It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

Thinking about all this, Li Cheng stood up from the sofa and said to the mascot, "It's getting late, I should take you home."

"what?"

Louise snapped out of her smug grin and quickly said, "But it's still very early."

"What do you mean 'early'? It's almost dark." Li Cheng stretched. "There's practically nothing at home, and I'm too lazy to cook. I've been eating out these past few days. I'm going to have dinner after I drop you off at home."

"Louise just sat down and had a cup of milk tea."

Louise tried to stay a little longer.

"Not one cup, but four cups, and four full cups at that, which made that silly little girl's stomach bloated. Her brother was so worried that he thought something terrible had happened and rubbed it for a long time, but in the end he just burped."

Li Cheng corrected him very carefully.

My brother is so annoying, bringing this up again.

Louise puffed out her cheeks in a huff, looking sullen... Very well, now she's become like a frog, finally filling in the gap between goldfish and ostrich as an amphibian. Darwin shed tears of satisfaction.

"Don't look like that, cheer up."

Li Cheng knew that Louise wouldn't be staying long, but it was indeed getting late, so he comforted her, "Now that you know where I live, isn't it easy for you to visit?"

"Besides, I promised you I'd move back in the next couple of days. I'll live right across the street from you then, so finding me will be just a street away."

Now that the cross-dresser said she had taken care of Anderson and there was no need to worry about being beaten up by a group of big men at the door, he naturally no longer had any objection to moving back.

On the contrary, there was Mrs. Hudson's free chef there, which saved him from having to go out to eat all the time, which was quite troublesome, although the restaurants in Paris were indeed much better than those in England.

The only problem is that the new landlord might think they have some serious illness and say they're not moving out after only a few days...

"Ah."

Louise's previous gloomy mood vanished instantly, and a bright, innocent smile appeared on her face.

So happiness for a little girl of this age is really simple.

I just need some good food, some fun activities, and ideally, I can see the person I like every day.

Without the complexities of worldly desires, and without the scheming and deceit—such a pure little girl is precious and needs to be carefully protected, lest she be tainted by the filth of the world.

Chapter 313 The Pants Moved

Time flies, and several more days have passed.

Purple Rose Street.

With no regard for returns on the initial investment, Li Cheng's originally small joint tailor shop quickly absorbed several shops on both sides and expanded into a comprehensive tailor club, employing a large number of highly skilled veteran tailors.

Many veteran tailors have been immersed in the garment industry for decades, and their skills in clothing design have become mature and complete. What they lack is just a little inspiration. Li Cheng provided a large number of clothing design styles of different styles, which just provided the creativity they needed most.

The vast majority of designs across all industries are based on mutual borrowing, with very little genuine innovation and more often micro-innovations within a general framework.

The same applies to clothing design.

Whenever Li Cheng provides a creative and trendy garment, these veteran tailors can use their skilled techniques to integrate their own ideas and make minor innovations, thus designing dozens or even hundreds of new outfits with similar styles but each with its own highlights.

After these garments were distributed to people of different backgrounds through various channels, these exquisite and creative clothes quickly came into the public eye, and the United Tailor Shop began to gain a reputation.

As the news spread, fashion magazines and newspapers began to report on the United Tailor Shop, and the clothing designed by the United Tailor Shop would truly become fashionable, sparking a trend of buying and imitation.

Then return to point qi and repeat the above steps once more.

Contributed by Li Cheng → Micro-innovations by veteran tailors → Increased fame → Magazine coverage → Trend formation.

Once this happens repeatedly, a virtuous cycle will form. After dominating the market, the joint tailor shop will gradually attract truly talented fashion designers to join. Their participation will increase innovation, further dominating the market, attracting talent, dominating the market, attracting talent...

After quantitative change leads to qualitative change, the joint tailor shop can finally break free from its dependence on Li Cheng for manuscripts and become an independent brand.

The above is Li Cheng's overall plan.

Due to time constraints, only a small portion has been implemented so far, but it is already on the right track.

As the foundation of the plan and his own business, Li Cheng has recently been spending his days at the United Tailor Shop overseeing things – lacking capable and reliable assistants, he has no choice but to work hard and go to the shop more often.

......

office.

Rather than sitting at the front desk and selling his face to customers, Li Cheng chose to have a room prepared to serve as his office, where he would go about his business and only be notified by knocking on the door when something important happened.

"Ok?"

Li Cheng was engrossed in composing something on the table, writing and drawing, when he suddenly felt someone step on his foot.

He looked down and saw two slender, long legs swaying gently under the table. Following the legs downwards, he found two light brown leather boots, which were undoubtedly the murder weapons.

"Busy guy, snap out of it?"

Hook rested his chin on his hand and asked calmly.

Li Cheng nodded: "What happened?"

Although Li Cheng was even forcibly kissed by this woman in front of Louise when he was dressed as a woman, his male self still seemed to be in an untouchable realm, as if the female Li Cheng and the male Li Cheng were two different people.

Therefore, physical contact remains prohibited. In situations like now, where he is too focused to be called, Hooker will more often choose to step on him with his foot—the kind that involves wearing boots.

"The first thing is that the purchase of fabrics and various garment-making materials, such as gold thread, gemstones, and silver ornaments, far exceeded the original budget. Prices in Paris are too high, and the funds we brought in are almost insufficient."

Hook placed a bill on the table as he spoke.

Li Cheng picked up the bill and flipped through it casually twice. Seeing that there were no problems, he put it aside for the time being: "I'll owe it for now. If it really doesn't work, I'll borrow from someone. I'll write to London later to urge them to send some more money over—the distance is a hassle. It should be better once the income and expenditure here are balanced. If only there were faster means of communication."

After grumbling for a moment, Li Cheng asked again, "Is there anything else?"

"The second thing."

Hook crossed his arms and said expressionlessly, "I think I need a better working environment, but your attire makes me a little uncomfortable—so could you change your clothes?"

"No."

Li Cheng also refused with a blank expression.

He was wearing a black double-breasted tuxedo with a black top and white brimmed hat today. Although it was quite conventional and there was room for improvement, the problem was that this woman wanted him to change into something completely different.

"no?"

"No."

"Hehehe."

Hook, who was rejected, sneered: "If you don't improve the working conditions, I'll go on strike. If you're so capable, go do your own thing."

Strikes are one of the most effective means of protest for workers, and also one of the most lethal non-violent acts, as has been proven many times throughout history—minimum wages and minimum working hours are not something that capitalists generously bestow upon workers.

Faced with such a powerful tool, Li Cheng, a capitalist, immediately softened his tone and began to try to communicate: "Ahem, didn't we agree on something before...?"

"I've changed my mind."

Hook stared directly into Li Cheng's eyes: "Compared to some experimental data, I've seen something more interesting."

Communication failed; this woman clearly only cared about her own interests.

"impossible."

Li Cheng had no choice but to firmly deny it: "If you insist on using non-cooperation as a condition, then I can only say I'm sorry."

He never expected that after the crossdresser stopped wanting to dress as a woman, he would attract another woman who wanted to dress as a woman, and she was also a woman who would occasionally act crazy.

Li Cheng still remembers the methods this man used to pursue Harley, and the legendary experience of waiting from five in the morning so as not to miss a meeting with Phillips. Just thinking about it makes his scalp tingle.

There's no need to rush to refuse.

Hook leaned forward, a mysterious smile curving his slightly pale lips: "If you were willing to change your clothes, maybe we could have some pleasant memories, like what happened not long ago..."

"I remember you looked like you were enjoying it, right? How did it feel to be forcibly kissed? Would you like to experience it again?"

"I refuse."

Li Cheng answered without hesitation.

If he were a bachelor who had been single for forty years and couldn't find a wife, he might try the forbidden play. But why should a young, promising married man sacrifice his dignity?

Haha, you silly girl, do you think I'm the kind of virgin who would fall in love at the slightest touch?

Li Cheng snorted inwardly and silently adjusted his pants.

The pants moved.

I'm not playing anymore.

To be honest, since his girlfriend is gone, he's been lonely for too long. Lately, he's even felt that sometimes, even if he's not doing anything, just sitting there with his legs crossed, he needs to change his posture.

Hook couldn't see what was happening under Li Cheng's table.

Seeing Li Cheng's tough attitude, she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Pity.

It seems unlikely that the sisters' rice bowl will be available.

As for the sibling rice bowl, which should have a pretty high success rate... Although Li Cheng in men's clothing is quite good-looking, the fact that he is male is something that Hook cannot accept physiologically, causing her to have an instinctive rejection, both physically and mentally.

Hook raised his eyelids, glanced at the handsome red-haired man in front of him, and let out a long sigh.

Pity.

Why is it a man?

Chapter 314 The Body Tells the Truth

Miss Hooker did not give up so easily.

She is someone who has transcended basic needs, a successful person who doesn't need to struggle for a living, a woman who lives only for her interests.

That's why Miss Hook so casually traveled from London to Paris, just to catch up with Halley, who was conducting research at the Paris Observatory, and to participate in the joint tailor shop project out of interest.

"Can't we discuss this?"

Hook propped his chin up and stared at Li Cheng in front of him, his eyes unblinking.

Li Cheng asked, puzzled, "Is a tattered piece of clothing really that important to you?"

Make sense.

Although Hook doesn't like men, her image is still considered acceptable by men.

She has had well-maintained skin since childhood, which is smooth and supple. The good genes inherited from her parents also give her a pair of slender and beautiful long legs, although her breasts may be a little small because she is on the thin side.