Yang Cheng felt that his fashion sense was not very good, but he could still tell the difference between what an old lady wore and what a young person wore.

From the current perspective, Dong Xiaomei’s vision is worse than mine.

If she didn't change her appearance, it would be difficult to attract Wei Qianfan.

How to improve her appearance? Yang Cheng fell into deep thought. It was impossible for him to help her choose clothes.

Two people who lack vision, put together, cannot achieve anything.

At this moment, she thought of a person, a very fashionable and dressy woman.

Fang Tian.

"I'm going to make a phone call outside, wait for me."

Yang Cheng took the phone and asked Wu Zheng for Fang Tian's number.

"Hello Miss Fang, I'm Yang Cheng."

Fang Tian on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Yang Cheng wanted to talk to her.

"Are you free tomorrow? I want to ask you to go shopping with me and a friend. We both don't know how to pick clothes. I thought about it and found that you are the best at dressing among the people I know. Every time I see you, you are so beautiful and elegant, just like a fairy...

I wonder if you could help me?"

Yang Cheng was so happy to praise Fang Tian that Fang Tian was delighted. Fang Tian was quite confident in herself.

She was so happy that she agreed immediately.

"No problem, I guarantee that I can turn the ugly duckling into a swan. Uh, no, I guarantee that I can turn the little girl into a great beauty, hehehe..."

"Thank you then. By the way, don't go to a store that's too expensive. Just an average, ordinary store will do."

Fang Tian's clothes should not be cheap. According to her consumption concept, they might cost thousands of yuan. Dong Xiaomei is wearing 30 yuan a piece now. If she is asked to buy such expensive clothes, she would probably scream like a pig.

Fang Tian said she understood and knew where to buy it. In fact, she had worn both expensive and cheap clothes, but she had a better eye and knew how to choose.

"However, I'm busy with work these days. Can we make an appointment on Saturday?"

"Yeah, sure, see you on Saturday!"

After hanging up the phone with Fang Tian, ​​Yang Cheng walked in and said to Dong Xiaomei:

"Your current clothes are pretty, but they don't suit Mr. Wei's taste. Let's go to the city to buy clothes together on Saturday. Wear something prettier and dazzle his eyes!"

"Good! I can't wait to blind him!"

"But my friend is not free until Saturday, so we can take a few days off. Don't alert the enemy and don't go to Wei Qianfan during these few days."

Dong Xiaomei said she understood very well and would follow all arrangements made by the organization.

Dong Dabao was dumbfounded watching from the side.

"You! Dong Dabao! Don't reveal the organization's secrets, or I'll throw you into the factory's women's restroom!"

Dong Xiaomei spoke to him viciously.

Dong Dabao rolled his eyes, turned his head and ignored her.

……

When Yang Cheng left the Dong family, he handed the little pig girl to Dong Dabao.

According to his professional opinion, it would take at least half a month to help the little pig girl overcome her fear of heights, and professional matters should be left to professionals.

As an expert on pigs, Dong Dabao guarantees that he will help the little pig overcome its fear of heights in at least half a month and at most a month, and even take it skydiving.

Yang Cheng left contentedly.

I did two important things today, one for Qin Che's good, and the other for the pig's good. It was a very meaningful day.

It was already past 6 o'clock when she returned to the pig farm. After dinner, she washed up early, climbed into bed, took out her cell phone, and called Qin Che.

"Hello? When will you be back?"

"I think it's great here. I don't want to come back." Yang Cheng said deliberately.

"Hmm? Are you interested in someone, Dong Dabao or Zhu Dachang? Woman, don't play with fire."

"Nonsense, can't I just like a little piggy girl?"

"So when will you and Piggy Girl come back? Don't you miss me?"

"Oh, you're so corny, I won't miss you."

Yang Cheng hid in the bed, covered his head with the quilt, twisted his body like a pretzel, and covered his mouth with his hands while laughing.

"Oh, you don't miss me, but I miss you." Qin Che also imitated her and pinched his throat to shout.

"Oh, you don't act like a boss at all."

"What do I look like?"

"You are...President Diarrhea, President Poop, the Poopy ...

“…Anything else?” Qin Che’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Everyone has had diarrhea. Those who don’t have diarrhea are not human.

"Splatoon."

"...Woman, you are playing shit."

"I mean, you are a very approachable president."

Yang Cheng became more and more excited as they talked, feeling in his heart that this was the life of a married couple, ordinary, sweet and warm.

Before going to bed, Yang Cheng said she couldn't sleep, so Qin Che read "The Pig Farming Boy" to her.

"Huangfu Tieniu's grandmother looked at Ouyang Cuihua coldly: 100 million, leave Tieniu. Cuihua closed her eyes, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes like a waterfall, and the corners of her mouth trembled: 200 million.

Grandma Huangfu sneered. She was indeed a vain woman. Ah Tie actually said that she regarded money as dirt. Her eyes were as sharp as torches, as if a raging fire was burning: 200.01 million, no more.

...Are you asleep?"

Yang Cheng didn't respond.

"Do you want to know how much they got in the end?"

Yang Cheng raised his eyelids a little, "Cuihua is just pretending to be strong. She won't take a penny from the Huangfu family."

"Humph, you are wrong. Things are not as simple as you think."

Yang Cheng climbed out of the bed and asked a little excitedly: "How is that possible? Just keep reading."

"To know what happened next, I'll tell you next time~"

Yang Cheng: …

……

The next day, Yang Cheng packed up his things and returned to Qin Che's house. He originally planned to stay for a few more days, but Qin Che said that Xiaozhumei had been handed over to Dong Dabao, so he could go back if there was nothing else.

Yang Cheng felt too embarrassed to stay there any longer, so he got into Uncle Fang's car and went back early in the morning.

After staying at Qin Che's house for 3 days, it finally arrived on Saturday.

Yang Cheng got up early and had breakfast. When he was about to go out, Brother Niu called and said he was at the door.

Yang Cheng ran to the door and saw Brother Niu wearing a black T-shirt, jeans and flip-flops.

"I came to the city to sell sheep. I asked Aunt Yang for your address, so I brought some snacks that Brother Ji likes."

Yang Cheng took the bag from Aniu, which contained spicy strips, bear biscuits, a planet cup, a green tongue, and two spicy chicken necks.

"Brother Ji likes to eat chicken necks?"

"Yeah. My favorite."

Yang Cheng put the things away and went into the house, then came out and told Brother Niu that he was going to the city to buy clothes. Just then, Uncle Fang arrived with Dong Xiaomei.

Dong Xiaomei was still wearing the same black suit. Yang Cheng glanced at Brother Aniu. The two of them looked very well matched in their outfits.

It seems that Brother Niu’s fashion sense is not that good either.

"Brother Niu, do you want to go shopping for clothes with us? Fang Tian is back too, we are old friends now."

"Well, since we've sold all the sheep, let's go for a walk in the city."

Uncle Fang drove four people and arrived at the "Hong Kong Women's Street" in the city 40 minutes later.

There are no brand-name stores on this street. It is full of cheap and novel things, including clothes, bags, shoes, accessories, toys, and everything else.

Fang Tian arrived before them, and she saw Yang Cheng coming with two men in black.

When they walked in, Fang Tian raised her eyebrows, glanced at Dong Xiaomei, and said to Brother Niu:

"Is this Aniu's wife?"

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