When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 698 Sorry

Chapter 698 I'm Sorry

While Li Renyong and Paula were kissing passionately, she was apologizing to the store manager.

"Sorry, wait a moment, Yong may be on the way."

In front of her was a bearded man with thick, messy hair.

The whole person's temperament looks a bit feminine.

Maybe most people who are engaged in fashion design are like this.

He is the owner of the studio and the only employee.

"If it weren't for you, Zheng Nanzhu, I wouldn't have waited so long."

Every industry has its own leaders who are very proud of their careers.

The owner of this studio is a well-known figure in the fashion design industry.

He always says, what I sell is not clothes, but concepts.

Every piece of clothing is handmade.

Before production, we will discuss with customers to strive to create more perfect clothing.

We can produce about six or seven pieces of clothing every month. The output is not high, but the price is very expensive.

After becoming famous, Zheng Nanzhu had some wealth. She came across this store by chance and became a regular customer.

The two were not very familiar with each other, at best they were in the relationship of boss and customer.

Li Renyong approached her and said he wanted to customize a dress for Paula. Zheng Nanzhu thought of this store first and agreed without hesitation.

She looked at the watch on her wrist and saw that Ayong had not arrived yet.

Just then, the phone in the store suddenly rang.

The boss picked up the phone and after a while, his face looked a little angry.

After hanging up the phone, he said to Zheng Nanzhu: "The screenwriter will not come. He said that his girlfriend may not be able to go to Cannes this time."

Hearing this, Zheng Nanzhu felt a little disappointed, but then she felt happy.

I feel sad that I can’t see Ayong today, but I am happy that I can see Ayong every day during the days in Cannes.

"I'm really sorry to have wasted your time. I don't want the deposit anymore."

Yes, she also paid the deposit.

Designers usually have sharp eyes and can observe the changes on Zheng Nanzhu's face very delicately.

"I heard you like that screenwriter very much?"

"Who said that?"

“Many people in your film industry say this.”

"Don't talk nonsense, he already has a girlfriend."

"It's still early. I know a music bar. Let's go have a drink together?"

Zheng Nanzhu took a step back and felt something.

She can always quickly sense when someone has evil intentions.

Maybe it has something to do with life before college.

"No, I'm leaving now."

After saying this, she turned and left without stopping.

The boss glanced at Zheng Nanzhu's hot body with an aggressive look.

snort!
I don’t know how many times I’ve been fucked.

Relying on her beauty to hook up with the screenwriter, she thought she would become a celebrity if she became famous?
It's just eating from the body.

That screenwriter named Li Renyong is also a good-for-nothing. He already has a girlfriend, but he hooks up with such a beautiful woman. He is really lucky.

What kind of person you are, determines what kind of world you see.

The boss didn't say it explicitly, after all, Zheng Nanzhu was her customer.

This kind of thing can only be done based on mutual consent, but it’s okay to think about certain things in your heart.

Zheng Nanzhu returned to the crew, took out a small notebook and started writing and drawing, making travel plans.

She is alone and can come and go freely.

Her father died, her mother died, and her adoptive father was arrested for molesting her.

If you are alone, you don't need to tell anyone, just dress yourself up nicely.

There are so many people going to Cannes, all she has to do is prevent others from outshining Li Renyong.

As for the plan to travel with him in France, she couldn't and didn't want to do it.

As long as I stay by his side, I am already very happy. …

the next day.

Li Renyong was awakened by the ringing of the alarm clock. It was already bright outside, eight o'clock in the morning.

On weekends, you can get up later.

There was a constant sound of dishes colliding outside the bedroom.

"Paula, there's one last soup left, don't be busy."

"Got it. I'll put the food on the table first."

Li Renyong sat up from the bed and prepared to put on his clothes.

Just then, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Paula walked in with a smile on her face and said, "Ayong, get ready for breakfast."

She just stood there, like a ray of sunshine penetrating the winter haze.

Is there anything better than seeing your loved one the first thing you see when you wake up?

Li Renyong smiled and said, "It will be ready soon. Aren't you going to work today? Why are you wearing this?"

Paula wore a bright yellow sweater on the upper body and a pair of loose jeans on the lower body.

Her hair was casually tied into a high ponytail, looking a little playful.

"There are not many people in our department, so they said it doesn't have to be so formal. Anyway, I'm going to learn case analysis and other things."

Li Renyong put on his clothes, got out of bed, walked to her side and touched the sleeve of his arm.

"It's so thin, isn't it cold?"

Paula smiled and said, "I still wear a coat outside. There is heating at work, so it's not cold."

Huili shouted from the living room, "What are you talking about? Come out and eat."

The two came to the dining table.

One serving of porridge, one serving of flatbread, and one serving of fried meat.

Li Renyong said, "You guys eat first, I'll go brush my teeth."

Strangely enough, people in the entire alley wash up after breakfast every morning.

Li Renyong couldn't stand this. He always felt a little uncomfortable when brushing his teeth after meals.

Paula pulled him to sit down and said, "Brush your teeth after eating. It's good for your teeth. Eat first, and I'll join you later."

Li Renyong sat on the chair reluctantly.

Paula changed many of his little habits in life.

"Mom, didn't I hear you still have soup in the bedroom just now?"

Huili took a sip of porridge and said, "That's not yours, it's for Paula."

Paula wondered, "For me?"

Huili pointed to the lunch box next to her and said, "The food outside is not clean. Auntie bought you a lunch box with the food in it. You can find a place to heat it up later. After we leave, I will put the soup in it."

Hearing this, Paula immediately smiled and said, “Auntie is so nice to me.”

Li Renyong picked up a piece of baked cake and said, "Let me try your cake."

Maybe because I make it often, the scones didn’t have any burnt spots this time.

He took a bite and found it soft and chewy, which was nice.

Paula looked at Li Renyong with eyes full of anticipation.

"How about it?"

Li Renyong took a sip of porridge and said, "Not bad. What did you use to bake it this time? It's not a gas stove again, is it?"

Huili said bluntly: "People who don't cook have no right to look down on you."

Li Renyong found out that the pancakes were baked on the gas stove.

Paula snatched the pancake from his hand, put a few pieces of fried meat on it, and rolled it together.

"Try again?"

Li Renyong took it and put it in his mouth.