Qian Fangfang flashed a radiant smile, "Xiao Rou, can’t I come see you if there’s nothing going on?"
This person hurried over.
If she went to tell her aunt that she didn’t Qian Fangfang, who knows what her aunt would think of her.
Tian Xiaoli glanced at Tan Yunrou and then at Qian Fangfang; it was clear that Xiao Rou didn’t Qian Fangfang, but this person seemed to always be clinging to Xiao Rou.
Here we go again, here we go again.
Sharing a dorm with Xiao Rou and being in the same class, she was somewhat familiar with Tan Yunrou.
One could tell whether the other person was unhappy or happy.
But it seemed like Qian Fangfang didn’t notice at all.
She still inched closer.
"Xiao Rou, I heard that a few new clothing stores have opened. Let’s go check them out," she said.
Although the winters in the Capital City are long, new clothes are still popular.
Tan Yunrou wanted to refuse, but Qian Fangfang simply didn’t give her the chance.
Zhao Tianlei had bought three storefronts on this street and opened a clothing store, hiring young female relatives of garment factory workers. These people were selected for their eloquence.
Of course, the garment factory workers were willing and immediately sent their daughters who hadn’t been admitted to college to participate.
The new store opened with a 10% discount across the board for three days.
For now, Zhao Xinxin was here to collect money and help out.
The business in the store was still good.
Tan Yunrou was dragged to a street near the university.
"This place is getting livelier," Qian Fangfang remarked as she looked at the shops lining both sides of the street, mostly all open for business.
Tian Xiaoli also looked around. If no one mentioned it, she might not have noticed. Indeed, quite a few new stores had opened, and she ought to take a good look around later.
But Tan Yunrou’s mind was not much on shopping.
"It’s that store there, the one that just opened," she pointed out.
"All items ten percent off."
The store had trench coats, dresses, long T-shirts, and suits.
Now the factory produced these items; they were all new and part of the first batch. The factory was still producing the second batch.
"There are quite a few people inside the store," noted Tan Yunrou.
"Let’s go in and take a look," she suggested.
As soon as Qian Fangfang walked in and saw the clothes, she paused for a moment. She had been reborn and recognized some of the clothes from her past life, though the styles were somewhat different.
"Bell-bottoms?" she queried.
"Aren’t these jeans?" she questioned.
The fabric was the one Fang Chaoyang had spent a long time searching for, the type Yun Xiaoxiao had described.
People wore jeans, but finding the right denim fabric was indeed not easy.
Zhao Tianlei had to go to the textile factories with cash in hand to buy the fabric, persuading several factories to sell the fabric to him.
Before the store opened, Zhao Tianlei printed quite a few flyers and asked his classmates if they wanted to earn some extra pocket money.
College students, they only had two classes a day for their major.
Zhao Tianlei found them because he really needed their help.
Although the money was little, it was still money, enough for them to afford a few meaty meals.
It can be said that they had experience and knew where the family quarters were,
The store had just opened yesterday, and today, being a holiday, business was even better; they were busier than ever.
Several changing rooms for trying on clothes.
This was a clothing store; it made sense to have a few changing rooms set up.
"Hey, isn’t that salesperson from that accessory store?" Tian Xiaoli noticed Zhao Xinxin, wondering if she had quit her job to work here.
Upon hearing Tian Xiaoli say this, Tan Yunrou shifted her gaze from the clothes to Zhao Xinxin.