After marrying the toughest guy in the village, I got rich from supermarkets

"So that's the case, thank you sister for remembering me as a small person. I don't know, where is one of your sisters now?"

Ye Wangshu was overjoyed, and secretly sighed that the previous efforts were not in vain.

"I gave you a lot of hype, but she questioned it instead. So I have to trouble you to run with me, but don't worry, her place is quite close to your home. "

"Okay! I'll pack up and go with you."

The car was driving on a familiar road, and Ye Wangshu felt a bit of doubt in his heart.

After arriving at the destination, Ye Wangshu suddenly realized.

"Could it be Mrs. Song from the garment factory?"

The original owner had this garment factory in his memory, which was very close to the village where Zhou's family lived, and many women from the village worked in the factory.

The original owner had the opportunity to join this garment factory before, but for some unknown reason, the quota suddenly disappeared.

She also suffered from it for several days.

"That's right, she..." Before the woman finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and patted her head angrily, "Miss Ye, I suddenly realized that I have something else to do. I'm afraid I can only take you to find her, and then I have to leave .”

"It's okay, I can do it by myself. It just so happens that this place is also close to my home, so I can just go back by myself."

Although Ye Wangshu was a little dissatisfied, he didn't take it to heart.

I am afraid that I will often experience similar things in the future.

Mrs. Song's family built several low houses behind the garment factory for the family to live in temporarily.

After greeting Mrs. Song, the woman left.

"Are you really that good?" Mrs. Song looked Ye Wangshu up and down, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't think that the makeup skills in front of her were very good.

Ye Wangshu didn't know how to answer this question.

"Mrs. Song has seen my skills, so she knows that I am not very good."

"Could it be that your face is not like this, it's all made up by you?" Looking at Ye Wangshu's face, Mrs. Song felt envious.

With such a pretty face, if he changed his clothes, he might attract the attention of many people.

"I don't have any makeup on this face, just some skin care products."

Although Ye Wangshu is good at makeup, she doesn't like it very much, especially when she has to be busy in the store these days, she even wears her clothes very casually.

But when the store opens, these problems will have to be corrected.

There is a beauty store owner who doesn't wear makeup himself, and even wears poor clothes!
"To be honest, I don't believe you. But... I'd like you to try."

Mrs. Song got up and went to the makeup table and sat down, "You have to make it up for me, otherwise... I won't give you a penny."

"Don't worry! Are you going back to your mother's house today or some other time?"

Ye Wangshu looked carefully at Mrs. Song's face, and secretly had a plan in his heart.

"In a few days, let's try the water first today. Don't worry, as long as you melt well, I will definitely give you the money that should be given to you."

Mrs. Song looked in the mirror and frowned slightly, "Can you make me look smaller? Make me younger and fairer but not too fake."

"Of course, I'm afraid you don't have the conditions to let me play freely!"

With the request, Ye Wangshu instantly had a bottom line in his mind.

"You wash your face first, and I will give you skin care first."

"I've washed my face, but...it seems a little oily." Mrs. Song looked at her glasses, got up and went out to wash her face.

Seeing Ye Wangshu take out the cream, Mrs. Song frowned instantly, "My face is prone to oiliness, wouldn't it be oilier after using the cream?"

Nowadays, most face creams are made of animal or vegetable oils. Mrs. Song's face is sallow and oily, so she immediately rejected it.

"Don't worry, it won't cause oil after using this."

This cream was developed by Ye Wangshu for oily skin, so there is no need to worry about oily skin.

Sure enough, Mrs. Song's face was refreshed after using it.

She looked at Ye Wangshu with surprise, "Why is this cream so powerful? It's not oily at all, and the skin immediately becomes tender and smooth."

"This is specially developed by me, and it can improve the skin after a long time of use."

As soon as Ye Wangshu finished speaking, Mrs. Song said she wanted to buy it.

"Madam Song, wait a moment, I'll put on makeup for you first."

According to Mrs. Song's request, Ye Wangshu quickly finished her makeup.

I don't have the whitest base makeup, I chose one that is a little fairer than Mrs. Song's skin.

Mrs. Song's face is not too big, but the mandible is obvious after all, and a simple facelift can make her face look smaller.

As for the eyebrows and eyes, Ye Wangshu didn't put on too much makeup.

Mrs. Song looks gentle and fair now, but her eyes are slightly squinted and she looks very majestic.

"Boss Ye, your skills are too good! I almost feel like I was born this way, if only I had your skills."

Mrs. Song looked at the mirror carefully, and liked it no matter how she looked.

"Make-up is not difficult, as long as you use the right skin care products and cosmetics. After a long time, you will naturally master it."

"You're right. Do you have any new ones? I want to buy them, especially the cream. Can it really make the skin better?"

"Of course it's true, but... except for the face cream, I brought new ones, and I didn't bring anything else."

Ye Wangshu didn't bring too many things because he didn't know who he was going to put makeup on and what his skin condition was.

"Then I'll buy a box of face cream first!"

A look of disappointment crossed Mrs. Song's face, but when she saw herself in the glasses, she immediately smiled.

After giving the money to Ye Wangshu, Mrs. Song took Ye Wangshu to visit the garment factory.

"Now the factory is getting bigger and bigger, but it's also getting more and more formatted, and the best silk can't be received."

Looking at the crowd, Mrs. Song couldn't help but complain.

At first, their family only made clothes made of silk, and later developed with the times, making all kinds of clothes.

As a result, until now, the old line of work has been forgotten.

Ye Wangshu kept this in his heart and didn't reply.

"Let's not talk about this, it's almost time to show you around, I'll take you out."

"There is Mrs. Lauzon."

The appearance of Ye Wangshu and Mrs. Song attracted the attention of all the workers, and they were shocked when they saw Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Chen stared fiercely at Ye Wangshu's figure, feeling very upset.

How can such a charming woman know the boss's wife?
The more she thought about Mrs. Chen, the angrier she became. When Mrs. Song came back, she felt even more angry.

Before, she had a sense of superiority in front of Mrs. Song. Although Boss Song was capable, Mrs. Song was not good-looking.

As a result, now, people not only dress brightly, but also look very handsome.

"Dressed up like this, maybe you want to follow that fox Ye Wangshu to do something!"

Mrs. Chen thought so in her heart, and said so to the outside world, and by the way, promoted Ye Wangshu's reputation in the factory.

This word was passed on, and it reached Boss Song's ears.

Boss Song and Mrs. Song have been married for many years. At first, he didn't believe these rumors, but when he saw Mrs. Song who was so beautifully dressed, he immediately became angry.