Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 199

Song Ming frowned suddenly.

His eyes fixed on An Ranran.

When making this dress, he really thought about using threads of the same material for sewing, but such threads are not easy to buy.

The proprietress is also an extremely stingy person, because he bought the fabric on his own initiative, and always felt that he had spent the money on useless things, so when she heard that she needed to buy another thread, she jumped up at that time: " The money to buy this cloth will be deducted from your salary, but you still want to buy thread, well, go buy it, from now on, you don’t want a penny of salary anymore!”

In this way, the line matter was so delayed.

Song Ming used ordinary cotton thread for sewing.The surface of the garment appears to be perfect.But Song Ming knew that a knowledgeable person could spot a problem with just one glance.

An Ranran felt Song Ming's gaze on her, smiled slightly, turned her head to meet her gaze: "Master, your clothes are well made, but because of this little flaw , I can pay 50 yuan at most!"

How big is the difference between one thousand and fifty? Before Song Ming could figure it out, the proprietress's fat hand waved to his shoulder: "Old man Song, do you hear that, you made me lose a full 950 yuan! Nine hundred and five..."

The proprietress howled and patted Song Ming's shoulder.

Song Ming was originally thin and small, but he was a little unstable when he was slapped by the obese proprietress with all his strength.

An Ranran looked at them coldly. Although she couldn't bear it, she had to suppress her temper forcefully. Let's see how Song Ming reacted.

Unexpectedly, Song Ming was so good-tempered that he was photographed like this, and he didn't even have the slightest intention to resist.

The proprietress was in pain because she lost more than 900 yuan, especially when she saw the 50 yuan in An Ranran's hand, she became even more angry, and this anger made her strike harder .

Song Ming was beaten all the way to the door by her.

There were already many people gathered around outside, seeing the proprietress beating Song Ming, some of them even shouted for support.

An Ranran bit her lip, remembering the person who shouted "Come on".

There were people watching, and the proprietress became even more arrogant. Anyway, she had already reached the door, so she simply stretched out her foot and kicked Song Ming out completely.

An Ranran's eyes shrank suddenly, and he ran out quickly, helping Song Ming who fell on the ground: "How can you kick him?"

"Why can't I kick him, he cost me nine hundred and five!"

"Didn't he earn money for you before? Just now you said that you deducted wages and the like. I'm curious, how much wages does he have?"

"He still wants a salary? He eats my stuff and lives in mine. All day long, he just asks for money. Today he says he wants to buy this, and tomorrow he says he wants to buy that. The money for buying things is calculated to be more than his salary!"

"Then what did he buy with his money?"

An Ranran pressed on every step of the way!
"Cloth, buttons..."

"Then where are these things used?"

"Clothes, of course! Where else can it be used?"

"What about the clothes? Is the money for selling the clothes yours or his?"

"Of course it's mine!" The proprietress replied following An Ranran's meaning, and suddenly sensed something, and gave her a suspicious look, "Why are you asking so many questions? This is our store's business. What does it matter?"

An Ranran smiled coldly: "I understand that, just because you provided him with food and shelter, all his labor is worthless in your opinion! You beat him, scolded him or even insulted him. He deserves it all?"

The landlady's face became ugly: "Who are you? Do you want to buy this dress?"

An Ranran took a deep breath: "Of course I want to buy clothes. I can even buy them with 1000 yuan, but I have one condition!"

As soon as she heard that she could still get 1000 yuan, the proprietress was immediately happy: "What conditions, tell me!"

"Treat him better in the future!"

The landlady's expression became more and more suspicious: "Who are you? Old Song, do you know this girl?"

Song Ming shook his head.

The proprietress raised her eyebrows: "Don't lie to me. When you came here, you said you didn't have any relatives, so I took you in. I didn't expect you to be so good at what you do, and you still eat so much!"

Song Ming's face was flushed by her scolding.

I don't know why, he didn't feel what the proprietress said about him before, but today, in front of An Ranran, he suddenly wanted the proprietress to shut up.

However, the long-term habit made him only dare to think about it in his heart even though he had this idea, and he still didn't dare to express it on the surface.

But the proprietress became more and more angry: "Now I really regret that I kindly took you in at the beginning."

"Stop it!" Song Ming finally couldn't take it anymore and whispered.

"Why don't you say it? You haven't created any value for me, and I have to support you all the time. Now someone wants to stand up for you, but it's still a stranger! Song Ming, Song Ming, when will I get rid of you?" You oil bottle!"

The shame and annoyance on Song Ming's face became more and more serious.

An Ranran, however, became more and more delighted as she listened to it. She didn't expect that she was just doing a little trick, so the proprietress directly expressed her opinion.

so good.

Seeing that Song Ming's head almost dropped to the ground.

An Ranran held back her smile and said: "It turns out that you have always regarded him as a burden. In this case, then I would like to ask this master, would you like to work in my clothing store? Don't worry, I will You can also control food and housing, and you will never deduct your salary at will."

Song Ming was stunned for a moment, then looked up at An Ranran.

A pretty little girl, wearing an ordinary white shirt and jeans that don't look very eye-catching.

But the details of the clothes are obviously full of thought.

Song Ming already knew in his heart that the girl in front of him was his kindred spirit.

After hesitating for a few minutes, Song Ming shook his head: "Thank you, little girl, I think I'm fine here..."

"What a fart!" The proprietress was angry, "Song Ming, let me tell you, I don't want to see you at all now, are you going to depend on our family for the rest of your life?"

The proprietress is now terribly regretful that she took Song Ming in back then.

I thought I had an extra labor force, but I didn't expect that what I got back was an idiot in life, who can even do the work of washing dishes and washing clothes upside down.The only hobby is working with all kinds of fabrics, but the clothes they make are so weird that they can't be sold at all.

(End of this chapter)