Read Novel Full Chapter 903: Can I Come See You?
Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Can I Come See You?
"Sister, don’t worry, I will take care of myself," Sun Rou promised. Not only was Sun Qing worried, but Sun Rou was concerned too. If anything were to happen to her health, it would be a worry for Daddy, Mom, and Sister.
So, for Daddy, Mom, and Sister, Sun Rou would also take good care of her health.
Sun Rou spent a lot of time finding the right shop. After searching for ten days, she set her eyes on a store, but because of the price, she visited three times before finally agreeing to it.
The rest was relatively simple. Little Angel Children’s Clothing would have the same unified decoration style as Mingyue Clothing. After getting the design sketches from Tang Yue, including photos, Sun Rou’s next task was to find someone to decorate the shop that way.
By early December, Sun Rou had completed the shop’s decoration. Tang Yue went to see it, and the shop looked very nice, with a touch of innocence — absolutely the most eye-catching among children’s clothing stores.
Wangjiang County had already shipped the goods to Jing City. When the clothes arrived, Tang Yue went to check them out again. After all, being Jing City’s first children’s clothing store, Tang Yue was naturally concerned. When the clothes were hung, the lighting made each piece of clothing look especially attractive.
"Tang Yue, these clothes are really beautiful," Sun Rou said, looking at the clothes, feeling that every piece of baby clothing looked extremely nice, especially the little dresses for baby girls. It made her, someone not married or in a relationship, want a daughter.
"I think they look nice too."
Tang Yue looked proud. Designer Guan was good, but among them were also many of her works, especially the little dress Sun Rou liked, which was designed by her.
On the opening day, there were many visitors. Among them was Zhao Xiangqian, who shamelessly came. His gaze frequently landed on Sun Qing, and the intention was obvious.
Tang Yue helped sell clothes, busy as a spinning top.
When Zhang Hualian and Mo Xiaolin brought Zaozao and Chenchen over, seeing the shop’s scene, they couldn’t help but marvel, "Business is good, I understand, but the business is too good, isn’t it?"
"Xiao Yue’s designs are really nice," Mo Xiaolin said, pointing at a little yellow dress. "Look, isn’t that yellow dress beautiful? If Chenchen wears it, it’ll definitely look good."
"And that gray coat looks nice too."
Standing outside, Zhang Hualian pointed at a coat worn by a little boy, feeling the impulse to buy the clothes just by pulling on the glass case.
"Sun Qing, I bought lunch for you all, eat quickly," Zhao Xiangqian, a man who couldn’t sell clothes, helped with errands. Eventually, he realized he was only making things more hectic, so he wisely went out early to buy lunch.
Zhao Xiangqian excelled at this, balancing meat and vegetables, with hot meals just right to relieve their urgent hunger as they were busy and forgot to eat.
"I’m really hungry," Sun Rou, smelling the food aroma, realized her stomach was growling, and her voice was hoarse.
"Thank you, how much is it? I’ll pay you," Sun Qing took the food and asked about the price.
Zhao Xiangqian originally intended to say not to pay, but as Sun Qing began counting money, he paused and said, "Twenty dollars."
Sun Qing quietly glanced at the five dishes and one bowl of soup on the table, wondering how it could be only twenty dollars?
Did he think she was a fool?
"Eat, I’m hungry too," Tang Yue casually sat down to eat, wanting to help Zhao Xiangqian a bit. After feeding the child, she let Zhang Hualian and Mo Xiaolin leave, while she stayed to help.
To Tang Yue, this children’s clothing store carried special meaning, so she wanted to help on its opening day.
Even Wei Jiajia came in the morning. However, because Tuantuan was reluctant, she left with Zhang Hualian at noon.
Fortunately, the three of them and three kids made good company.
Tang Yue, Sun Qing’s sisters, plus the staff and Zhao Xiangqian, five people, six dishes, with generous portions, meat, and vegetables in balance, costing at least thirty or forty bucks.
By the small table, Tang Yue and the others began eating, inviting Zhao Xiangqian to join. Though he took only a little, he ate alone in the corner, letting them enjoy more, anticipating more customers could arrive.
They were busy until evening. Tang Yue hadn’t stood for this long or spoken this much in a while, her voice hoarse. Dinner was brought by Tang Zhengde, treating them for the day.
Sun Qing constantly wanted to pay, but Tang Yue refused to take it. Thinking about it, Sun Qing decided not to say more, silently keeping the gesture in her heart.
"Zhao Xiangqian, here’s forty dollars," Sun Qing passed the money forward, saying, "We are not fools. The dishes probably cost this much. If you don’t accept it, then you shouldn’t come anymore."
"Then, can I still come to see you?"
Zhao Xiangqian didn’t take the money, his eyes lit up instantly. He looked at Sun Qing, full of anticipation.
"Do you have that much time?" Sun Qing glanced at him, feeling uncomfortable standing before Zhao Xiangqian, especially with his gaze hot enough to burn her up, coupled with Sun Rou’s words.
All these added up, making Sun Qing feel awkward in Zhao Xiangqian’s presence.
"Yes, yes, yes, when I’m free, I’ll come see you," Zhao Xiangqian grinned, not taking the money. Instead, he said, "If you insist on paying me, give me a piece of clothing for a three-year-old boy, a gift for my sister’s son."
"Okay then," Sun Qing went in and picked a boy’s outfit whose cost price was thirty-five dollars and selling price was seventy-something bucks, currently the store’s most expensive clothes.
Bear in mind, now a piece of children’s clothing usually costs twenty to thirty bucks, considered very good. This one is seventy, indeed many would find it expensive.
Yet their clothes were of great quality, bringing back many repeat customers.
Even cotton jackets were sturdier than others.
"This... is very expensive." Zhao Xiangqian looked at the clothes. If he remembered correctly, they sold for seventy-something.
Zhao Xiangqian felt it a bit too much, hesitant to accept.
"Cost-priced," Sun Qing shyly smiled, pushing the clothes toward Zhao Xiangqian. "Thanks a lot for today."
With that, Sun Qing turned and rushed back inside the store, her face flushed, her heart racing.