Age control group? The top student is reborn and wins.

Before Song Chuyu could answer, Zhang Hongmei snatched the blueprint from Yao Zhenhua, looked through it quickly, and said with a sullen face,

"The most we can give as a dowry now is two quilts, sheets, and a thermos. How can we really give a set of furniture with 72 legs? You don't give us a penny of the betrothal money, but you still want such a good dowry? You are dreaming!"

Song Chuyu ignored Zhang Hongmei and just stared at Yao Zhenhua, saying calmly,

"I am marrying into the Shen family, not into the countryside. On the wedding day, half of the prominent people in Jiacheng will come. If you think it's not shameful to give me a shabby dowry, then I have no objection.

On the day of my wedding, everyone will find out that the daughter of the deputy director of the furniture factory does not have a decent set of furniture as a dowry. Those who come to the wedding will not say anything to my face, but they will definitely tell others about it as a joke. Then..."

What Song Chuyu described was so vivid that Yao Zhenhua shuddered all over just thinking about that scene.

He can't afford this shame!

Yao Zhenhua yelled at Zhang Hongmei with an ugly expression,

"Shut up! Chu Yu is right. I am the deputy director of a furniture factory, but I don't even give my daughter a set of furniture as a dowry. How can I hold my head up in front of my in-laws, the Shen family, in the future!"

"Yes, yes, my sister is marrying into the Shen family, and our family cannot lose face. It's not like Yao Jingxue went to the countryside, and no one cared whether she had a dowry or not.

Dad, you have to make these furniture for my sister carefully, using the best wood. When they are finished, put them in the Shen family on the wedding day. Such novel and beautiful furniture will amaze everyone who sees it, and you can also stand out from the crowd!"

Song Xiaoye also joined in with a smug look on his face, and did not forget to drag Yao Jingxue down, which made Zhang Hongmei so angry that she wanted to scratch him to death again.

Song Xiaoye's words really hit the spot for Yao Zhenhua.

What he values ​​most is his face, and this set of furniture with unique and outstanding design will definitely make him proud.

"Chu Yu, you haven't told me yet, who designed this? Dad wants to meet him so that we can communicate if we have any questions."

Yao Zhenhua asked with a smile while holding the drawing.

"This is..." Song Xiaoye looked at Song Chuyu and was about to speak with pride.

"This was designed by one of Grandpa's former apprentices. He sent it to me some time ago. He hates you and doesn't want to see you. You can ask me if you have any questions."

Song Chuyu interrupted Song Xiaoye and took over the conversation, not giving Yao Zhenhua any face at all and speaking harshly and bluntly.

Yao Zhenhua's face turned pale, he clenched his fists and unclenched them, swallowing his anger.

"Okay, then I won't ask."

When Yao Zhenhua thought of those people who left the furniture factory because of trouble he took over, he became so angry that his teeth itched.

"If you want to use this design to make furniture later, you have to pay the design fee. If you pay more, I can help you to intercede and give you good design drawings in the future. Otherwise, he will sue you for infringement."

Song Chuyu continued.

Song Xiaoye looked at her sister in amazement and admiration. Her sister was really smart. She could get money again like this.

"Two hundred yuan! Is that too much?" Yao Zhenhua said unhappily.

"Okay, I'll write to ask later. Although I don't work in the factory, I want to buy so many design drafts for 200 yuan, haha... Forget it, I'd better not ask, otherwise I will be blamed."

Song Chuyu smiled sarcastically.

"...at most five hundred yuan!" Yao Zhenhua said gritting his teeth.

In fact, even if he had to pay, it would not be paid out of his own pocket, but by the factory. However, he just didn't want to pay those people a normal price.

However, these design drafts were so good that Yao Zhenhua didn't want to miss them, so he had to bow his head.

Song Chuyu suppressed the smile on her lips and said lightly that she would write a letter to ask.

When Song Xiaoye heard the price, he quickly turned around and covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud, lest he be exposed.

After the deal was done, Yao Zhenhua went to the factory with the drawings.

Time was tight, so he planned to live and eat in the factory for the next ten days.

It just so happened that he didn't want to see Zhang Hongmei's gloomy face, and he didn't want to hear about Yao Jingxue's troublesome and money-losing story.

-

Daliu Commune, Xiaoxing Village.

Yao Jingxue got off the bus carrying a heavy green luggage bag. She walked less than a mile on the bumpy dirt road in her leather shoes and sprained her ankle.

Yao Jingxue sat on the ground, her face pale with pain and her eyes full of tears.

But when she thought about the good days in the future, she did not regret it. She kept cheering herself up, saying that it was okay, as long as she saw Ren Feng, the suffering would only be temporary.

She got married first and fell in love later, suffered first and then enjoyed happiness!

"Comrade, are you okay? Is your foot injured?"

When Yao Jingxue heard the voice, she looked up and saw a man wearing a military green shirt and pants.

His skin is wheat-colored, not fair at all, but he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his arms are muscular, giving him an overwhelming sense of strength.

When Yao Jingxue saw him, she was filled with great surprise and her heart began to beat fast.

It turned out to be Ren Feng!

She had seen him many times in her previous life, but they were all on TV and in magazines. At that time, he was dressed in a suit and tie, exuding an air of nobility and success.

When Yao Jingxue thought about what this man would look like in the future, she trembled with excitement, and she was filled with joy when she looked at his present self.

Fortunately, she was still rational, so she pretended not to know him and said pitifully,

"I sprained my ankle. I want to go to Xiaoxing Village to find Ren Feng. Can you give me a ride?"

"I am Ren Feng, who are you?"

"Really? You are Ren Feng, and I am Yao Jingxue, the one you are engaged to. We are so destined to be together. You showed up when I needed help the most. Ren Feng, we are destined to be together."

Yao Jingxue immediately shouted in surprise, her eyes sparkling and watery, her whole body bright and shining as if glowing. Ren Feng was stunned. He was amazed by her appearance and even more aroused by her words. His heart beat faster.

This pretty girl turned out to be his future wife, and just as the matchmaker had said, she was very satisfied with the match and wanted to marry him.

Ren Feng couldn't help laughing. He put the bicycle aside and squatted down to check Yao Jingxue's sprained foot.

"There are no broken bones, it's not serious. I'll apply some medicated oil on you when we get back. Keep moving less, and you'll be healed in three or four days." Ren Feng said to her.

"Yeah. Ren Feng, you are really amazing. You even understand foot injuries." Yao Jingxue blushed and looked at him shyly, her face and eyes full of admiration.

This man is strong, capable, and caring. He is a thousand times better than Shen Jinhua.

Fortunately, she was reborn, and such a good man is hers.

Ren Feng blushed and without saying anything, he helped her up and put her bag on the front beam first.

After she sat down, Ren Feng felt her small hands tightly around his waist, and his scalp went numb.

"Ahem, sit tight, let's go."

Yao Jingxue responded sweetly, holding Ren Feng along the way, feeling his strong body, and smiling sweetly.

However, half an hour later, Yao Jingxue could no longer laugh...