The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

Manager Zhang looked nervous. "Don't misunderstand me. I want to discuss a cooperation with you. How about that?"

Jiang Tingxia: "Cooperation?"

The man immediately said, "I want to mass-produce these two children's clothes in our clothing factory and then put them on the market."

"I want to buy the designs of these two dresses."

In recent years, most of the clothes produced by garment factories have to be stored in warehouses, especially those for girls. If this continues, the factory will have to cut half of the children's clothing production lines and reduce production. If this continues, the workers' welfare will also decline, which is no small matter.

Manager Zhang was having a headache over this. He did market research for several months and finally discovered the problem: people were not satisfied with the styles of clothes. They wore almost the same clothes year after year. So what was the point in buying new clothes? Even the children had lost interest in buying new clothes.

Just now, he saw the clothes that Jin Xiaowen and Jin Xiaoyu were wearing, and his eyes were immediately attracted. He instantly thought of his two daughters at home. He suddenly had the idea of ​​buying two sets of such clothes for his daughters. He realized that such children's clothing design might be a new turning point.

I don’t know why, but the attire of this family is particularly pleasing to the eye. The clothes worn by the young woman and the three children are all very common colors and styles. Even though the cuts are a little different, they are not out of the ordinary, but they look very different when worn.

Seeing that the family in front of him did not seem excited because he wanted to buy clothing designs, he quickly said, "As long as you are willing to sell the clothing designs to me, I will give you a satisfactory price."

He held up five fingers. "Fifty bucks, how about that?"

Manager Zhang thought the family would agree immediately. After all, fifty yuan is equivalent to two months' salary for an ordinary worker.

However, Jiang Tingxia felt that the price was too low. Although she had no experience in selling clothing designs before, seeing how eager Manager Zhang was, she knew that a businessman would never do business at a loss. She knew that these two designs could bring him a huge return, but he only offered fifty yuan.

Jiang Tingxia said nothing, pulled Li Changpu's arm and was about to leave, and asked a few children to follow.

Li Changpu thought Jiang Tingxia didn't want to sell his design draft, so he said nothing and followed him away.

Jin Xiaowen and Jin Xiaobao looked conflicted. "Aunt, he said he would give 50 yuan."

Jin Xiaobao looked painful, "That's a lot of money, don't you want it?"

Jiang Tingxia hissed and whispered, "Don't talk, just walk forward. He will raise the price."

Li Changpu understood that Jiang Tingxia didn't want to sell the design draft, but was not satisfied with the price.

After they walked a few steps, they heard the man calling them, "Don't go."

Jiang Tingxia smiled smugly and reminded the people around him, "Don't laugh. Act like you're reluctant so I can negotiate the price."

After hearing this, Jin Xiaowen nodded immediately, stopped smiling, and covered the youngest girl, Jin Xiaoyu, who looked excited.

Manager Zhang came over and asked, "Then tell me, how much are you willing to sell it for?"

Jiang Tingxia had a calm expression on his face and said, "Three hundred."

Manager Zhang exclaimed, this is really too much.

Not only Manager Zhang, but Jin Xiaowen and Jin Xiaobao also looked unhappy on the surface, but they all shouted in unison, "Three hundred!"

"How dare you, Auntie!"

The two looked at Manager Zhang anxiously, fearing that he would be scared away by the price.

Manager Zhang hesitated for a while, his eyes reluctantly fell on Jin Xiaowen and Jin Xiaoyu's clothes, and finally said with a look of heartache: "Okay, three hundred is three hundred."

Manager Zhang left an address and asked Jiang Tingxia to go to the garment factory to discuss the matter with him.

After Manager Zhang left as if he had been drained of all his strength, Jin Xiaowen and Jin Xiaobao revealed their ecstatic expressions, "Great!"

"Aunt, he really agreed."

"Three hundred dollars, that's a lot of money."

Li Changpu also looked at Jiang Tingxia and smiled, with pride in his eyes, and praised him generously, "Great, you've earned more than my two-month salary in just a moment."

Jiang Tingxia raised his chin and said proudly, "That's right, don't you see who I am?"

It wasn't for the three hundred yuan. His design draft was bought by someone for a large price. For Jiang Tingxia, this sense of accomplishment and recognition was more important than money.

Jiang Tingxia patted Jin Xiaoyu's head and said, "It's my aunt's treat today, you can eat whatever you want."

The three children were running and jumping in front of them happily, while Jiang Tingxia and Li Changpu were walking slowly behind them. Jiang Tingxia saw a shadow on the road, took two quick steps and stepped on Li Changpu's shadow, then looked at Li Changpu who seemed to be distracted and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Li Changpu saw that she was being naughty and smiled, "I was wondering how you are so powerful."

He counted on his fingers and said, "Translator, teacher of the art troupe, and the designer just now, you have three roles at the same time."

"If you do the math, you earn a lot more than I do."

Jiang Tingxia looked at him, "Why, do you feel inferior because you feel inferior to a little girl like me as a man?"

Li Changpu just smiled, "That won't happen."

How narrow-minded he must be then.

Li Changpu pretended to be depressed and said, "It's just that I'll be disappointed if you don't use my money."

Jiang Tingxia hummed in confusion and tilted his head to look at him, "Your money?"

Li Changpu realized that he had said the wrong thing and was about to explain, but Jiang Tingxia poked his shoulder and said, "You miscalculated. I'm a very busy man. In addition to these three jobs, I have another one."

Li Changpu asked, "What else?"

Jiang Tingxia turned her head to one side and raised her face high, "I'll be your wife."

She asked, "Don't you get paid to be your wife?"

Seeing Jiang Tingxia being so arrogant but saying sweet words between the lines, Li Changpu was so happy that he reached out to hug her.

Jiang Tingxia dodged immediately, ran a few steps forward, turned back to look at him, and said seriously: "You will pay for the meal later."

She blinked her eyes and said, "In order not to make you feel disappointed, I will treat you and you pay."

"Yes," Li Changpu walked over, put his arm around Jiang Tingxia's shoulders, and praised, "No one else is as considerate as my wife."

"Humph, that's good if you know."

……

"Ting Xia, it's another letter for you."

Zhou Yingying came in with a stack of letters. Knowing that Jiang Tingxia would not read them, she stuffed them into her drawer and teased, "You have received so many letters. You can take them home to fuel the fire."

Although Jiang Tingxia was a behind-the-scenes worker, because of her performance with Zhou Yingying at the base, Jiang Tingxia was very popular in the art troupe. Some people even came to see her specially. She became famous overnight. Everyone spread the word that there was a beautiful girl in the art troupe, and she received a lot of letters because of this.