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Chapter 391 You Didn't Design a Wedding Dress for Me

Yu Min called Liu Xinyu shortly after returning to the factory and asked Liu Xinyu to book a private room for seven or eight people at Xiyangyang Restaurant.

Liu Xinyu frowned slightly, thought for a while and agreed.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and the restaurant business is extremely busy every weekend. Liu Xinyu can't guarantee whether there will be private rooms.

"Nai, are there any free private rooms for tomorrow night?" Liu Xinyu came to the restaurant and asked Chen Zhaodi who was collecting payment at the front desk.

Although Chen Zhaodi is older, she still does things neatly and has a very good memory. She doesn't even need to look at the ordering records and just says: "All the big private rooms have been booked, only the smallest private room has not been booked yet."

The smallest private room in the restaurant only has a small round table, which can seat seven or eight people if squeezed in. However, the person coming to meet tomorrow is Secretary Wang of the district committee, so it is not suitable.

Liu Xinyu's brows couldn't help but frown slightly.

After Chen Zhaodi sent away a table of guests, she looked up and saw Liu Xinyu's slightly furrowed brows, knowing that the small private room might be too small.

Liu Xinyu never went to restaurants unless it was really necessary. Today, she came here to inquire about the free private rooms. Either her classmates and friends had an impromptu gathering, or they wanted to entertain business guests.

But there is indeed only that small private room left for tomorrow night.

She didn't know what kind of person she should rent to such a house.

According to Chen Zhaodi's intention, Liu Xinyu and Liu Xinjian would move to Yangliu Hutong together, and then rent out the house in South Street Hutong, so that they could collect some rent.

Before the restaurant opened, the Liu family moved to Yangliu Hutong.

Liu Xinjian is Liu Qingsong's son, and he must listen to his family before he gets married and separates the family.

Liu Xinyu held Chen Zhaodi's arm with a smile and whispered: "Hey, you are someone who has shaken hands with the county magistrate's secretary after having dinner. Treat him with a normal attitude. There is nothing to be nervous about."

The room at the corner used to be a private room, but after the Liu family took over it, they felt that the room was not square enough, so they used it as a utility room to put some rice noodles, dishes, and temporarily unused tables and chairs.

The next day, Liu Xinyu went to Fang Jizhen's house first, mainly to discuss with Fang Jizhen how to give gifts to two friends who were about to get married, and also to give the latest children's clothing to Fang Jizhen's baby.

That is her ideal home!

"Then please tell Uncle Er that you must clear out the private room tomorrow and leave it for me." Liu Xinyu handed Chen Zhaodi the menu she had prepared before coming to the restaurant: "My wife, all the expenses in this private room tomorrow night will be counted on me.

Yes, Director Yu from Shenghua Garment Factory will accompany the guests at 6:30 at the latest. I will try my best to come back as early as possible. If I fail to come back in time, I will ask Xinjian to help receive the guests first."

Of course Liu Xinjian was unwilling. Firstly, he did not want to be controlled by his elders, and secondly, he was reluctant to rent such a good house to others. However, Chen Zhaodi always insisted on renting out the house in Nanjie Hutong.

Of course, Liu Xinyu also said some kind words to him during this period, otherwise he would not be able to win the final victory by speaking out against the Confucian scholars.

The Liu family now lives in this district, and their children study in this district. Restaurants and factories are also in this district. Suddenly, it was normal for Chen Zhaodi to be nervous when she suddenly heard that the leaders of the district were coming to dine at her restaurant.

In order to appease Chen Zhaodi, he had to reveal something to Chen Zhaodi: "Nai, although the matter to be discussed tomorrow is indeed related to Shenghua, the people who came here are not people from Shenghua factory, but the leaders of the district. Director Yu is just accompanying

."

Hearing that it was the leader of the district, Chen Zhaodi's complexion finally improved a little, but she became a little more nervous.

As soon as Chen Zhaodi heard the words Shenghua Garment Factory, her brows knitted into knots and she stared at Liu Xinyu with a look of hatred on her face.

Yes, why are you nervous? Just pretend that you are meeting with the county leaders tomorrow!

Seeing that Chen Zhaodi was no longer nervous, Liu Xinyu asked Liu Xinjian, who was helping in the store, to explain some details to him, and drove back to Beihu Hutong without eating in the restaurant.

Liu Xinyu is the granddaughter of a family that has long since separated, and she has always been independent and self-reliant.

Besides, it is a pity that the yard in Beihu Hutong has always been empty, and it is even more impossible to rent it to others.

As long as you find another place to put the sundries inside and arrange it carefully, it will indeed be a good private room.

Chen Zhaodi and Wang Sanmei are both clean people. Even if it is just a utility room, they still keep it clean.

If the quality of the tenant is high, it's fine. If the quality of the tenant is poor, the little rent collected will not be enough to cover the cost of repairs.

"Okay, I'm just talking. I don't mean to blame you!" Fang Jizhen glanced at Liu Xinyu and said, "As for me, I don't plan to bother buying any gifts. I'll just give each of them a hundred yuan."

When Fang Jizhen got married, Liu Xinyu was still studying in the UK.

Speaking of which, when this was still the Changchun Hotel, Liu Xinyu ate in that private room more than once!

Just let Liu Xinyu be happy!

Liu Xinjian was clever and used the excuse of protecting Liu Xinyu to force Chen Zhaodi to agree to live in Beihu Hutong.

Just as a waiter came out of the corner with a plate, Chen Zhaodi's eyes suddenly lit up. She pointed to the corner and said, "How about clearing out the room at the corner? That room is much more spacious than the small private room."

"You designed and made wedding clothes for those two ghosts. Isn't this gift enough? You didn't even design a wedding dress for me!" Fang Jizhen complained with a pout while trying on new clothes for her son.

It made Liu Xinyu dumbfounded.

In this era, wages are generally not high, and a wedding gift of ten or twenty yuan is not a small amount.

When Liu Xinyu received the letter announcing the good news from Fang Jizhen, Fang Jizhen had been married for more than a month. Even if she wanted to design and make wedding clothes for Fang Jizhen, it was already out of date.

Regarding Liu Xinyu, Chen Zhaodi could not say the same thing as he did about Liu Xinjian. After all, Liu Xinyu and Liu Xinjian were different.

However, no one agreed to move to Yangliu Hutong for Liu Xinyu. She was not afraid of being controlled by her elders, but she had long wanted to move to Beihu Hutong.

No matter how many thoughts he had in his heart, Chen Zhaodi seemed a little weak when facing Liu Xinyu.

In other words, Hu Xuemei and Yang Nanzheng are both good sisters, so Fang Jizhen gave so many gifts.

Liu Xinyu asked in a low voice: "You give so much, does your Mr. Han have no objection?"

Fang Jizhen raised her head and glanced at Liu Xinyu, unable to hide the pride on her face. Liu Xinyu knew that the couple should have communicated.

Although she helped the two brides-to-be design and make wedding dresses, she still had to give them accompanying gifts.

Since Fang Jizhen has given one hundred, of course she can't be stingy, let's give it the same to both of them!
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