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She really didn't believe that she couldn't compare to Ye Huilan. She could do what Ye Huilan could do. After all, she also learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting. How could she not be comparable to a divorced woman?

She angrily returned to her room and asked the maid to bring her pen, ink, paper and inkstone to start drawing.

But one after another, she still couldn't draw anything. She could draw flowers, grass, and write, but she couldn't draw clothes. Even if she could draw them, they were mediocre and ugly. She finally painted them.

After a few paintings were produced, I couldn't wait to take them to the shop the next day. I threw the pages of paintings on the table and said, "Make these for me quickly."

The shopkeeper took the pattern and couldn't help but twitching at the corner of his eyes. Can this be worn? But the lady brought it, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to give the order and let the workers below work overnight. Mrs. Ye

After sorting out her clothes, she smiled very proudly. She believed that the clothes she drew would sell well.

She patted down her clothes, turned her face away, and swaggered back to Zhou's house. Now she was waiting for the cashier.

A few days later, Zhou Hai came to the shop. Although the business in the shop is not as good as before, it is still profitable. It just makes a small amount of money. Like other shops in the Zhou family, he does not have the fresh tricks like Ye Hui'an.

Being able to do this, he already felt very satisfied.

But when he entered the store and saw the colorful clothes hanging in the shop, he was really dumbfounded for a long time. "Shopkeeper, where do these things come from? What do you want to hang them here?"

Are you going to scare the guests away?" They can't walk in new ones, so they can only come in the middle distance. But these colorful and weird-looking clothes are hanging here. He is a man and he is already frightened when he sees them.

, not to mention those women who already love beauty. The shopkeeper said with a bitter face, "Sir, I don't want to, but the lady painted it and said it must be hung here. This has already scared away many customers.

, Young Master, can you go back and persuade Madam not to let her come again? If she comes again, our shop will really close down."

Zhou Hai closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, he opened his eyes, walked to those weird clothes, pulled them off hard, took them and went home.

With a bang, he put the clothes on the table, "Mom, can you not cause trouble in the shop? If you continue like this, can we still do business?"

Mrs. Zhou was also startled. When she saw the clothes on the table, she felt a little familiar. She picked them up and took a look. Well, weren't these the clothes she drew? They were made so quickly. She couldn't bear to

She couldn't help but pick it up. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. "It's very good. It looks really good. There must be a lot of people buying it." She was still dreaming to herself.

Zhou Hai was really speechless, "Mom, do you like this dress?" He asked Mrs. Zhou softly. In fact, he had already suppressed too much.

"Of course," Mrs. Zhou was very confident in what she drew. She knew she could do it. How could that woman Ye Huilan be able to compare with her?

"Mom, can you wear it yourself?" Zhou Hai asked her again. Mrs. Ye was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and looked at the clothes in her hands. She couldn't wear these clothes. If she really wore them, she wouldn't be able to wear them.

Being laughed to death.

"Mom, you don't know how to wear them, do you?" Zhou Hai smiled so tiredly, "Mom, you don't know how to wear these clothes yourself, how can you ask others to wear them? Let me tell you, Sister Huilan is making those clothes.

She will always keep one for herself, because she will be reluctant to part with it, unable to put it down, and even she can’t like it, so what else can you do to make people like it?”

Mrs. Zhou stood there awkwardly, really unable to say anything, but she was still unconvinced, "Who said my clothes are not worn by anyone? I don't believe it. There are many people in the world, and there are always people who like me."

Of clothes.”

"Then go sell it yourself," Zhou Hai said lazily. He turned around, stiffened his back and left here. Some words are useless if they are said too much. Some words are useless if told to someone. Some words are useless if they are said to someone.

It was better not to say anything, so he stopped saying it. From now on, he didn't want to say anything.

Because he was really tired.

The business in the store is getting worse day by day, and the accounts turned in are getting smaller and smaller. Mrs. Zhou also has a lot less oil and water in her hands. Her family came to ask for money again, saying that the old lady wanted to celebrate her birthday, so this cost

Take out a thousand and a hundred taels.

Not to mention thousands of taels of silver, Mrs. Zhou only has a few dozen taels of silver in her hands now. She earned some silver in the past few days, so she started spending it lavishly. Even the pure gold heads and faces were stamped a few times, and they were hard-pressed.

She fiercely competed with the concubines in the house, but who knew that the shop was no longer profitable, so she had no money to put into her account, and she began to lose face in the Zhou family.

She was the best and most respectable person to marry in her natal family. Every time she went back, she earned the jealousy and envy of those sisters. But now, she really can't get the money this time, even if she is killed.

She couldn't take it out either.

She wanted to go to Mr. Zhou to ask for some, but she couldn't ask. In the past few days, she had no money. Her family members were impatient with waiting, and they didn't know what to say to her when they got back. She was like this

Gritting her teeth, she endured the heartache and sold all of her head and face at a low price. She only sold it for more than 800 taels, and all of a sudden she was able to subsidize her family. She was now penniless, but she still wanted to

Pretend to be wealthy.

When it comes to eating, one thing doesn't taste good and the other tastes bad. It's hard to choose.

A concubine with a sharp face took a piece of meat and put it in her mouth, then sighed, "Sister, I heard that your shop's business has been bad recently."

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Zhou's face changed and she opened her mouth to deny it. She didn't want to be inferior in front of these little bitches.

The sharp-faced woman covered her mouth and laughed. The look in her eyes showed how uncomfortable Mrs. Zhou was. She was still wondering if this little bitch knew something. This meal was really uncomfortable, right?

For her, it was simply hard to swallow.

No, she must think of a way. She can't let the shop continue to suffer losses like this, otherwise she will not be able to stand at home here.

She gritted her teeth hard, and it seemed that this was all she could do.

Ye Hui'an poured himself a glass of wine, sat down, and drank.

Lian Wenyu came over, sat down, and then raised his face with his hands, "Uncle, are you worried?"

"Yeah," Ye Hui'an stretched out his hand and pinched Lian Wenyu's face, "Since you were a child, you girl has been a little spirit. You can't hide anything from you. It's not a matter in your brother Zhou Hai's shop.

As soon as our shop opened, we had already taken away a lot of their business. I felt very sorry for it, so I thought about giving them part of our drawings. Lian Wen Yu accepted his words, if her guess was correct.

, that’s what his uncle thought.

"Yes," sure enough, Ye Hui'an smiled sadly, "If this continues, I really can't bear to let that shop collapse, and I feel sorry for Zhou Hai."

"Yes," Lian Wenyu nodded. Her uncle was right to think so, because her uncle was a good person, but that's not what good people are for.

"Uncle, you have to remember one thing." She stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Ye Hui'an. "You have to remember that there are no brothers on the battlefield. The shopping mall is like a battlefield. Now you and brother Zhou Hai are enemies.

Our drawings must not be given to the Zhou family. It’s not like you don’t know the temperament of that woman from the Zhou family. Do you want her to haunt you for the rest of your life? Besides, people all have self-respect, so just leave some self-respect for

Brother Zhou Hai."

Ye Hui'an patted her head, "You, what you said is a bit half-hearted, but when you think about it carefully, it still makes a lot of sense. It seems that this design really cannot be given. And in his heart

The apology cannot be eliminated, maybe this is business talk, he is a businessman, yes, just a businessman.