Fu Nanli rubbed the top of her hair: "Yes."
After sending off Fu Nanli, Wen Qiao returned to school. As soon as he opened the door and entered the dormitory, Chunxiao ran over and took Wen Qiao's hand: "Qiao Qiao, can you be my model?"
Wen Qiao: "Wha... what model?"
"I plan to open a Hanfu store in Taobao. I will design it myself, make the patterns, and go to the factory to customize it. However, I am short of models. Both Youyou and Lin Xiang have agreed. Can you do it?"
Wen Qiao touched his neck: "My posture for taking pictures is very stiff."
"It doesn't matter. Wherever you stand, it doesn't matter if you don't make any gestures."
"Can you design Hanfu?"
"Well, I can draw and make pictures. I've been playing Hanfu since I was in sixth grade. After so many years of experience, I have a lot of ideas and a lot of drafts, which I'll show you later."
Wen Qiao didn't know much about this either: "You are so awesome."
"If you make money as my model, I will give you dividends. If you don't make money, I will only work for a year and then close the shop."
Wen Qiao waved his hand: "No need to talk about money, I will just be a model for you."
Chunxiao's entrepreneurship made Wen Qiao face up to his own ideas about opening a club.
It's already mid-March, and Xiao Chi and Xiao Mo are about to take the high school entrance examination.
After the high school entrance examination, she agreed to let Xiao Chi join the club, but CG didn't want him. Wen Chi also visited the other two clubs. He personally didn't like the atmosphere inside, and the boss-level players suppressed the youth trainees. It happens from time to time.
Wen Qiao then thought about opening a club of his own.
Just do it.
The next day, Wen Chi, Xia Bo Dinghai and the others were doing homework at her house, and Wen Qiao took Wen Mo out.
Wen Mo looked at her with big eyes, as if he didn't know what his sister was taking him to do.
Wen Qiao lowered the brim of his hat: "Let's go to the suburbs to look at houses."
Wen Mo wrote on his mobile phone [What house are you looking at? ]
Wen Qiao: "Sister plans to open a club."
Wen Mo[? Open it for Wen Chi? ]
"Yeah, but don't tell him. I'm afraid he will know that the boss is his sister. He is too arrogant to play the game down to earth."
Wen Mo nodded.
The two took the subway for forty minutes to the suburbs and found a small three-story office building for sale in a business park.
Wen Qiao is very satisfied with the environment. She has not considered renting a house. She only wants to buy a house. A three-story house in the suburbs can be bought for five to six million.
In this way, at least you won't have to face the problem of changing positions due to arbitrary rent increases in the future.
The agent was waiting at the entrance of the park early. When he saw Wen Qiao and the others approaching, he was not at ease. He had been contacting us through WeChat. The other party was very loud and said that he wanted to buy rather than rent. He thought that the other party must be a middle-aged rich man.
Until Wen Qiao came closer and said, "Is this Mr. Chen from the agency?"
Chen Jun then stood up straight: "Who are you?"
"We're here to buy a house."
Chen Jun looked at Wen Qiao and his brother up and down and couldn't help but said, "Aren't the parents here?"
Wen Qiao: "I'll buy two."
Chen Jun:…
"you sure?"
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Sure, lead the way."
Chen Jun murmured in his heart that he would definitely not be able to do this business today.
The environment of the business park is good, because it is in the suburbs, and the intervals between each building are large. The front row is a small high-rise, all about ten floors, and the back is a garden-style office building.
Chen Jun took them to a small office building in the middle. There were small gardens in the front and back. There were many flowers, plants and trees planted in the yard. He walked through the yard and opened the door. The interior was well decorated. The office building was large and could accommodate at least dozens of contestants. Food, drink and lodging.
(End of chapter)