The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 113 113. She is easy to get along with

Qi Yan stood up in a hurry. Before he could stand completely, Chen Xiang brought an iron pot and smashed it at him. Qi Yan just blocked it with his palm, but it was so hot that he let go of his hand.

In the small space, Chen Xiangyin was besieged by more than a dozen people.

Qi Yan is very skilled, but he is far inferior to He Chongtian.

He took out the dagger from his waist and swung it towards Chen Xiangyin.

Chen Xiangyin grabbed his middle finger holding the knife, immediately turned around behind Qi Yan, put his elbow against his elbow, and bent his middle finger hard.

A bang.

With an elbow strike, Qi Yan staggered back a few steps.

Chen Xiangyin just turned around gracefully and looked at each other, looking at the ceiling light on the roof with a half-smile.

The next second, the chandelier fell down without warning, and everyone in the room was shocked by the shattered glass fragments and lightning.

Qi Yan was hit on the back by a chandelier. He quickly got up, his face brightened and he looked a little more fierce.

Chen Xiangyin only messed up his hair. When he saw people rolling around on the ground, he sneered and turned around to leave.

Before leaving the house, he did not forget to wave his hand arrogantly, "I pay my respects to the dock. It's up to you whether I will accept it or not."

The old house where Shen Ji tailors clothes is an ancestral property. If we look closely, we don't know whose property rights it belongs to.

Zhou Chengwang couldn't hold back his face: "Qi Yan! Why are you standing there in a daze? Chase after him!"

Chen Xiangyin walked in the corridor, with the air behind him surging. He turned around and put his knee on Qi Yan's abdomen, pressing him against the wall.

Qi Yan resisted for a moment, and Chen Xiangyin burst out with strength. Qi Yan's abdominal muscles could not withstand the hardness of her knees, and her gong was broken, and her face was full of pain.

"That's it? You want to be my backer?"

After making contemptuous taunts, Chen Xiangyin pushed Qi Yan away and strode away.

The receptionist downstairs obviously heard the huge noise upstairs, and she shrank her neck like a quail.

The moment he saw Chen Xiangyin, his expression relaxed.

The inadvertent micro-expression was caught by Chen Xiangyin. Chen Xiangyin's hand was stained with blood, and he took out a banknote from his bag and handed it out.

"This cheongsam doesn't suit you. Come and sit in my shop when you have time and let Shen Ji tailor it."

……

Three days later.

Shen Ji Tailoring kept the door open as usual, and Chen Xiangyin moved the three-dimensional mannequin to make boards near the door.

Gu Yunshi was sitting on the side playing with his mobile phone. The volume of his mobile phone was not very loud. He was talking about how to market a new store to make 100 million yuan a year.

"Yunshi, if you have nothing to do, go buy some food and come back. I will cook in the evening and invite Du Hongqiu to come."

Gu Yunshi immediately locked the screen. Anyway, he didn't understand. It was good to buy groceries. It was time to have a good meal in the evening.

After explaining to Gu Yunshi how to choose what to buy, Chen Xiangyin continued to focus on the work at hand.

The pattern-making knife cuts the shiny dark green silk bit by bit along the pencil line, with agarwood calming the heart and a steady hand.

Tailoring, tailoring and sewing are two different things, both require skill.

Her tailoring method follows traditional methods. Later, she learned from Westerners for a while and gained her own experience.

In the rare free afternoon, the sun shone into the shop, illuminating her slender hands as they flew picturesquely among the fabrics.

Suddenly, the sunlight was blocked, and Chen Xiang looked outside the door. It was Zhou Zheng and Li Shanshan.

"Hey, people told me that you are just a tailor. I still don't believe it. No wonder your clothes look so good. I thought you bought some famous brand."

"..." Chen Xiang opened her mouth, but stopped talking because she forgot the name of the person who came.

Chen Xiang fixed the fabric with a pin and said with a calm expression: "Making clothes?"

Zhou Zheng was entrusted by He Chongtian not to cause trouble with Agarwood, so he explained: "I'm going shopping with Shanshan and passing by."

Oh yes, Shanshan.

Chen Xiangyin is not stupid. When will this eldest lady be willing to go shopping in Biluo Ancient Town's Scissor Alley every day for this famous brand or that limited edition?

Li Shanshan let go of Zhou Zheng and walked slowly into the store. She looked at it and touched it. Her eyes were not on the clothes at all, and every movement was filled with disgust.

"Three-no products, they don't even have a label..."

"Where did you get this fabric? The dye can't be poisonous, right?"

“How much money can you make sewing a piece of clothing?”

Faced with Li Shanshan's disdain, Chen Xiang Yingying took out the fabric book and opened it while approaching. "A girl with good taste should always have a unique piece of clothing in her wardrobe, right? Tailor-made clothes, designed with embroidery patterns. Every piece of cloth, every thread, every bead has a history. Making a piece of clothing eliminates the cost. What kind of money do you make?”

As she turned the pages, the exquisite plain satin, mulberry satin, jacquard heavy satin, pearl satin, etc. were turned over page by page.

"Look, this color suits you very well." The fabric was lying on a page of matte blue jacquard fabric, pointing at Li Shanshan's hand.

Chen Xiang was seduced by her words and her hands were pretty. With her talking and fiddling with her like this, Li Shanshan really wanted to make a dress.

What color matches your skin tone to make you look whiter and show your temperament, the fabric fits your aura, the style and details are in line with your personality, the size highlights the body’s advantages while covering up the lack of coverage, and the pattern concept... After a complete set, the sun sets in the west.

Chen Xiangyin clicked on the calculator, "The total is sixty-four thousand and eighty. If you erase the fraction, it will be sixty-four thousand. Come over in half a month to try the first version."

Li Shanshan looked at Zhou Zheng eagerly, forgetting what she was here for.

Zhou Zheng's throat rolled, "Can I pay with a credit card?"

After swiping the card, Chen Xiangyin cooked hot tea and handed it to Zhou Zheng and Li Shanshan, "Now we can talk about what you are here for."

Zhou Zheng and Li Shanshan looked at each other, as if they were just waking up from a dream.

Lin Qiaozhu had always had business contacts with He Chongtian, and Li Shanshan had met her many times while following Zhou Zheng.

A few days ago, Chen Xiangyin made a big fuss at Fangyuan Teahouse. Lin Qiaozhu was frustrated and chatted with Li Shanshan to ask about Chen Xiangyin.

Li Shanshan came to the store this time because she was angry with Chen Xiang for causing trouble for Lin Qiaozhu and wanted to make things difficult for her.

Somehow I ordered a suit of clothes and sat down to drink tea.

Now I don’t know what to say if I open my mouth to accuse.

Chen Xiangyin was not sure what they were here for, but he was in a good mood after the store opened, so he took the initiative to ask: "For Crane Towering to the Sky?"

Zhou Zheng continued: "My brother...um...that..."

Chen Xiangyin interrupted: "Didn't he tell you? It's over now."

The tone was relaxed, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.

Zhou Zheng remembered He Chongtian's advice and immediately said: "No, this time is not about my brother. I heard that you and Lin Qiaozhu have some issues?"

Chen Xiangyin's originally cheerful expression darkened. She was sure that there was a ghost in Lin Qiaozhu, but she didn't know which one yet.

"Are you familiar with each other? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Li Shanshan looked quite proud: "Of course she is familiar with her. Who doesn't know Lin Qiaozhu from Qinglong Group's Yizhihua?"

Chen Xiang aroused interest and asked the two more questions before ending the topic.

Zhou Zheng drove Li Shanshan home, thinking about it along the way. Chen Xiangyin didn't seem to be so difficult to get along with, and he had a good time this afternoon.

wrong! He seems to have fallen into a trap!

……

The cold wind blew and Zhou Zheng's car was parked on the side of the road.

Under the night, the tall figure of the crane soaring into the sky walked from far to near on the quiet road, not tired, but still as high-spirited as ever.

The crane climbed into the sky and got into the car, bringing in the cold wind.

Zhou Zheng felt relieved when he saw him. If he comes back a few days later, a lot of business will be disrupted.

"Brother, how are you these two days?"

"Hmm." He Chongtian didn't know what he was thinking, and absentmindedly picked up a cigarette and lit one.

Zhou Zheng took another look and saw that He Chongtian was cleanly dressed and there was no change.

He Chongtian lit a cigarette, opened the car ashtray, and found a thin purple cigarette butt.

It was caused by agarwood before Zhou Zheng left.

He Chongtian said in a low voice: "Are you looking for agarwood?"

There was clearly a reproach in the tone of this sentence.

"Ah... I passed by and took Shanshan to the store to make a suit of clothes."

"Did she say anything?"

"I asked a lot about Lin Qiaozhu, and she seemed to care a lot."

Everyone said that Lin Qiaozhu had a past with him, but it is still unclear. Why did Chen Xiangyin ask Lin Qiaozhu?

(End of this chapter)