70s factory beauty, transform villain cubs to become rich

Chapter 185 New Clothes

Mao Jianguo jumped up and down: "Listen to what you're saying! I'm a man who has to support my family!"

He Yuan: "Me too."

His wife, Chen Qing, loves delicious food, so he needs to earn more money so she can always enjoy her meals.

Mao Jianguo felt a tightness in his throat and a blockage in his chest.

He quietly returned to his office.

Silently wiping away tears.

After his position was demoted, it would be too embarrassing for him to go back to being a team leader. To avoid being laughed at by others, Mao Jianguo began to think about how to kick out the director.

There are strict requirements for becoming the director of a research institute: you must have worked in a machinery factory for more than three years.

He Yuan is not qualified.

Hey.

That way he can survive for another three years.

To be honest, he and Chen Qing were really at odds.

Before she started dating him, she made his position in the family precarious.

After she started dating him, she put his career and position in jeopardy.

Perhaps, this is their natural enemy!

But he always loses!
This is absolutely outrageous!

Mao Jianguo sighed for a long time before going to discuss the exchange meeting with the director.

Because of the embarrassing incident at last week's exchange meeting, the meeting is now progressing smoothly under the personal supervision of Director Liu.

As the exchange meeting drew closer, the weather gradually turned cooler.

Every morning, Chen Qing would have to tell the two children to wear long sleeves: "I made two new outfits for each of you. They are simple styles, and there is only one jacket. You can wear them for now."

He Yuxiang's top was a patchwork long-sleeved shirt, mainly dark blue, with blue and white checkered patterns on the collar and cuffs. He wore simple cargo pants. He also had a stand-up collar shirt and straight-leg pants with simple embroidery of five-pointed stars.

Xiao Yu's outfit included a five-pointed star stand-up collar shirt and straight-leg pants similar to He Yuxiang's, and another outfit with a round neck and long sleeves, featuring small, three-dimensional flowers sewn on with yarn that could be squeezed.

Xiaoyu loves floral clothes. After putting one on, she happily twirled around in front of her aunt. Then, she first put her hands together in a prayer position, then placed them under her face in a flower gesture, smiled, and gave her aunt a small flower made by Xiaoyu: "Auntie, am I cute?"

"So cute." Chen Qing hugged the incredibly adorable creature, her heart melting: "Where did such a cute child come from? It turns out it's my child."

Xiaoyu smiled brightly.

He Yuxiang crossed his arms, his brows slightly furrowed. His dark blue patchwork long-sleeved shirt and cargo pants accentuated his already cool and aloof demeanor. At such a young age, he already exuded the aura of a domineering CEO who was unapproachable.

You're going to be late.

Judging from the time, she was going to be late.

Chen Qing immediately let go of Xiao Yu, and while running, he instructed, "You two stuff your coats into your backpacks, and wear them if you get cold."

"understood."

He Yuxiang stuffed the two men's coats into his backpack.

Look at my little sister, happily spinning around.

Go up and pinch her little flower.

Xiaoyu's mouth formed an "O" shape. "Brother, what are you doing?"

“These few balls of yarn must have cost a lot of money.” He Yuxiang thought his aunt was really generous to make two new outfits for him.

Xiao Yu proudly puffed out her chest: "My aunt is so good to us."

They left for school a little earlier than usual today, all with a subtle intention of showing off.

When the elderly people at the alley entrance saw He Yuxiang and He Yuting, they quickly pulled the two children over to look at them.

"Did your aunt make these clothes for you?"

Xiaoyu smiled sweetly: "Yes."

"So lovely."

Everyone expressed their heartfelt emotions.

They're so beautiful that they don't even mind their granddaughter anymore.

If their granddaughter were like Xiaoyu, soft and cuddly, as endearing as a New Year's picture doll, they could accept her.

He Yuxiang's clothes are very stylish. Especially since He Yuxiang is taller than his peers, his natural aloofness gives him a sharp and edgy air. Many doting grandparents ask He Yuxiang, "How much did your aunt pay for this outfit?"

He Yuxiang: "The materials are ready. It's three yuan a set."

Summer clothes cost two yuan.

Autumn clothes are three yuan.

Normal price.

The elderly people were eager to try it out. They hadn't trusted Chen Qing before because she lacked experience, but now that she had a sewing machine and could make such beautiful clothes at prices close to the market, it wouldn't hurt to make them for her.

They started discussing it.

Xiao Yu stormed off in a huff.

Nobody asked her!
Her clothes are absolutely gorgeous!

The same thing happened with summer clothes; more men's styles were produced than women's. Is it because she doesn't look good in them or isn't good at selling them?!
It's not that the older folks didn't ask; it's that they saw the woolen flowers Xiaoyu embroidered on her clothes. The materials must have cost a lot of money. Girls should just be raised casually; there's no need for them to be so vain.

Xiao Yu arrived at school full of energy.

Wang Wenming exclaimed, "Your clothes are so beautiful!"

Xiaoyu smiled happily instantly.

One by one, the students arrived at school, and many girls looked at Xiaoyu with envy.

Yang Yihe was wearing short sleeves and was shivering from the cold.

This morning she went to look for her old clothes from last year, but they were too small and she couldn't wear them. She needed to find a tailor to sew on a sleeve. She wanted to ask her father for help, but he went to a remote courtyard to see those women last night.

After struggling to put on last year's clothes, Yang Yihe discovered that several pieces of clothing had holes from cigarette butts, and she sat there blankly for a long time.

Between not coming to school and wearing ripped clothes.

She chose a short-sleeved shirt.

So be it if it's cold.

Seeing that her lips were white from the cold, Mao Mao, being a sweetheart, took off her long-sleeved shirt and gave it to her to wear: "You wear it."

The whole class stared at Mao Mao's fair and slender frame.

Yang Yihe quickly refused, "No need, no need..."

"It's okay, I'll wear He Yuxiang's jacket," Mao Mao said with a smile.

He Yuxiang quickly handed it to him, then flung the clothes off him and helped him put them on quickly: "You'll freeze to death."

Mao Mao chuckled.

He managed to snag He Yuxiang's new jacket!
Yang Yihe took the long sleeves and put them on the short-sleeved jacket.

His vest-style outfit, which looks like a two-piece set, makes Mao Mao look like a sunny and handsome little boy, but it looks out of place on Yang Yihe, though it's very warm.

Yang Yihe's eyes welled up with tears. "Mao Mao, thank you."

“We’re friends, right?” Mao Mao flashed eighteen bright smiles. “Don’t cry, my new clothes are really pretty, you’re not allowed to dislike them.”

Yang Yihe smiled, revealing her shallow dimples: "Your clothes are very beautiful."

Mao Mao burst into loud laughter, saying "Goose, goose, goose!"

dong dong dong-

Class was about to start, so Yang Yihe quickly sat down.

Mao Mao looked at He Yuxiang's clothes with envy: "I like your clothes."

"Stand back."

"I shut up."

Mao Mao sighed.

If he didn't really like He Yuxiang, he would have loved to change his deskmate.

He was so incredibly bored.

He liked being Xiaoyu's deskmate.

Xiaoyu is a super cute little sister. Her clothes are so adorable, with pretty flowers on them. I want to pinch them.

Mao Mao rested her chin on her hand, listening to her classmates recite the pinyin letters with the teacher, and yawned sleepily.

His mother taught him to speak Chinese, Russian, and English, which forced him to learn, leading him to hate learning languages.