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Chapter 142 Don't make people laugh at the old disrespect

"So what? They are in the south, and we are in the north. The weather in the south is hot and there is no need for winter clothing, but in the north, the weather changes all year round. Our market prospects are far greater than theirs."

Su Han is a businessman. When it comes to business, he only values ​​his own interests. He doesn't want to make any other plans for the time being.

"That's true, but your clothes are just clothes. You don't have your own brand. The company has just started. If you don't know the details of the other party, you can't be too greedy.

You have to know that if your sister can think of it, the other party can also think of it."

Yang Lina's words were like thunder, exploding on Su Han's head.

She admitted that in the eyes of others, she currently has no education, let alone qualifications, and it is a bit unrealistic to want a businessman to trust her with just a few clothes.

Yang Lina didn't know what Su Han was thinking. After saying these words, she went back to do her own thing.

Su Han once again felt that Yang Lina was beyond appearances and looked petite and weak, but in fact there were too many mysterious things in her head. Su Han was once again attracted by the mysterious color of Yang Lina.

This woman is careless when she is happy, but calm and calm when she is serious, with a long-term vision.

If you think about it carefully, what she said is reasonable and reasonable. Even I, as the boss, did not realize the seriousness of this point.

In fact, Yang Lina is worried that if the other party also wants to produce these clothes, the market will reach a certain level of saturation.

Of course, she wasn't worried about copyright issues, she was just worried that the other party's surname was An.

If it's really what you think, it's better to leave a way.

Seeing Su Han's back disappear, Yang Lina rubbed her right eye, which had been beating wildly early in the morning, and turned around to pick vegetables.

I promised Su Han that I would help, and that I would also cook meals for the staff.

Yang Lina didn't know how much benefit her drawings could bring to Su Han, but she was sure to make money.

As for the salary, let Su Han pay it himself.

Su Han's car drove to the entrance of the farmer's market. Probably because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, there were a lot of people at the entrance of the market and the traffic was a bit congested.

Su Han stopped the car wearing sunglasses, lit a cigarette for himself, and waited patiently for the person in front of him to give way.

At the entrance of the farmer's market, Mr. Wang was wearing a military green patched top, a pair of whitened blue trousers, and a pair of Jiefang shoes on his feet. When he passed the fruit stall at the entrance of the farmer's market, he asked Yang Lina

At the Liangpi stall, the fruit owner pointed impatiently in the direction, and his mouth seemed to be saying something dissatisfied.

There were noisy people around, and Su Han was sitting in the car, holding a cigarette between his fingers and resting it comfortably on the window, and his eyes fell on Old Man Wang curiously.

Su Han thought, this old man really likes to be clean. Although his clothes are a little shabby, they are still clean.

The road was clear, Su Han regained consciousness, started the car and left.

When Old Man Wang came to the cold skin stall, his eyes widened when he looked at the people sitting on the stools. His whole body felt hot and his Adam's apple moved.

The little daughter-in-law is thin and delicate, not as fat as others said. Her watery eyes are bright and sparkling, and she does not look like a married person.

Looking at it this way, she looks like a big girl with yellow flowers.

Old Man Wang was so excited that he sped up his pace uncontrollably, walked over and sat down on the long bench, grinning silly at the person in front of him.

There were many customers at the moment, and Wang Lan, who was sitting at the cold skin stall, always felt like someone was staring at her, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

While Wang Lan was mixing cold skin for the guests, she inadvertently raised her head to ask the people sitting down what they were eating and whether they wanted to add spicy pepper.

It didn't matter if she didn't raise her head, but raising her head made her hair stand on end.

I saw an old man in his fifties drooling, staring directly at her body, and licking his lips.

Wang Lan had a soft temper, and when the cup man stared at her like this, her face suddenly turned red. She didn't even bother to wipe off the oil stains on her hands, and pulled her clothes down.

"What do you eat?"

I saw people sitting down for a long time, staring at me without saying anything about what they wanted to eat.

"Daughter-in-law...Daughter-in-law, I'm here to see you."

Old Man Wang bared his yellowed teeth and stuttered a bit.

The young man who was eating the cold noodles at the side heard Old Man Wang calling the little girl in front of him, his wife. He turned to look at Old Man Wang, and all the cold noodles in his mouth spurted out.

The cold skin stained with red oil stuck to Old Man Wang's cheeks and collar, which looked very funny.

"What did you call her?"

The young man looked at Old Man Wang with disgust and disdain in his eyes.

"Daughter-in-law, my wife."

Ah, this is an old cow that can chew grass. Someone with such virtue is actually married. This old man doesn't look like a rich man.

"You...you are talking nonsense, who is your wife?"

Wang Lan almost burst into tears. Since she was in elementary school, her mother has told her that she is not allowed to talk to boys in school. She doesn’t even have a boyfriend.

Where did... where did the clown come from?

"Hey! My surname is Yang. If your mother takes my money and you cross the river and burn the bridge, are you still a human being?"

As Old Man Wang said this, he grabbed Wang Lan's wrist and Wang Lan screamed in fright.

"Let me go. I don't know you. Help, help."

Wang Lan struggled, trying to pull back her wrist. The more she struggled, the tighter Mr. Wang pulled her.

Hello Chen Er'e!

Hello Yang Lina!

After receiving my money, you want to turn against the person and treat the person like a monkey?

I thought you were sincerely trying to help me, but I didn't expect you were just trying to defraud me of money.

Now that he wants to pay back the money, he doesn't intend to take it anymore. He wants a wife.

Anyway, everyone in the village knows about this. Do you, the old Yang family, still have any face?

Old Man Wang was about to smash the jar, but with a fierce look on his face, he grabbed Wang Lan's wrist and refused to let go.

Zhang Cuiyun on the side was busy making steamed buns for the customers and didn't pay much attention to the cold skin stall. At this moment, she heard Wang Lan's scream and quickly pushed through the crowd and walked over.

"It's no use calling for help. The King of Heaven is here today, and you are also my wife. No matter what, you have to go back with me today."

Old man Wang spoke with righteousness and was not afraid of embarrassment.

The more people there are, the better it is for him.

"Who do you think is your wife? At such an old age, when will a girl become your wife? It's a daydream."

Zhang Cuiyun stood aside and listened to the news. When he appeared, he helped Wang Lan take her hand out of Old Wang's hand and protected her tightly behind him.

Wang Lan swallowed even more sadly.

When you have grown up to this age, when did you suffer such great grievances?

She has never seen who this person is.

An old scoundrel called his wife and grabbed his clothes.

Wang Lan was too scared to cry loudly, and held Zhang Cuiyun's arm tightly with both hands.

"Who do you think is not ashamed? Don't get involved in it if it's none of your business."

Old Wang waved impatiently and tried to reach past Zhang Cuiyun to grab Wang Lan's hand again.

"I'm telling you, you are getting older too. Don't make fun of others for being disrespectful. This little girl doesn't know you at all. You can't even think of taking him away."

Zhang Cuiyun put her hands on her hips and showed no signs of timidity towards Old Man Wang.


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