don't treat Xiao Tong so badly.

Jian Ling understood, and pouted contemptuously, "Scum is scum, don't blame young people for everything, sister, we young people don't take the blame for it."

"you're right."

Seeing Yu Qinghan's decadent appearance, Jian Ling was suddenly afraid, but also thankful.

Fortunately, I am a little smarter than Yu Qinghan, grasping my own happiness and not letting her slip away.

I'm also glad that the person I met was Luo Yimu, who killed all my crooked thoughts in the cradle, and didn't let me get to Yu Qinghan's step.

In the final analysis, a relationship is a matter between two people, and only when two people work hard together can it blossom and bear fruit.

Fortunately, I met Mumu.

"I wish you happiness." Yu Qinghan said.

"Thank you." Jian Ling thought for a while, and added, "Also, put more sugar in the cake, it's too bitter to taste."

"She doesn't like too sweet."

It can't be only bitter but not sweet, right?Jian Ling's slander is really a dead brain.

Yu Qinghan didn't buy much beer at first, it was enough for her to drink alone, but a brief order came later, after a few hearings, the beer was gone all of a sudden, and after cleaning up the garbage, Yu Qinghan was also planning to go back, she was alone It seemed quite lonely to drink away her sorrows, Jian Ling wanted to pat her on the shoulder to comfort her, but she suddenly got violent, her eyes darkened, her feet softened, she fell forward, and was caught by Yu Qinghan's quick eyes and quick hands catch.

It just so happened that a voice of gnashing teeth came from behind, "Jian Ling, you are so excited."

Not Luo Yimu or who?