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Chapter 1345: About Liu Chun



  Su Qing has also been mentally prepared for a long time. She also bought a bag that was copied from her own, and she could tell the authenticity at a glance when she got it.

   One look at fake bags, decent people will not buy them.

  Ordinary people don’t need to buy it. For ordinary people who pay attention to affordable living, it is called flashy. Use a canvas bag or a snakeskin bag to hold things.

  So those small plagiarisms can\'t make a difference at all.

  But the one across the street is different, Su Qing has sharp eyes! One can see at a glance that the visitor from the opposite house is not kind and ambitious. The decoration and furnishings of the shop are all modeled after Su\'s, and it is even more arrogant to open the shop opposite them.

   This is nothing to fear!

   And there is no capital, but such a large store cannot be opened, and the initial investment is a lot of money.

   "Wait..." Su Qing stood up suddenly, approached the floor-to-ceiling window and stared closely at Suu on the opposite side. Sure enough, she was right, the old woman just entered the shop that was being renovated on the opposite side.

  Mom said, what\'s your grandmother\'s name?

  Wang Yinfen?

  Yes, that\'s the name.

  In fact, Su Qing has never acknowledged her grandmother\'s family in her heart, and she used to call Su Xiu and the others by their names directly in the Sanjiaying. But this would guess that the grandma\'s family came to make trouble, and opened a store similar to my own on the opposite side, and I was still feeling depressed for a while.

  Unwilling, bored, wronged, hated...indescribable feeling.

"It\'s really that old woman." Yao Fang was also surprised, "So, we have been secretly targeted. The business in the provincial capital is really difficult, and it is much more troublesome than when we were in Qingshui County. Then What are we going to do next? Are we just watching others plagiarize?"

  Su Qing pursed her lips, and said coldly: "It doesn\'t matter if it\'s just plagiarism, I\'m afraid there will be tricks."

   "Why don\'t you put it in tomorrow\'s meeting and we can discuss it?"

"I don\'t need it for the time being. Just keep an eye on it. I need someone to help me find out." Su Qing quickly adjusted her mentality, and in turn persuaded Yao Fang, "Anyway, let\'s do our own thing, there are imitations and plagiarisms. It\'s all normal, and there will be many such things in the future. They are all trivial matters, and there is no need to take those people seriously, you know?"

  Yao Fang gave a thumbs up, "That\'s right, you\'re right."

   "Hehe." Su Qing smiled and shook her head.

   "Wait a minute, I\'ll make a call and make an appointment tonight."

  The phone was installed in the store, and Su Qing called Changhe Machinery Factory.

   "Hello, who are you looking for?"

   "I\'m Su Qing. I\'m looking for Liu Chun. Is he there?" Su Qing didn\'t want to find her brother-in-law for trivial matters. Now her brother-in-law\'s only focus is on the elder sister, so I don\'t want to bother him.

   "The third boss is not here. He has gone out to handle errands, and he won\'t be back until evening."

   "Then tell him for me that I\'ll go find him after get off work."

"no problem."

"goodbye."

"goodbye."

  After talking on the phone, the two exchanged routinely about the business situation in the store, as well as the suggestions of VIP customers summarized by the shop assistants, etc., and also talked about the holiday situation of tomorrow\'s Lantern Festival. It is impossible to have all the holidays. The store only has a six-day holiday for the Chinese New Year, and it will never be closed for holidays at other times.

  The Lantern Festival can only be arranged to rest, and some of them are on holiday. As for how to arrange it, it is Yao Fang\'s business.

  Su Qing just needs to check the schedule and be clear in her heart.

  (end of this chapter)


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