Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 77: Were you unhappy when you were with me before?

"Why not?" Xi Jinbai asked.

Sang Yu murmured: "I can't let my mother see you."

Xi Jinbai's lips twitched slightly, "Am I so shameless?"

The tone was hard to tell, whether it was self-deprecating or joking.

Sang Yu lowered his eyes and pushed his hand away, "I'm going up."

Xi Jinbai held her wrist again, not too hard but not too hard, not letting her break free but not hurting her either.

"What are you doing?" Sang Yu raised his head in confusion and looked into his deep eyes, as if being sucked in by a force.

"Sang Yu, tell me, what do you want?"

A slow, low-alcoholic voice brushed past his ears, seemingly mixed with a hint of helplessness.

"What do you want?" She murmured again, shaking her head and said, "There is nothing you want, I don't want anything."

As long as my mother is healthy and her career is going well, I will be content.

As for anything else, she didn't dare to ask for it, and she couldn't afford it.

Xi Jinbai thought of something and locked his eyes firmly with hers, "Were you unhappy with me in the past?"

Sang Yu hesitated, then denied, "No..."

As if to prove her words, she counted them out one by one: "You helped my mother find the best hospital and doctor, gave me a job, and bought me clothes, shoes, jewelry... How can I be wrong? happy."

After all, they had been together for more than a year. Although Xi Jinbai didn't know her well, he could still tell, "You're just unhappy."

He reflected on himself, "Why are you unhappy? I spend too little time with you?"

Sang Yu's breath was stagnant, and somewhere in his heart seemed to collapse, "But you have no obligation to accompany me."

Her voice was very low, as if she was speaking to herself.

Xi Jinbai didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

"Xi Jinbai." Sang Yu called him in a low voice.

He said "hmm".

Sang Yu moved his arms, "Don't hold me, I feel uncomfortable."

"I didn't use any force."

Although he didn't use any force, Xi Jinbai relaxed a little when he heard what she said.

Sang Yu wanted to vomit, but before he could say anything, his stomach turned, his throat became sore, and he vomited all over.

Xi Jinbai suffered a disaster, half of his arm was covered in vomit from her, but he didn't care about himself and stretched out his other hand to pat Sang Yu's back, "What's wrong with you? Do you still want to vomit?"

Sang Yu's chest felt tight and he squatted on the ground to relieve himself.

Xi Jinbai quickly went back to the car to get a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to her mouth, "Rinse your mouth."

Sang Yu took a sip from his hand and spit it out. The taste in his mouth became lighter.

"Are you feeling better?" Xi Jinbai wiped her mouth with a tissue.

Sang Yu was so dizzy from vomiting that his eyes were covered with mist and the ends of his eyes were red.

Under the streetlight, her eyes were shining with tears and looked pitiful.

Xi Jinbai used his index finger to rub away the tears from the corner of her eyes, "You vomited on my hand and you still cried?"

Sang Yu sniffed gently and apologized: "I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..."

"I know you didn't mean it, and I don't blame you. Why are you crying?"

"But you are mysophobic."

People are half drunk and still remember that he has mysophobia.

Xi Jinbai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I have mysophobia, it's not you who has it."

"Me too." Sang Yu stood up and took a step back, "Stay away from me, you are dirty."

Xi Jinbai: "..."
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Sang Yu slept deeply this time.

A ray of light squeezed into the room through the gap in the curtains and fell on the bed.

The person on the bed turned over and rubbed himself under the quilt. His eyelids slowly opened, but his eyes were not fully focused yet.

After a few minutes, his eyes gradually cleared up and he sat up from the bed.

Memories of last night passed by like flash-forwards in a movie.

She seemed to have vomited all over Xi Jinbai?
Sang Yu froze, not daring to recall how embarrassed he was when he vomited.

I vomited and vomited on his hands...

There was a knock on the door, and Sang Fengping called outside the door: "Yu Yu, are you awake?"

Sang Yu came back to his senses and responded: "Wake up."

Sang Fengping opened the door and came in, "Get up and have breakfast. Don't be hungry."

"Okay, I'm going to wash up first." Sang Yu lifted the quilt and got out of bed to put on his shoes.

Sang Fengping remembered and asked: "You three girls all drank yesterday? How did you come back? Wasn't Tong Tong driving the car when you went there?"

Sang Yu's eyes flashed, "It was a gift from Tongtong's boyfriend."

"Her boyfriend went too?"

"Well, it's coming later."

Sang Fengping didn't ask any more questions.

Sang Yu went to the bathroom to freshen up.

After washing, I thought of looking for my phone, and happened to see Xi Jinbai's WeChat message.

Xi Jinbai: [Are you awake? Still feeling uncomfortable? 】

Now whenever Sang Yu sees his name, he will think of the embarrassing thing that happened yesterday.

After a while of mental construction, I replied: [I'm awake, thank you for sending me back yesterday. 】

Xi Jinbai: [I probably caught a cold last night. Remember to take some medicine. 】

Sang Yu: [Yeah. 】

She thought she had escaped, but before she could take a breath, her phone vibrated again.

Xi Jinbai: [You haven’t vomited since you went back, right? 】

Sang Yu: [No. 】

Xi Jinbai: [You spat on my hand and cried. People passing by thought I had bullied you. 】

Sang Yu's ears felt hot, and the memories were brought back again.

An elderly couple returning from a walk in the evening passed by downstairs. The mother-in-law saw Sang Yu's red eyes and couldn't help but said to her wife, "Did this young man make the little girl angry? His eyes were red from crying." The father-in-law grabbed her and said, "This is a matter for a young couple. Old lady, please don't get involved in it."

The mother-in-law shook her head, "How can you bear to make such a beautiful little girl cry?"

Her father-in-law urged her, "Let's go home."

The mother-in-law still couldn't help but say: "Young people don't know how to cherish things, and they will regret it when they get older."

Xi Jinbai didn't explain anything.

Sang Yu held the phone and pulled his thoughts away from memories, and did not reply to Xi Jinbai.

Tong Tong also sent her a WeChat message, [Yu Yu, did Xi Jinbai send you back last night? 】

Sang Yu: [Yeah. 】

Tong Tong explained: [Meng Qing and I were deceived by this guy Mu Jingchuan, and we didn’t abandon you on purpose. 】

Sang Yu: [It’s okay. 】

Tong Tong: [I didn’t know that Mu Jingchuan would bring Xi Jinbai yesterday. I would have prevented him from coming if I had known. 】

Sang Yu knew that it would be easy for Xi Jinbai to find her.

He pressed forward step by step, and she had nowhere to hide.
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Xi Jinbai shortened his rest time this time and took the time to come to Hong Kong Island and could only stay for one day.

Before returning to Su City, I went to Sang Yu's store to pick up the clothes I had ordered.

Sang Yu asked him if he wanted to try it on, but he said no.

Xi Jinbai didn't plan to leave so soon, so Sang Yu politely issued an eviction order: "Is there anything else?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you still have a reason to drive away customers in this store?"

"No, please do as you please, I'm busy."

Sang Yu continued to sort out the sample clothes on the model.

"Sangsang, Mr. Huo is here." Meng Qing called her from the stairs.

Sang Yu put down what he was doing and agreed, "Okay, I'll go down right away."

Xi Jinbai's eyes darkened, and he suddenly grabbed her wrist and said in a low voice, "You are so anxious to see him?"

Sang Yu was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Xi Jinbai's eyebrows were filled with coldness.

At this time, Huo Qiting came up from downstairs, "Sang Yu, are you busy? Am I disturbing you?"

Sang Yu immediately broke away from Xi Jinbai's hand, "No, what are you looking for for me?"

Huo Qiting walked up the steps and was about to answer when he saw someone else was there. He stopped talking and said hello: "Mr. Xi is here too."

Xi Jinbai's eyes met his, his expression and voice were very calm, and he said, "Mr. Huo seems to be in Hong Kong Island often. Are you planning to develop here?"

Huo Qiting smiled gently, "I had this plan, so I invested in Chu Jin."

Xi Jinbai's eyes darkened, "Mr. Huo is indeed very discerning."

Huo Qiting was humble and said, "I don't dare. In front of Mr. Xi, it's just a mere trick. Mr. Xi is the leader in the venture capital market."

Although their conversation sounded peaceful and nothing was wrong, Sang Yu noticed something unusual.

Like a turbulent wave under the calm sea, it keeps rolling.

She spoke up in time to change the subject, "Mr. Huo, what did you say you wanted to do with me just now?"

Huo Qiting handed her the gift box bag in his hand, "My mother said the biscuits you gave me last time were delicious. Let me thank you in person. These are Su City's local intangible cultural heritage handmade shortbreads. She said she must give them to you. Taste it.”

Sang Yu quickly took it and thanked him, "Thank you, Teacher Yang."

"You bought her so many gifts last time, so you should." Huo Qiting had work to do later, so he didn't stay too much. "Then I won't disturb your work. See you next time."

Sang Yu nodded, "Okay."

Huo Qiting nodded slightly to Xi Jinbai, said goodbye and left.

After he left, Xi Jinbai's suppressed emotions finally came out, "You didn't give me the biscuits, but you made them specially for him to eat. Sang Yu, do you have any conscience?"

The displeasure in his tone was unmistakable.

Sang Yu pursed his lips, "I made it specially for Teacher Yang."

"Okay." Xi Jinbai couldn't do anything to her.
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At the end of October, the weather is getting colder.

Coats have become a warm and fashionable item this season.

However, the styles of coats are actually very similar. Customers pay more attention to quality and fit.

However, Sang Yu still boldly made new innovations, such as contrasting colors and gradients, and the collars were also designed differently from ordinary coats, including ruffle lace collars, bow shawl styles, and college-style double collar webbing...

The fabrics applicable to each style are different, and the prices are naturally different.

"Chujin" has always made high-quality products. It has had a very good reputation since its establishment, and its after-sales service is also very good, so there are very few negative reviews.

This time, nearly a thousand coats were sold as soon as they went on sale.

Now they are being shipped one after another.

I didn’t expect that the feedback I received this time was all bad.

Meng Qing took her cell phone and hurried upstairs to find Sang Yu, "Sang Sang, there seems to be something wrong with the last batch of coats!"

Sang Yu stopped writing, "What's wrong?"

"There are quality issues, they say we sell fakes." Meng Qing showed her a post on a social platform.

The reason is that a clothing review blogger bought a cashmere coat. After receiving the goods, he found that it felt wrong, so he took it for testing and found that the cashmere content did not meet the standard at all. The product details page said it was pure cashmere, but the test result showed that it was only 50%. %about.

The blogger angrily posted a post accusing "Chu Jin" of selling fake goods, and attached all the evidence pictures. The post now has more than 10 million views.

There are also many customer reviews below that have purchased this dress.

[I asked why the coat felt different from the coat I bought before. It turned out it was not an illusion! I will use this brand of lightning protection from now on! Do you really think consumers are fools? 】

[Fortunately, I have always believed in Chujin’s quality and recommended it to my friends. I sincerely give it a try. 】

[It was so difficult to find a treasure store with matching styles, quality and prices, but I ended up doing this kind of thing just for money. It was so disappointing. 】

[A coat worth several thousand dollars, are you selling me a sheep's head? You can’t live anymore, right? 】

[Why don’t you report her to the Marketing Bureau? 】

[Already reported! This brand will always be on my blacklist from now on! 】

Sang Yu looked solemn and hurriedly put down his phone, "I'm going to the factory!"

Meng Qing reminded her from behind: "Slow down! Be careful on the road!"

Sang Yu hailed a taxi on the side of the road and rushed to the factory. While in the car, he kept calling the store operator to understand the situation. He learned that there were already dozens of negative reviews and complaints from customers.

She made a prompt decision: "All the coats were removed from the shelves, and some of the clothes that were still on the road were recalled first to appease the customers who complained and told them that we would give them a satisfactory answer after the investigation is clear."

(End of this chapter)