There are often thunderstorms in Qiantang in the afternoon during the summer. Luo Jingyu did not check the weather before going out and did not bring an umbrella.
When the bus was halfway through its journey, the sky outside the window darkened, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the footsteps of pedestrians on the street immediately became hurried. Luo Jingyu looked out the window and saw a flash of lightning in the distant sky, followed by... There should have been thunder, as the book wrote.
He observed the reactions of other passengers in the car, and sure enough, there was a moment when everyone seemed to be shocked by something.
Luo Jingyu didn't know what thunder was. When he was at home, his gift was frightened by thunder. Zhanxi was not bad. He would tell him that there was thunder and the loud noise just now. He thought it was good that he couldn't hear it, so he wouldn't be frightened by these noises when making things.
Not long after, it started to rain heavily, and the car windows were soon blurred. Luo Jingyu looked at the people on the road who did not bring umbrellas, either running wildly or finding a roof to hide from the rain, and felt that it was unnecessary.
It is so hot in the summer, it would be nice to have a rain to dispel the heat and cool people down, so they won’t be so depressed and irritable.
When the bus arrived at the West Station, passengers with umbrellas opened their umbrellas and hurried off, while those without umbrellas covered their heads with their hands or bags and rushed forward. Luo Jingyu was not like that. He walked in the rain, his hands in his pockets, strolling leisurely, letting the heavy rain soak him.
There was a convenience store on the side of the road. Luo Jingyu didn't know if Zhan Xi had brought an umbrella, so she went in and bought one. After coming out, he didn't open the umbrella and continued to walk slowly in the rain. Someone ran past him, saw that he was still holding a wrapped umbrella, and then looked at him, wondering if this person was sick
Fortunately, the thunderstorm came and went quickly. Not long after Luo Jingyu stood at the exit, the rain stopped, the clouds and mist dispersed, and the sun soon showed its face again. The air was still filled with moisture from the thunderstorm, but the temperature had risen rapidly. Sweat beads appeared on Luo Jingyu's forehead and nose, and her hair was very wet. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat.
His eyes were fixed on the exit. Waves of long-distance passengers came out, unfamiliar faces one after another. Some were talking, some were laughing. He looked at them numbly, motionless.
Finally, a familiar figure appeared in his sight. Luo Jingyu's eyelashes trembled, as if he had been given a shot of cardiotonic. He watched the man first walking, then jogging, and finally standing in front of him.
Her eyes were so bright, she opened her mouth to speak to him, and she reached out to touch his hair, then frowned and touched his clothes, her little mouth opening and closing. Luo Jingyu did not read her lips, and did not care what she said, she just looked at her face quietly.
She seemed to notice his strangeness, and her expression was filled with concern. She was still talking, and Luo Jingyu tried to concentrate and see what she said, but it was in vain. This happened every time his mind was confused. He couldn't even read her lip language. He was deaf, and it was really not that good. He couldn't read lip language at all times.
She quickly started signing to him, and Luo Jingyu relaxed immediately. This was the language he could understand without any effort. It was his mother tongue. He used sign language when he spoke in his dreams. It was his real way of communicating with people.
She asked: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Why are you wet? Did you get caught in the rain?"
Luo Jingyu nodded.
Zhan Xi looked at the folding umbrella in his hand and felt very puzzled. He asked using sign language: Are you unhappy
Luo Jingyu shook her head again and smiled at her.
He looked very strange, Zhan Xi did not ask any more questions, and wanted to hold his hand to leave the station. At this moment, Luo Jingyu suddenly opened his arms and hugged her. She was still carrying a backpack, and he held her and the bag in his arms.
Zhan Xi was sure that Xiaoyu had encountered something unhappy.
The two took a taxi back home, and Luo Jingyu remembered that he didn't buy any vegetables. Zhan Xi slipped into the kitchen and saw him standing in front of the refrigerator in a daze. He pulled his hand and asked in sign language: What's wrong
On the way back, she communicated with Luo Jingyu using sign language. Zhan Xi has basically mastered the daily expressions and does not find them difficult. She "talks" to Xiaoyu every day and has become very proficient with it.
Luo Jingyu looked at her apologetically and pointed to the empty refrigerator: There are no vegetables.
Zhan Xi smiled and said: Just eat something, it’s okay.
Luo Jingyu's eyes drooped again and she looked very depressed.
Zhan Xi thought about it and asked him: Xiaoyu, how about we go out to eat? Take a walk? Have a date
Luo Jingyu looked at her for a long time and said in sign language: I want to go somewhere, will you accompany me
Sure. Zhan Xi bent his right hand and raised four fingers, "I will accompany you wherever you want to go."
Zhan Xi didn't expect that Luo Jingyu actually took her to Fenglin Night Market.
The two first had a simple dinner in a small restaurant. After the meal, Luo Jingyu took her hand and came to Chen Liang's stall.
It was Friday night and because the weather was relatively cool after the thunderstorm, nearby residents came out for a walk to cool off, so the night market had a large flow of people.
Chen Liang and Maomao were both guarding the stall, eating lunch boxes. When they saw Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi, they were both surprised. Chen Liang put down the lunch box and started sign language to Luo Jingyu, mumbling something.
Zhan Xi listened to him very carefully and found that although Chen Liang spoke very vaguely, he could still make out a few words, such as "how" and "eat". His sign language was much faster than Luo Jingyu's, and his gestures were not particularly accurate, so Zhan Xi had a hard time understanding them. Turning to look at Xiaoyu, he also signed a few words, but they were not as standard as when he signed to her normally, and seemed much more casual.
Zhan Xi understood that this was the normal state for hearing-impaired people to communicate. Luo Jingyu usually used sign language to her in a reserved manner, fearing that she wouldn't understand. But if he really met a deaf person like him, he wouldn't be so particular.
After Luo Jingyu brought Zhan Xi to the stall, Chen Liang and Maomao looked at Zhan Xi curiously. Luo Jingyu introduced her in sign language: This is my girlfriend, Zhan. Then she signed to Zhan Xi: This is my classmate.
He took out his cell phone and typed to Zhan Xi: Chen Liang, Maomao.
After seeing this, Zhan Xi immediately used sign language to say to the young couple: Hello.
Chen Liang asked the stall next door to borrow two plastic stools for Luo Jingyu and the others to sit on. Zhan Xi looked at the things on the stall, mostly small accessories, as well as small portable fans, power banks, flip-flops... There was no theme, it seemed like they sold everything.
She had been sitting quietly beside Luo Jingyu, watching him chatting with Chen Liang. Mao Mao went to buy two bottles of iced drinks and handed one to her with a smile. Zhan Xi quickly bent his thumb and said, "Thank you."
Maomao was stunned for a moment and asked in sign language: Can you hear me
Zhan Xi nodded: I can hear it.
Maomao widened his eyes and forcefully interrupted the conversation between Luo Jingyu and Chen Liang, asking Luo Jingyu: Is your girlfriend a listener
Luo Jingyu glanced at Zhan Xi and nodded to Maomao. Now Chen Liang was also excited: How did you find such a beautiful girlfriend
Luo Jingyu didn't know how to answer. Zhan Xi smiled and said in sign language: I pursued him, I like him very much.
Chen Liang showed an envious expression on his face, and was hit by Mao Mao. Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi again, and Zhan Xi smiled and took his arm, and even stuck out his tongue and made a face at him. Luo Jingyu was helpless, stretched out his hand to rub her hair, and pinched her cheek, which gave Mao Mao goose bumps.
Luo Jingyu and Chen Liang chatted in sign language again, while Maomao was busy with the business at the stall, occasionally selling a pair of earrings or a pair of slippers. Zhanxi was drinking a drink nearby, she was wearing shorts, and a mosquito bit her leg, so she slapped it. Luo Jingyu saw it, and quickly made some gestures with Maomao, who then lit a plate of mosquito coils and placed it at Zhanxi's feet, smiling at her in a friendly manner.
Zhan Xi didn’t understand why Luo Jingyu suddenly wanted to come to the night market, and he didn’t ask. He occasionally watched them chatting and regarded it as practicing sign language “listening”. Then he found that if her usual sign language conversations with Xiaoyu were at the level of English Level 4, then the conversations between Xiaoyu and Chen Liang were at least at the level of English Level 8.
The gestures were so fast and chaotic, and the sentence was quite long. Zhan Xi had to work very hard to understand 50% of the content, and had to guess the rest.
She found that her sign language level was still not good enough, so she thought about continuing to study at Teacher Zhou's house, practicing more with Xiaoyu, and encouraging Xiaoyu to speak long sentences to her.
In fact, Luo Jingyu didn't talk to Chen Liang about too in-depth topics. They just chatted casually, asking Chen Liang how his business was going, how much money he could make a month, and whether he wanted to sell heat shrink jewelry again. He could make some for them to sell when he had time.
Maomao said yes, yes, he had wanted to ask him about purchasing goods for a long time, but he was afraid that Xiaoyu was too busy, so he didn't dare to ask. Luo Jingyu then said that he should go back and make some and put them on the stall to sell.
For a while, the four of them were very quiet, and no customers stayed in front of the stall. Chen Liang played with his phone, Maomao sorted the goods on the stall, and Zhan Xi leaned against Luo Jingyu obediently. I turned my head to look at his profile and found that he was in a daze.
Xiaoyu was acting strange that day. He was always distracted. It seemed as if he was looking at the people coming and going in the night market, but his eyeballs didn't move. There was a hint of confusion in his expression.
In fact, Luo Jingyu was recalling the scene four years ago. He remembered himself and Chen Liang sitting in the stall, just like now, it was also summer, and then Fang Xu came to him.
At first, he was worried that Fang Xu was a liar, but he felt that there was nothing to be cheated about. Besides, Fang Xu's girlfriend was also a student of Teacher Xu. After hearing Teacher Xu say that her family was very rich, Luo Jingyu felt that Fang Xu had no need to lie to him.
Although he was not penniless at that time, compared with Fang Xu, who was dressed fashionably and wore a watch, he looked very shabby. The T-shirt he was wearing was bought at the night market for only thirty yuan.
After four years, his cooperation with Fang Xu ended. It was hard to say whether he felt regretful or not, it was just so sudden that the cooperation ended before he was ready.
Luo Jingyu naturally felt anxious. He became alone again and didn't know what to do next. Fang Xu said that this was called a good parting, but Luo Jingyu didn't think so.
He realized belatedly that Fang Xu must have done this on purpose. He had been planning this for a long time and chose this time to break up with him on purpose, in order to prevent him from doing business at the Hanfu Festival.
Although Luo Jingyu didn't like Fang Xu very much, he clearly felt Fang Xu's disgust towards him, which made him very sad.
I thought they would break up peacefully, and even have a meal and drink together, and the grudges would be gone, and the four-year relationship would end. But it turned out that he was like a tool with no use value, and Fang Xu threw him away at will, and not only did he throw him away, but he also stole his design.
If he didn't do the 200,000 or 300,000 yuan business at the Hanfu Festival, the promise he made to Brother Huanhuan would become a lie. He couldn't make 300,000 yuan this year. After deducting the mortgage, tuition fees and the expenses of participating in the Creation Festival, his income was really only enough to support himself.
But he has a girlfriend. Luo Jingyu turned her head to look at Zhan Xi. She knew nothing and didn’t know what he had been through. He wondered, what would she think if she knew
He was like a jobless man, and she was also unemployed. It was really funny for two unemployed people to be in love. They were even worse than Chen Liang and Maomao.
After sitting at the night market for more than an hour, Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi returned home. Luo Jingyu said that Zhan Xi was tired after taking the long-distance bus, and asked her to go home and rest early, but Zhan Xi was unwilling to go back to the eighth floor, took a shower, and then slipped back to 1504.
She could tell that Xiaoyu was worried, but he might not be ready to tell her that day. She didn't want to force him to tell her, so she just wanted to spend more time with him. It would be best if he was willing to talk.
Luo Jingyu had been caught in the rain during the day, so she took a shower when she got home. When she was sitting on the sofa in a daze, Zhan Xi opened the door and came in.
He looked at the girl changing her shoes by the door from a distance, and for some reason he felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He could feel Huanhuan's concern for him, and knew that she was here to accompany him. He thought, why should he hide it from her? She was Huanhuan, so what could he not tell her
I can tell her everything, good or bad. I don’t want to keep it in my heart anymore.
Zhan Xi happily ran to Luo Jingyu, jumped onto the sofa, hugged him and kissed him. After the kiss, he found that Xiaoyu was looking at her sadly, so Zhan Xi touched his face and asked, "What's wrong with you today? Did you encounter anything unhappy?"
Luo Jingyu: “…”
"If you want to talk to me, we can talk. It's okay if you don't want to talk." Zhan Xi kissed him again, "I haven't seen you for three days. Do you miss me?"
Luo Jingyu smiled, but it was a bit forced. He thought for a moment, stood up, took out the three pieces of paper from the cabinet and handed them to Zhan Xi, saying in sign language: Fang came today and said that he wanted to stop cooperating with me and wanted me to sign, so I signed.
Zhan Xi was startled, and quickly looked at the paper in his hand and asked, "Did you sign it? Do you understand what this is?"
Zhan Xi was already shocked by Fang Xu's sudden cessation of cooperation. She was also skeptical about Luo Jingyu's written reading and math levels. She was afraid that he would sign something he shouldn't and be cheated by Fang Xu.
These should be liquidation statements. Zhan Xi didn't understand the data part either, so he asked Luo Jingyu: "Does he owe you money?"
Luo Jingyu shook her head. Zhan Xi looked at the text again. It wrote about the products designed and produced by Fang Xu and Luo Jingyu during their cooperation over the past four years. Before the signing date, except for the customers' customized designs, the copyright of all other designs belonged to "Xiao Yuyu Handmade Embossing", which meant that they all belonged to Fang Xu.
Zhan Xi: “…”
"How could you sign it?" Zhan Xi was stunned. "Xiao Yu, you are so stupid! He took away all your previous designs. Do you understand?"
Luo Jingyu nodded. Afterwards, he carefully read the text parts. Yes, they were all taken away by Fang Xu, but he didn't take it too seriously.
Every year, the big business has to be redesigned. Not many old models can be sold for a long time. The pattern can be fine-tuned, the color of the hot stamping is also very diverse, and the hardware is even more numerous. Unless Fang Xu is very lazy, he will use the old model to make a living. But if he does that, the Hanfu girl will not be willing to pay for it.
"Wait a minute, I'll send this to my cousin first." Zhan Xi called Yin Li, an accountant. Twenty minutes after receiving the three liquidation statements, she called back.
"Generally speaking, there is no problem." Yin Li said, "Just ask your friend, has all the money on the form been received? It says that it has been paid off. If you sign before it is paid off, it will be difficult to get it back if the other party cheats."
Zhan Xi breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "My friend said that everything has been settled and there is no outstanding debt."
Yin Li said, "That shouldn't be a problem. The main thing is the design in the text. Your friend has signed it, which means he has accepted it. Is that what you mean?"
"Yes, he accepted it." Although Zhan Xi felt that Luo Jingyu should not accept it, seeing that he did not seem too troubled, he knew that the problem was not big.
Yin Li: "That's fine, is the partnership broken up? It's pretty clear, nothing too strange, I think it's fine."
Zhan Xi was relieved: "Okay, then I understand. Thank you, Sister Lili."
Luo Jingyu waited until Zhan Xi finished the call, and looked at her timidly, fearing that there was something fishy about these forms, such as suddenly making him bear a huge debt, and then he would really go to Fang Xu to fight him.
Fortunately, Zhan Xi told him: "My cousin said that as long as you accept the text part and you are not owed money, there will be no problem."
Luo Jingyu nodded gently.
"Xiao Yu, don't sign this kind of thing casually in the future." Zhan Xi said, "You can wait for me to come back, then you can take the document and tell the accountant to check it before you sign it. You are too honest. You will sign just because Fang Xu asks you to? What if he tries to cheat you?"
Luo Jingyu didn't dare to answer. The scene in the afternoon was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want to sign, but Fang Xu was aggressive. When soft tactics didn't work, he tried hard tactics. It was probably the sentence "I don't want to cooperate anymore, you are delaying me, how can you be so shameless" that completely subdued Luo Jingyu.
He was indeed thin-skinned. In the past, Fang Xu always looked down on him for being deaf and difficult to communicate with, so he had always tried hard to cooperate with Fang Xu's work, wanting to prove that he was no worse than hearing people. Once Fang Xu caught his weakness and attacked him, he would feel ashamed and angry, but found it difficult to refute.
Zhan Xi saw that he was depressed and comforted him: "Forget it, we have already signed the contract, let's part ways amicably. Xiaoyu, have you thought about how to do your next job?"
It was not until this moment that Zhan Xi realized why Luo Jingyu had been acting so strangely. It would be strange if it wasn't strange. Xiaoyu had no partner and suddenly lost his direction. He had to start all over again. He didn't know if he had any plans in mind or how many chips he had in hand.
Luo Jingyu raised his hands, and they stopped in mid-air. After a moment of silence, he put his hands down and shook his head.
In the next two hours, Zhan Xi communicated with him patiently and found out why Luo Jingyu was so confused. It turned out that he didn't have any customers at all.
Fang Xu is also amazing. For four years, he has not allowed Luo Jingyu to register an account on any social platform, and has not allowed him to join any customer group. He said that the groups are full of young girls chatting, and Luo Jingyu has no time to read them, and his chatting skills are not good enough, so it is better for him to maintain customers, and Luo Jingyu just needs to concentrate on making products.
Zhan Xi found it unbelievable, how could Xiaoyu agree to it
Probably because Fang Xu never owed him money, Luo Jingyu had always lived in a comfort zone. Looking at her income increasing year by year, she thought that this was pretty good.
Sure enough, as soon as the group broke up, Luo Jingyu was the one who was caught off guard.
Zhan Xi thought for a long time and asked Luo Jingyu for the address of Fang Xu's studio. Luo Jingyu asked her what she wanted to do. Zhan Xi said that she wanted to communicate with Fang Xu again to see if there could be a turnaround, at least to finish the business of this year's Hanfu Festival. If that didn't work, she wanted to try to get some customers from Fang Xu.
Of course, she felt that the hope was slim, and she thought that it would be unfair to Xiaoyu to break up in such an unclear manner.
Luo Jingyu also felt that she would not be able to get anything from Fang Xu, but Zhan Xi insisted, so he told her the address.
The next day, Zhan Xi went to Fang Xu's studio alone. Luo Jingyu wanted to go with her, but she said no, she could handle it.
Arriving at the destination, Zhan Xi saw a few customer service girls working in front of computers outside and asked politely, "Hello, is Mr. Fang here?"
The customer service said: "Yes, but our boss has guests, please wait a moment."
Zhan Xi sat and waited for more than ten minutes. The door of Fang Xu's office opened and a young girl walked out. Zhan Xi looked up at her and found that it was someone he had seen before - the owner of the rose perm booth at the Creation Festival.
The girl was dressed beautifully and stylishly. She recognized Zhan Xi when she saw her and said with a smile, "It's you, Xiyu Bamboo Flower."
Zhan Xi stood up: "Hello, my last name is Zhan, Zhan Xi."
"Hello, my name is Guan Rujie." Guan Rujie shook hands with Zhan Xi and asked, "Are you here to see Brother Xiaofang?"
She spoke in a very sweet and coquettish voice, and had a delicate demeanor, like a naive little girl. However, Zhan Xi always felt that her eyes were not as childish as her appearance, and she looked quite sophisticated.
"Well, I'm looking for Mr. Fang." Zhan Xi replied.
Guan Rujie said, "Then you go in. I'll leave first. Is it hot outside?" She put on her sunglasses, took out her car keys and swung them, "Bye, Miss Zhan."
Zhan Xi looked at her back as she left, and suddenly felt that there was no need for him to look for Fang Xu. It was obvious that Fang Xu had found a new partner, and the samples he took away would definitely be opened, and there was a high probability that Miss Guan would be asked to make them.
But since he was already here, Zhan Xi decided to have a chat with Fang Xu.
Fang Xu was surprised by Zhan Xi's sudden visit and asked, "Miss Zhan, why didn't you call me before you came? Come sit down, would you like anything to drink?"
"No, thank you. I'll be leaving soon." Zhan Xi sat down opposite him and said with a smile, "Mr. Fang, I didn't see you say hello in advance when you went to see Xiaoyu. Don't you always go whenever you want?"
Fang Xu laughed: "Xiaoyu is at home every day, and I don't work in the office. What if you miss it?"
Zhan Xi said, "It's okay. I'm an unemployed vagrant now anyway. At most I can come a few more times and I'll be able to see Mr. Fang someday."
Fang Xu asked: "Did you... bump into Xiao Guan just now?"
"Yes." Zhan Xi said, "Is he Mr. Fang's new partner?"
"Hey, Xiaoyu and I have parted ways, but we still have to continue the business." Fang Xuhun didn't care about the ridicule in Zhanxi's tone, "You can't just allow Luo Jingyu to find a new partner and not allow me to find one, right?"
Zhan Xi asked back: "Did Mr. Fang misunderstand? When did Luo Jingyu get a new partner?"
"Isn't it you? Xiyu Hot Flower Art!" Fang Xu laughed, "You two are both in the newspapers! He dared to do this even though he didn't break up with me. I didn't say anything to him."
Zhan Xi explained: "The registration of Xiyu Tanghua was a requirement of the organizer of the Maker Festival. Xiaoyu Tanghua does not have a public account, and its Weibo account has not been open for a long time. If we ask you to register and cooperate with the promotion of the Maker Festival, will you agree?"
Fang Xu said, "It's meaningless to talk about this now, Miss Zhan, I wonder why you came to see me today? If it has anything to do with Luo Jingyu, I'm sorry, I have already settled things with him."
Zhan Xi said sincerely, "Mr. Fang, can you please return the copyright of the accessories designed by Luo Jingyu for the Hanfu Festival to him? Forget about the previous ones, he agreed to give them up, but can you return these latest ones to him? He designed them all by staying up late."
Fang Xu grinned and shook his finger: "Miss Zhan, have you seen the liquidation form? Do you think it's okay?"
Zhan Xi said with a stiff upper lip: "Then... can you... give me a few contacts of some of the Hanfu studios or societies you've worked with? Not many, three or four will be enough, so that we can compete fairly in the future and make a living from our works."
Fang Xu laughed: "Is it so blatant to snatch customers now? Miss Zhan, you are really naive. I'm kind enough to show you a way. All Hanfu studios and clubs have accounts on Weibo. You can contact them one by one! That's how I started. Otherwise, how can I get ready-made food for you?"
Zhan Xi kept silent. Actually, Fang Xu was right. There was a way. She had thought of it. It was just that... Xiaoyu had a hard time doing these things. People do have strengths and weaknesses. This was Luo Jingyu's weakness, a congenital defect. Forcing him to do it was really asking too much.
Fang Xu said with a smirk, "In fact, I think Luo Jingyu doesn't need to make a living from Hanfu apparel anymore. He has always dreamed of making high-end, classy, and stylish embossing works. Why is he still eyeing these small profits? He doesn't even care about these. Why don't you try another route? You are so capable, you can help him expand the market, right? Oh, I can't do that. I can only make these small things. I can't compare with you guys."
Every word he said was a mockery of Luo Jingyu and Zhan Xi. They had made many arguments to Fang Xu before, but now he was hitting back at them one by one. Seeing his shameless look, Zhan Xi was really angry, but he could do nothing about it.
Who made that idiot Luo Jingyu sign all the documents? Everything has become passive.
On the way home, Zhan Xi sat in the subway car and thought for a long time.
She opened Weibo and looked at Xu Qingyan's homepage, and then looked at the homepages of Sister Shao, Sister Xiao Zhu, and Sister Xiao Ding, and even found Guan Rujie's homepage. They were all single-person operations, with no one to help them. They took photos, edited videos, opened warehouses, managed Taobao stores, and interacted with customers themselves...
Only Xiaoyu is not like that, because he can't hear and has various restrictions.
Zhan Xi opened Xiyu Tanghua's Weibo again. It had been just one week since the Maker Festival, and she had not updated her Weibo and public account during this week. Previously it was because the sample made by Luo Jingyu had not been finalized, and later it was because the design copyright had been snatched away.
This account has nearly two thousand fans, which is about the same as the number of fans on the official account. It is far behind Sister Shao and the others, and even further behind Xu Qingyan. Even Guan Rujie has three times as many fans as Xiyu.
Luo Jingyu didn't have any WeChat or QQ groups, just like a blank slate. However, Zhan Xi added a lot of clients at the Creation Festival, including several young girls from the Hanfu circle.
What should I do
It’s the end of July, and the Hanfu Festival is in mid-October, which is still two and a half months away, so the time is not too tight.
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Luo Jingyu had not slept well the night before due to insomnia, and she felt unwell that afternoon, so she took a nap.
After waking up, he found that his nose was blocked, he had runny nose, and he felt dizzy and headache. He knew that it was a stupid act to get caught in the rain yesterday.
He didn't lie there any longer. He went to the living room and saw the workbench. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
Usually, after the samples were made, Fang Xu would have already opened the warehouse. Luo Jingyu would have the order in hand, so she could take her time to order hardware and fabrics and start work.
But now, he had no work to do. He felt extremely confused and empty after being busy all the time.
Luo Jingyu endured the headache and waited on the gifts, took care of the flowers and plants, and then went out to buy groceries. After coming back, he swallowed two cold medicines. Still didn't want to be idle, so he simply started cleaning. Just as he was mopping the floor, Zhan Xi came back.
Seeing the indifferent expression on her face, Luo Jingyu knew that nothing could happen. She smiled at her and said in sign language: It's okay, take your time, I will think about what to do.
Zhan Xi put down his bag, walked up to him, took away the mop handle, leaned aside, hugged his waist and looked up at him.
Luo Jingyu looked at Zhan Xi's face which was red from the sun and the beads of sweat hanging on the tip of his nose, and suddenly remembered that they went to have Thai food on Christmas Eve last year, and he proudly told her that he was not a poor man and could earn 350,000 yuan a year. She also thought of Zhan Jie coming to his house a few days ago, and he proudly told his "brother-in-law" that he would make a lot of money and would definitely treat Huanhuan well.
Thinking of all this, he felt ashamed. He had become like this in just a few days, and he was still thinking of making heat shrink jewelry for dozens of yuan each and selling them at Chen Liang's stall, just to earn one or two thousand yuan to deal with emergencies.
At this time, Zhan Xi spoke up: "Xiao Yu, I have decided not to look for a job. Let me help you do it. I will use 'Xiyu Fish Hot Embossing' as the sign. I can do what Fang Xu can do. As long as you have the skills, we will definitely be able to start the business again."