The Age of Rebirth: The down-and-out Bai Fumei counterattacks the art troupe

Chapter 138 Jade Knuckles

Li Jingyuan straightened his sitting posture, clasping the wall of the cup with his jade-like knuckles. The wind blew by, and the shadows of the curtains beside the window were floating randomly. His whole body was surrounded by the mottled light and shadow, and his posture was still flowing, which was considered to be polite and thoughtful. An elegant template.

If Lu Changcheng sees it, he will understand that if there is still a vocabulary of family members, Li Jingyuan is definitely the best example.

Bright as the bright moon, as graceful as the breeze.

"If you want to sell, you won't be able to do it like this." Since Li Jingyuan decided to fulfill his junior sister's wish, he would never make her embarrassed or unhappy elsewhere.

But he still wanted to tell Shen Chunan his experience from a long-term perspective.

Shen Chunan naturally knew that her senior brother wanted to teach her. She sat up slightly and stopped spinning the pen in her hand.

Maybe it was because the autumn night was a little bit cold, so Li Jingyuan coughed a few times.

"The unit price you set is too expensive, junior sister."

His shoulders and back were straight, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the sky which was much better than that of the provincial capital.

The bookishness cannot hide the sharp edges.

Once upon a time, Li Jingyuan also loved calligraphy. Compared with his business qualities, his literary ability may be higher.

But all these were wiped out when he grew up and had to inherit the family business.

But he also absolutely refused to admit that his young study time could not help him.

This also created his unique and contradictory charm in life.

He sat quietly, his face no longer laughing and joking with Shen Chunan. The Lenin suit modified his figure well, and his eyes were like a ball of sticky ink.

"It would be acceptable if the unit price was set within twenty. In fact, your clothes are beyond the affordability of many people."

In the 70s, the monthly salary of a projectionist was 30 yuan, and that of a first-level mechanic was only 35 yuan. Shen Chunan's price was already beyond the affordability of most people.

"I plan to buy fifty or sixty." Shen Chunan said.

With so much material, she finally positioned herself within a reasonable range.

It won’t make most people grit their teeth and feel they can’t afford it, nor will it be too cheap. A T-shirt in 70 cost ten yuan, which everyone would think was expensive. However, because Shen Chunan planned to pursue a high-end style in this life, he was naturally unwilling to compromise on price.

Some people prefer to make their own clothes out of cloth because they are too expensive.

Li Jingyuan actually felt that it was a bit expensive, just like himself. Although both the Li family and the Shen family were born into wealth, and he had countless money at his disposal, even if he wanted to buy this piece of clothing that was equivalent to two or three months of other people's wages, he still had to think about it. For a while, he was afraid that others would say that he was arrogant and extravagant.

"Can't it be lowered a little?" Li Jingyuan asked. After trying to figure out the current prices, he still found it very difficult.

If this was not his junior sister, he would have wanted to ask anyone else what kind of dream he had that could be so whimsical.

The assistant never expected that while he, Lu Changcheng and the others were trying their best to find the factory director, the factory director would be having a good chat with his junior sister.

He looked over and over for all the places that the factory director might have agreed with him.

Lu Changcheng tried to persuade him to rest quickly several times.

She gave him a glass of water, and seeing that he was sweating profusely from anxiety, he comforted him, "How about taking a rest first?"

Assistant Shang Ping's tears could almost come from his eyes. Seeing the amiable and steady look of Lu Changcheng and the other two people, he finally felt better. He looked around every corner and even looked away from Lu Changcheng, "He Where can I go?”

(End of this chapter)