Veteran Hong Kong stars reorganize the Chinese entertainment industry.

"Would you mind if I used these photos as the store's logo? I feel that whether it's men's, women's, children's, or styles for a family of three, using your three photos would be perfect."

Liu Zhongze didn't mind, Liu Yiyi didn't understand, only Lin Luoying argued: "You're using us as free advertising, what benefit do we get?"

Sometimes it's not that girls can't afford to pay, but rather that they crave the feeling of making a small profit.

The boss made a nine gesture to Lin Luoying, and Lin Luoying returned the favor with a six.

The boss raised an eyebrow and held up an eight-finger gesture, but Lin Luoying still used six, unwilling to change.

Left with no other option, the owner spoke up: "We are an independent clothing studio, and every garment is handmade. Perhaps you think the labor costs are already very cheap, but in my eyes, every garment is worth the price."

"My bottom line is 30% off. If it's any higher, I'll have to give up on the idea and look for other more suitable targets."

Lin Luoying curled up the corners of her mouth, like a kitten with its tail held high, her smugness evident in her expression.

"Wrap it up, and send me a copy of the photos later."

After Lin Luoying and the boss finished their discussion, Liu Zhongze came over and asked in a low voice, "You're not thinking of posting Yiyi on the platform too, are you? She's still young, and it's not good for her to have too much attention right now."

Lin Luoying smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, our account will only post our stuff. You even said you wanted to bring Yiyi over to make videos, but I didn't agree, okay?"

"That's good."

Liu Zhongze didn't want to buy clothes, but under Lin Luoying's glare, he had no choice but to buy them. When he paid the bill, he was almost shocked.

The clothes I bought this time cost more than two thousand yuan. It's fair to say that neither the shirts nor the long skirts were cheap.

Liu Zhongze really wanted to remind Lin Luoying that she had been deceived, but looking at Lin Luoying's proud little expression, he ultimately chose not to speak.

Before leaving, he bought two down jackets, but this time Liu Zhongze negotiated the price himself.

"These clothes are only worth a few dozen yuan at wholesale prices in Huacheng. The boss's money-making methods are amazing. Even with a 30% discount, he's still making a fortune."

The shop owner never expected that among the three people, the only one skilled at bargaining would be Liu Zhongze.

"Oh, boss, you know our clothes are handmade, every piece is exquisite, and they're worth the price..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Zhongze said softly, "How can handmade clothes come in three sizes, small, medium, and large? Boss, don't try to fool me."

The middle-aged woman gave an awkward smile and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I'll sell you this down jacket for a bargain price, please be lenient, handsome."

"Down?" Liu Zhongze picked up the label, examined the details of the down jacket more closely, and asked, "Isn't it made of duck down?"

The boss was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself: How come this guy knows more about these things than I do?

"Alright, alright, consider these two down jackets as a lucky draw prize."

Liu Zhongze held up the two down jackets and said with a smile, "Thank you then."

For Liu Zhongze, spending money is not just about getting the most out of it; sometimes, if money can buy happiness for the people around him, then he will also feel that it is worthwhile.

He grew up in hardship and poverty, and with empty pockets, he didn't really have a concrete concept of money.

"Why did it take so long?"

As Lin Luoying complained, Liu Zhongze had already draped a white down jacket over her shoulders.

"Have you forgotten why we came here just because you see nice clothes?"

Liu Zhongze shoved a pink down jacket onto Liu Yiyi's head, making the little girl glare at him angrily.

A gust of cold wind quickly extinguished the anger in Liu Yiyi's heart. She quickly put on her clothes and pretended that nothing had happened.

While they were living their ordinary lives, Jiang Yue, who wanted to be best friends with Thomson, was getting increasingly annoyed.

When she got home, Zhang's mother was the first to notice that something was wrong with her. She was so happy when she went out in the morning, so why did she look so aggrieved and angry when she came back in the evening?

"Miss Jiang, what happened? Tell Zhang Ma, and Zhang Ma will give you some advice."

"Need not."

Jiang Yue, unusually, didn't whine or act cute. Instead, she rushed into her room and started shouting and yelling. Even through the door, Zhang Ma could hear everything clearly.

Jiang Yue would often complain to Zhang Ma about her minor grievances in daily life, but if Zhang Ma fell silent, it usually meant that something serious had happened.

"Ms. Lin, Ms. Jiang seems a bit unhappy. I asked her what happened, but she ignored me. Do you think we need to come over?"

"Okay, you'll come later, right? Then I'll go back later tonight."

"It won't be any trouble, Ms. Lin."

After Zhang Ma hung up the phone, she waited for more than half an hour before finally seeing Jenny Lin push the door open and come in.

Is Yueyue in her room?

"Yeah, he was just venting his frustration inside."

Jenny Lin took out five hundred yuan and said, "Consider this overtime pay for this half hour, Sister Zhang. Just consider it as buying some food for the child."

"Thank you, I'll be going now."

After watching Zhang Ma leave, Jenny Lin went to Jiang Yue's door and gently knocked: "Yueyue, it's me."

The noise in the room suddenly stopped. When the door opened, Jenny Lin saw a flushed, cool face. She subconsciously placed her palm on Jiang Yue's forehead.

"It's so hot, do you have a cold?"

Jenny Lin checked the temperature inside the room and found that the air conditioner was set to a comfortable temperature, or even a bit warm.

"The air conditioner at home isn't broken. Did you catch a cold while you were outside? I'll call a doctor right now."

Jiang Yue quickly stopped her, saying, "No...no, I don't have a cold, I'm perfectly healthy."

"and you?"

Jenny looked Jiang Yue up and down, then suddenly sighed, "My daughter has grown up, so I won't bother you any longer."

"What are you thinking about, Mom!" Jiang Yue looked at Jenny Lin with a coquettish smile, her blush spreading to her ears. She said, "I just encountered something rather strange."

Jiang Yue tried to explain the matter in simple terms.

When Jenny heard her daughter being called a vixen and heard what she had been thinking, she wanted to make a phone call to have He Qian fire Liu Zhongze. As for the losses, it was just a matter of her signing a document.

But as she listened, Jenny Lin couldn't help but laugh. Both she and Jiang Yue's father were shrewd and calculating people; she didn't know how they had raised this girl to be so naive.

She tried to make friends with someone, but ended up making a mess of the relationship. Not only that, she ended up letting the other person take advantage of her. The worst part is that this girl thought she had won the argument and that she had won the fight.

"You silly girl, do you need your mother to stand up for you?"

"No, please. I handled things poorly today. I'm already reflecting on my actions in my room. Let's not cause any more trouble for others."

Jenny only shows her motherly tenderness when she is with Jiang Yue.