Lu Yang opened the message and took a look.

Xia Ning sent a message: [Boss, when does the training start?]

A string of emojis followed.

The pink rabbit raises its hand, the pink rabbit bows, and the pink rabbit makes a heart shape with its hands.

This girl's chatting style is just like her personality—sweet to the point of being cloying.

Lu Yang replied: [The renovation will probably take another four or five days. I'll let you know in advance when I'm ready to come.]

Xia Ning replied instantly: 【Okay, boss! By the way, do we prepare the uniforms ourselves, or do the store provide them?】

Lu Yang replied directly: 【It's the same. Send me your and your sister's height and weight, and I'll order it.】

A few seconds later, Xia Ning sent over the height and weight data of the two of them.

She added at the end: "Boss, please don't look at my weight, I've gained two pounds recently [crying emoji]"

After replying to the message, Lu Yang immediately opened the shopping app and searched.

Japanese-style maid outfit, classic style.

The maid outfits on the market are a mixed bag, with most of them being skirts that are so short they barely reach the top of the thigh. You see, Lu Yang is a legitimate businessman, and although he really wanted one, he definitely couldn't choose that kind.

He searched for a long time.

Finally, he found a shop that specialized in this kind of clothing.

The rating is good, and the buyer's photos are also quite normal.

The style he chose was a classic black and white long dress.

A black dress forms the base layer, with the hem reaching the knees. A white apron is tied at the waist, and the cuffs are trimmed with lace. A small bow adorns the neckline.

There was also a pair of white over-the-knee socks.

The overall style leans towards classic British, not revealing, but full of a sense of ceremony.

He picked out two sets.

Size M is for Xia Ning, and size S is for Xia Qing.

When placing the order, Lu Yang took a special look at Xia Qing's data, and then looked at it again.

1.72 meters tall, 98 kilograms.

What kind of body proportions are these?

Oh well, they reported it themselves, it's none of his business.

The two sets of clothes, plus shipping, cost a little over two thousand yuan. With expedited delivery, they are expected to arrive in one or two days.

After selecting the clothes, Lu Yang took a screenshot of the buyer's review and sent it to Xia Ning.

After waiting for about two minutes, a line of text appeared on the other end:

【Boss...do I really have to wear this?】

It was followed by a meme of a rabbit covering its head in embarrassment.

Lu Yang: [Is there a problem?]

Xia Ning hesitated for a few seconds before replying: 【Wouldn't that be strange?】

Strange?

Lu Yang turned his phone sideways and glanced at it.

The style is proper, and the skirt hem is below the knee. What's strange about that?

Green and healthy, no problem at all!

Lu Yang replied: [Just wear normal work clothes and greet guests; it's not strange at all.]

Xia Ning: [But... what if there are strange guests? [shaking]]

Lu Yang replied seriously: "We have rules. If any guest dares to lay a hand on you, they'll be asked to leave immediately. You just focus on your work; leave the rest to me."

He paused for a moment, then added another line:

Regarding wages, we will give each of you an extra ten dollars per hour.

The reply came almost instantly.

【Okay, boss! No problem!!!】

[Rabbit Sprint Run x3]

Lu Yang stared at the three frantically running rabbit emojis and flipped his phone over.

This girl, as long as the money is there, she has no worries at all.

……

Meanwhile, Chengjiang University of Science and Technology.

Xia Ning, phone in hand, ran back to her dorm and pushed open the door.

Xia Qing sat at her desk by the window, the desk lamp on, elegantly reading a book about training plans.

"sister!"

"Knock on the door."

"Oh, I almost forgot."

Xia Ning immediately stepped back, closed the door again, and then knocked on it.

There was no response.

She pushed the door open, her expression excited.

"Sis, look!"

Xia Qing turned a page of the book on the table without looking up.

Xia Ning shoved her phone right in front of her, displaying the design of the clothing right there in front of her.

A black skirt with a white apron, the skirt hem extending past the knees, and a bow at the neckline.

Xia Qing's gaze fell on the picture and lingered for three seconds.

Then she pushed her phone away and looked down to continue flipping through the book.

Then, she asked calmly, "What is it?"

"Our work uniforms."

Xia Ning said with a grin, "Isn't it cute?"

To be honest, she wasn't against this kind of anime-style clothing.

To be honest, she had wanted to try it on herself for a long time, but she never had the courage. This time was the perfect opportunity to give it a try.

"Work clothes?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Qing looked up from her book and glanced at the picture on her phone screen again.

Black dress, white apron, lace cuffs, bow neckline.

Her brow twitched suddenly, and then she pushed the phone back to Xia Ning.

"I won't wear it."

Two words: crisp and clean.

Xia Ning was taken aback: "Sis, this is our work uniform."

I said I wouldn't wear it.

Xia Qing turned a page of the book, leaving no room for negotiation.

Xia Ning put her hands on her hips and pouted.

She knows her cousin too well.

Xia Qing has always been a stubborn and conservative person, so it's incredibly difficult to get her to wear such special clothes.

Xia Ning added, "But sis, this is a rule set by the boss. We can't exactly go to work in casual clothes, can we?"

"Then I won't go."

Xia Qing closed the book, got up and walked to the window, bringing in a T-shirt that was drying on the balcony.

Xia Ning panicked and chased after him onto the balcony: "Aren't you going up? Didn't you promise me?"

"You didn't say you had to wear this when you agreed."

Xia Ning chased after him to the balcony door:

"Sis, just think of it as cosplay. Besides, look at all the girls at anime conventions, aren't they all dressed like this?"

That's their business.

Xia Qing said calmly, "It has nothing to do with me."

Xia Ning narrowed her eyes.

This attitude shows she's determined not to continue.

But the problem is, they really need this job.

Xia Ning sat on the edge of her bed, her voice much lower: "Sis, what are you planning to do?"

"Let's look for something else."

"Other milk tea shops only pay ten yuan per hour."

"Ten yuan is fine too."

"Ten yuan an hour, you only get eighty yuan if you work eight hours a day, but your aunt's hospital expenses are more than that per day."

Xia Qing stopped folding clothes.

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

Xia Ning knew she had touched a nerve, but there was nothing else she could do.

Xia Qing's mother, who is also her aunt, was hospitalized with a sudden cerebral infarction half a month ago.

The surgery was performed, and the patient's life was saved, but the subsequent rehabilitation treatment will be a considerable expense.

Medical insurance reimbursed part of the costs, but the remaining out-of-pocket expenses keep increasing every day.

Xia Qing's father passed away a long time ago.

Her mother was the only one supporting the family, and now that her mother has collapsed, the entire financial burden has fallen on Xia Qing's shoulders.

Xia Ning's family wasn't well-off, but fortunately, her parents could still help out to some extent.

But Xia Qing is different; she has to rely on herself for everything.

Moreover, the salary of a Taekwondo gym assistant instructor like her is only a little over three thousand yuan, which is simply not enough to cover the hospital expenses.

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