When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 542 Mr. Yang wants to buy a design

Tan Deming came closer to Tan You and said, "I think your father is confident now. You are so powerful that he doesn't have to point fingers at others and let something slip through your fingers."

Tan You raised an eyebrow: "Maybe. I feel a sense of accomplishment for being able to make them stand up straight. By the way, have you received the royalties?"

"Yes, I took your grandma to the post office to check it out last week." Tan Deming smiled and said, "It's a lot more than the last book. Did the royalties increase?"

"Hmm," Tan You started to get some clothes to change into. "I am a best-selling novelist, so it is reasonable for my royalties to increase. There is no need to talk about this, to avoid making others jealous."

"I understand. I'm the kind of person who doesn't keep a tight lid." Tan Deming helped Tan You close the door. "Hurry up and wash up. Your grandma has cooked porridge. Your dad said he'll bring back some steamed buns from town in the morning."

Tan You shrugged: "Okay, then I'll be happy and relaxed."

Tan Lin said he would be home at seven o'clock, but he always liked to leave early. Before half past six, he, Cheng Wenhui and Tan Yue had already sat down at the eight-immortal table in the living room.

"I brought you some buns. Knowing you want to lose weight, I bought a few with vegetable and shredded radish fillings," Tan Lin untied the plastic bag while showing off his treasures to Tan You. It seemed as if their identities were reversed.

"There are also leek dumplings. They are fried. You can't eat them, right?" Tan Lin put the dumplings in front of him and said, "Then I'll eat them."

Cheng Wenhui served Tan You a bowl of porridge: "You are not bad the way you are now. There is no need to be as thin as Tan Ying. Tan Ying is too thin."

Tan You raised her eyebrows slightly. This was the first time she heard such a compliment from Cheng Wenhui. If it was before, Tan You might be very happy, but now, Tan You just smiled faintly: "I know my limits, don't worry."

Tan Desheng also got up. He sat at the table, looked at Tan Lin, then at Cheng Wenhui, and finally at Tan You. He felt that the atmosphere here was extremely wrong.

But yesterday Tan You had already told him to his face that he was an outsider, and Tan You was the one in charge here, so it was difficult for him to ask the doubts in person.

Originally, Tan You thought that the return of Tan Lin and Cheng Wenhui today was the limit, but she never expected that before lunch, Tan Zhen actually came back with her grandson Chen Chen.

This was the first time that Tan You met Tan Zhen after the high school entrance examination. Perhaps because he had been away on a mission for too long, Tan Zhen had become a little vague in Tan You's memory.

Now when seeing Tan Zhen again, Tan You feels strange.

Chen Chen was not shy at all, and as soon as he got home, he called Tan You "Auntie". Tan You would not show a cold face to a child, so towards him and Tan Zhen, Tan You's expression was indifferent.

If she looked in the mirror, Tan You would find that her smile at this moment was exactly the same as Yi Ru's.

Cheng Wenhui whispered to Tan You: "Why did your aunt suddenly come back during the National Day holiday?"

Tan You was picking beans: "What's the big deal? They just came for Tan Desheng's money."

Cheng Wenhui thought about it and agreed: "Your second master is really something. When others say a few nice words, he spends money lavishly... This is not how you spend money. How can you live your life? Or are all rich people like this?"

"How can he be considered a rich man?" Tan You sneered, "It's nothing more than some extra money from selling the house. The richer the person, the more stingy he is. How can he be so easily taken advantage of?"

"He sees the money he spends, how many people will really remember his kindness, who knows, others might even laugh at him behind his back." Cheng Wenhui helped Tan You prepare the dishes and said a few words casually. Tan You was not happy to say more about Tan Desheng: "How is your work in the factory? Is Ding Lan dedicated?"

"Master Ding is fine," Cheng Wenhui also took the opportunity to change the subject. She no longer had to go out in the wind and sun, staying in the office all day, and with the skin care products bought for her by Tan You, Cheng Wenhui's condition has improved a lot.

"Speaking of Master Ding," Cheng Wenhui lowered her voice, "Boss Yang also asked me to ask you if you have designed any new clothing recently. Isn't it the season change? He wants to get more orders back."

Tan You understood. She wiped her hands and said, "Grandma, help me pick the vegetables. I'll come over to cook later. I have something to talk to my mom about."

Wang Hunu waved her hands. She wished that Tan You would take Cheng Wenhui away. She felt uncomfortable staying with Cheng Wenhui.

In Tan You's room, Tan You opened the wardrobe: "I made these during the summer vacation. Some of them were modified from old clothes. This woolen coat is for you, although it's not time to wear it yet."

Cheng Wenhui held up the purple woolen coat and asked, "Is it made for me?"

"Hmm," Tan You shrugged. "Grandma has so many clothes at the bottom of her closet. It would be a waste to throw them away. The fabric of this suit is good. I took it all apart and made you a coat."

"These sets are also made for you," Tan You rummaged through the closet and quickly pulled out four sets of autumn clothes. There were shirts, pants, and long-sleeved dresses, all with very regular styles and unique designs.

"They are all made of the fabrics that your grandmother used to wear. I really like the patchwork design, but it doesn't suit me. It's more suitable for office workers like you."

Cheng Wenhui felt bitter: "You made so much for me? How do you know how to make clothes?"

Tan You asked back: "Is this difficult? You will learn it as you watch."

Cheng Wenhui was speechless. She had been working for more than a month and had only learned the most basic operations. But her daughter, who had never worked in a garment factory for a day, could not only make clothes but also design them. How could she justify this?

Cheng Wenhui could only make excuses for herself: "You used to like making things by yourself, and you also liked watching others do things."

She couldn't think of any other reason except this.

Tan You was unwilling to explain further: "If Mr. Yang is interested in this, you can bring a few pieces to the factory later. Also, I want a sewing machine this time. As for the price, you two can discuss it."

Cheng Wenhui: "If he saw them, he would probably want all of them. I like them all, too."

Tan You didn't care: "Then you can talk among yourselves. Clothes are made to be worn. But don't bring anyone to your doorstep. Even if you want to talk, do it at night when there are too many people around."

Cheng Wenhui glanced at the living room and heard Tan Zhen's constant flattery. However, Tan Lin, who was usually very talkative, was particularly quiet in the living room at this moment.

"Your father no longer flatters your Second Master." Cheng Wenhui folded the woolen coat carefully. "He no longer needs to rely on your Second Master for help. He has his own support and speaks less."

Tan You: "I understand. If you don't want your family to live well, who would be willing to lower themselves to please others? I can understand why he was like that before. After all, it wasn't easy for you guys before."

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