"Wait until your mommy passes the dangerous period of the first three months."
Chen Chen counted on his fingers: "There are still sixteen days."
"Um."
"Daddy, you shouldn't cause any trouble this time, just deliberately cause damage."
"You think I would do such a childish thing?"
Chen Chen nodded and said matter-of-factly: "Yes, if you didn't know how, Daddy, you wouldn't have stolen Mommy away from me in the middle of the night."
When Chen Chen talks about this, his heart is filled with resentment.
Daddy is so bad. Not only does he always steal mommy from him during the day, but he even steals mommy from him at night. How can there be such a daddy?
Rong Jiuci sneered, didn't this little guy know that seriously, he was the one who was in the way and superfluous between him and Murong Rong?
Rong Jiuci looked at Chen Chen who felt good about himself and decided not to bother with him too much because he was still useful.
The next day.
As soon as Murong Rong arrived at the studio, Ji Baibai came up to him with excitement: "Rong Rong, Rong Rong! I have to tell you some great news. All the thirty-three dresses we launched before are sold out!
Even in online stores, there are no women’s pairs of clothing left.
Forget it, I received several calls this morning, asking when our store will have new products?"
“How do you respond to customers?”
"Of course I said I want to be kind to you." Ji Baibai looked at Murong Rong longingly: "Rong Rong, do we want to have sex today?"
"don't want."
"Why? The current situation is very good."
"But this great opportunity is for Rong Jiuci, not our studio. Bai Bai, if we want to keep the business going for a long time, we have to rely on ourselves,"
"What you said makes sense, I'm too excited." Murong Rong's words were like a basin of cold water poured on Ji Baibai's head, making her calm down all of a sudden.
Ji Baibai patted his face: "Then what should we do now?"
Murong Rong thought for a while and said: "All the private orders are here, as for the clothes sold in the store yesterday."
She gritted her teeth and said, "I want to donate all those funds. Of course, the money is considered a personal donation, and it will be deducted from my share until it is deducted."
"What are you talking about? How can you bear this on your own? I am a partner of the studio? Don't even think about leaving me."
Murong Rong shook his head: "No. This is my own decision."
"Well, that's what I decided."
"Bai Bai, you don't have to do this." Yesterday's income from the studio was quite large. Even after deducting the cost and sharing it equally among the three people, Ji Baibai's hands would still be quite a sum of money.
"I know, if you donate all this money, you can definitely help more people." When Ji Baibai saw Murong Rong trying to persuade him, he said, "Murong Rong, I'm telling you, stop stopping me from doing good deeds.
It’s useless, I’ve already decided.”
After a pause, Ji Baibai said again: "I know what you are thinking, but it's really not that bad."
Although it is a big challenge for Shengkai to donate all yesterday's income, but fortunately, they have sold more than 500 sets of clothes before. After deducting the profits, the money they earned is almost
The revenue of the store yesterday.
Even if you donate everything, it will only be when you return to the studio and have not yet made any money.
But Ji Baibai doesn't worry about making money at all. Now that the popularity of the business is so high, she has received a few more deposits for high-end orders, and the studio will soon become prosperous.
"This matter needs to be discussed with Designer Su again."
"We've already discussed it. Moreover, this is Designer Su's proposal."
"That's good."
Jingle Bell--
The wind chime at the door rang, and Ji Baibai immediately smiled: "Welcome...Miss Song..."
Murong Rong turned around and saw Song Hongfeng walking in.
Murong Rong was a little surprised: "Miss Song, why are you here?"
Song Hongfeng said with a smile: "Rong Rong, why did you call me Miss Song again? Didn't we agree before? You want to call me Hongfeng, which is more intimate."
"Sorry, I was worried about offending you." Murong Rong smiled: "Hongfeng, why are you here now?"
"I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. I came here today to see you for something. Can I sit down inside and talk?"
Murong Rong invited Song Hongfeng to sit in the rest area, and Ji Baibai gave her a cup of chrysanthemum tea.
Song Hongfeng thanked her, took a sip of tea and said, "I would like to ask you to help me design a dress."
"Looking for me to design a dress? If I remember correctly, you are also a professional in this field."
"It seems that Rongrong still cares about me as a friend, and you actually know my past." Song Hongfeng looked very happy.
However, the expression on his face quickly darkened.
Song Hongfeng said: "If you have seen my works, you should know that the things I design have a very strong personal style, and anyone who knows me well can easily recognize them."
"Well, what's the problem?"
"Normally speaking, there is no problem. The person I want to send is my mother. Maybe you don't know that because of my ex-sister-in-law, my mother misunderstood me deeply. Now I will soon ask my mother to be fifty
It's her birthday, and I want to give her a dress as a birthday gift. But I'm afraid that she won't wear the dress I designed.
Now Rongcheng's daughter and ladies are proud to wear the dress you designed. After much thought, I came to you shamelessly. Rongrong, please don't refuse me."
Song Hongfeng's face was full of ardent pleading, which made even the most hard-hearted person reluctant to refuse.
Murong Rong really had no reason to refuse the business that came to her door.
"When do you want it?"
"Ten days. What do you think?"
Murong Rong thought for a while: "Okay."
Song Hongfeng was overjoyed and said a bunch of words of thanks. After that, she saw that it was getting late and said goodbye.
Murong Rong stood up to see him off. When he just walked out of the rest area, Ning Yichu came over and was about to show the newly written copy to Murong Rong. When he saw Song Hongfeng walking out with Murong Rong.
boom--
The document in Ning Yichu's hand fell heavily to the ground, but she didn't seem to hear it, staring straight at Song Hongfeng with her eyes.
Song Hongfeng noticed the gaze resting on her and turned to look over. When she saw an unfamiliar face, she averted her gaze.
She asked: "Rong Rong, is this an employee of your store?"
"Um."
Song Hongfeng did not ask further questions. In her opinion, Ning Yichu was just a stranger she met for the first time, and was not worthy of her taking a second look.
When Ji Baibai saw Ning Yichu standing there, he felt something was wrong and came over: "Ning Yichu, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Ning Yichu came back to his senses: "I just suddenly thought of a good idea and was a little stunned."
Ji Baibai believed it. She saw Ning Yichu's desperate efforts and advised her: "You don't need to be so tense. You should rest properly."
Ji Baibai put the documents he picked up into Ning Yichu's arms.
After Ning Yichu thanked him, he couldn't help but look at the door.