"Huh?" What did this guy say? Art designer? Know what an artist is?
"What are you staring at? Don’t you? "
“！ Ah! Do you know the artist? "
"Little door look at people look down on people! I graduated from college for two years and worked in a magazine. As far as what you have here is concerned, she will get it for you with her little finger. "
"Oh, that’s an artist. Can I afford this small temple?" The more he said that, the more Song Shifeng doubted that such conditions could be relegated to his small broken place. This guy won’t hear that he’s looking for someone to amuse him, will he
"Just say do you want it?"
"You bring me to see if you want to see the real thing." What if he didn’t dare to rebuff it even for fun? A dead horse is a living horse.
"I’ll bring someone in a couple of days." Zhang Aiguo said, and then he left without any pleasantries.
"I don’t want to work," Song Shifeng hated to emphasize.
"You just don’t call her attention!"
Pay attention? Something’s wrong. I’ll get up!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
A special gift.
I didn’t send it on purpose. I just stuffed a pack of newspapers into his arms and said, "Here you are."
Song Shifeng, pinch it at will. Two are fat and soft. What is it? He opened his eyes and froze on the spot.
A big bag of flaming wool balls lay quietly in the paper bag, quiet, peaceful, warm and hot.
Wool ball …
Chapter 4. Chapter 4
"This is for me?" He grinned for a moment and didn’t know which expression to put on.
"Hmm" Yan Dong made a sound in his nose …
"This, send me?" He grinned for a moment and didn’t know which expression to put on.
"Hmm" Yan Dong made a sound in his nose and then said as if to explain, "They say knitting scarves is warm." Red set him off. When he went back to the tailor’s shop next door, the suit was red, which was particularly beautiful. Then he was moved at the sight of this red wool.
I really didn’t control my hand and bought it.
Leaving after delivery, he secretly decided
Song Shifeng’s hands are sweating when he is warmed by wool at the moment, which shows that wool is good wool, but the problem is how strange it is for Yan Dong to send wool to another master.
Let him knit his own scarf? There are two or three catties of wool in this bag, not to mention scarves, sweaters and trousers, which are enough to knit a set.
"Don’t like it?" Yan Dong was so nervous that he was afraid that he would see something and deliberately make a so-called "I don’t like to let it go."
"Give it to me, it’s me, whether you like it or not!" Can he spit it out when he makes a dig and search sample and eats it in his mouth in Song Dynasty? Dream!
Yan Dong didn’t know when he got up, and his heart thumped. Song Shifeng’s wealth obsession made him laugh unconsciously.
Looking at Song Shifeng holding the wool ball and solemnly putting it in the box, Yan Dong felt happy even if he was at the bottom of the closet.
He just takes it.
It seems that there is no reason to stay. Yan Dong is reluctant to move his eyes and lift his legs.
"I haven’t asked you why it took so long this time?" Song Shifeng chatted casually. This guy left, and the hospital was too quiet for half a month.
I lifted my leg and let it go again. "I rested there for two days after the delivery, and I just pulled it back when there was a batch of wool." Yan Dong said that he was afraid that he would misunderstand, and quickly explained that "you are not a warehouse, but an acrylic thread, and you are cashmere."
"Even if it’s a library, I don’t dislike it." Song Shifeng teased, "I know it’s your heart."
The intention is to bring a stone back, which is also a friendship. It’s not his turn to dislike it.
Yan Dong knows that his mind is not his own, but he still can’t help but feel a little happy. When he is happy, he feels cheap again. Be swayed by considerations of gain and loss like a fool.
Stupid can’t control his heart.
I was secretly in love with Song Shifeng and went to class happily. I left this one to wash my face, pick up my messy mind and go out quickly. Besides being crushed in my heart, I have a secret crush on him, and I am also busy.
It’s said that I pulled back a batch of wool, not for others, but for myself. Now I have to get rid of it quickly.
Speaking of getting this batch of goods, Song Shifeng had a little credit. At that time, Yan Dong didn’t want to go back so soon, so he stayed in the local area for two more days. Then he found that it was rich in wool and wanted to bring it back to him. At that time, he never thought that there was anything wrong with sending a man wool, but he just saw something and wanted to buy it for him.
When picking goods and chatting, I got the news of the warehouse pressure, and then I asked a few more companies and found that 10% of the manufacturers here were unable to sell the goods in the warehouse.
In the past, it was a planned economy, and now it is going to change into a market economy. Many manufacturers can’t keep up with the previous things and don’t give up selling. They don’t know where to sell them, so they will press the goods.
Yan Dong suddenly used his brain to go through all the wool shops in a street and shop around to get a batch of goods.
When I got back to the car, I packed a car full of wool and acrylic fibers, which were cheap and bright in color.
When purchasing goods, Yan Dong thought it would be cheap, and acrylic thread would be sold in this small county town. If he took wool and cashmere, he would have a market to smash it.
Ask him how he knows what acrylic yarn is. Let’s put it this way, no one doesn’t know acrylic yarn these days. Ordinary people wear this kind of wool to knit sweaters!
When the car drove to the county seat, a stall was set up on the roadside to sell wool.
Off-season half-price sales are cheap, good-looking and affordable, and the quality is no problem. At one time, everyone flocked to most of the county girls, daughters-in-law, aunts and aunts.