Chapter 43 Countermeasures
In fact, Gao Wen had more doubts in his heart.

She couldn't figure it out, three pairs of eyes stared at how those people took the clothes from under their noses.

What Gao Wen didn't know was that someone secretly stuffed the clothes into his clothes while he was trying on the clothes.

Gao Wen and the others couldn't take off their clothes to see.

Seeing the dull atmosphere, Zhou Xiu comforted Gao Wen: "Your sister is fine, once you are born and you are acquainted, next time we will have experience.

Let's just pretend we didn't make any money this time, what a big deal. "

Gao Wen didn't care about money, anyway, those clothes didn't cost money, so if you lose them, you won't lose money.

She is angry, angry with those who take away the clothes.

In order to reassure Ding Xiaolan and Zhou Xiu, Gao Wen smiled and said generously, "That's right, it's not much money, just lose it if you lose it."

She patted Ding Xiaolan on the shoulder, changed the subject and said, "Tomorrow we won't sell like this."

"Let three people in at a time, who will get how many pieces, Xiaolan, you remember clearly.

Then after the three people have tried it and bought it, you can bring the next batch of people in so that you can't lose it. "

Ding Xiaolan nodded heavily in agreement.

"Xiaolan, sister will help you too, this time you can't go wrong." Zhou Xiu helped.

Gao Wen and Ding Xiaolan came out of the store and saw that the soap Ding Shiping was looking at was almost sold out.

When customers were trying on clothes, Gao Wen was not idle and introduced soap and shampoo to them.

Wearing new clothes and smelling fresh after washing, it is easy to find a partner.

If you have a man, the man will not be around you all day, who cares about the Yingying Yanyan outside.

When Gao Wen said this, those women became even crazier, even the soaps and shampoos were sold out quickly.

What Gao Wen didn't expect was that the laundry detergent was also selling very quickly.

Ding Shiping explained: "I told them that good clothes must be matched with washing powder, and then they bought them."

"Oh, not bad, my Xiaoping still has this ability." Gao Wen looked at Ding Shiping in surprise.

Ding Shiping blushed with a smile, not sure if it was from embarrassment or joy.

When the three of them returned to the village, they were warmly welcomed by the villagers again.

"Look, Gao Wen and the others look like city people now."

"Yes, it depends on what people wear."

"The clothes are so pretty. I heard that Gao Wen is selling clothes. If only I had the money to buy them."

"It's a few yuan. I can't afford it. It would be nice to have that money to buy something delicious."

"That's not the same thing, no one knows what you eat, but when you wear your clothes, everyone can see them.

How nice to wear such good clothes. "

Apart from expressing their admiration for Gao Wen and the others, everyone not only talked about it, but also put their hands on it.

The clothes on the three of them were almost dirty by them.

Gao Wen had no choice but to show the fierce vigor of the original owner, and yelled: "What are you touching? If you touch it, you will pay for it!"

Everyone let the three of them go.

Gao Wen felt that, in fact, the original owner's behavior was sometimes quite good.

When approaching the door of the house, an unexpected person appeared in front of Gao Wen.

Gao Wen felt that maybe he was thinking too much, so he just pretended that she didn't exist.

Sun Xiaoe stretched out her arms to block Gao Wen, "I want to buy clothes."

Gao Wen looked at her in surprise. Sun Xiao'e gave her so much money, but she still has money to buy clothes?

On the face, he responded happily: "Okay, someone came to give me money, don't be a fool."

"It doesn't matter whether you will give me money or not. Your clothes are not good. If I don't like them, I won't buy them." Sun Xiaoe retorted.

(End of this chapter)

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