Mr. Wang told me to cross-dress and I don't follow [Entertainment]

Chai Ziming felt that he was wrong.

He had always thought Mr. Xiao Wang was just a little perverted.

Oh no, that's not what it means.

It was because he always thought Mr. Xiao Wang was perverted, self-righteous, and loved to impose his views on others. He was very strong, and he could be called the straight male cancer among gay men.

But now seeing the clothes in the closet, he realized that it wasn't, or rather, it wasn't simply...

The clothes in the closet must have been purchased for a while, and these cannot be completed in a short while

Every time he put forward his point of view to Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang listened to it.

What he doesn't like, what he resists, President Xiao Wang will not force it, and will choose to back off directly.

It was like this the first time, and it was like this the second time.

He actually knew that he would probably wear strange clothes when he came to Mr. Wang's house, but he came anyway.

One is that President Xiao Wang gave him the right to choose.

The other is that he found that Mr. Wang... is really serious about his feelings for him.

If he was still extremely concerned about wearing the clothes he used to wear, at least he doesn't mind wearing other clothes now.

There is a method of psychotherapy called systematic desensitization. It can be said that Mr. Wang's series of actions towards him can barely be regarded as doing so.Let him slowly reduce his resistance, and gradually he can poke his head out of the turtle shell.

Chai Ziming's face was slightly hot, and he muttered: "These clothes have added a special memory..."

He took out a set of usual clothes from the closet, and he changed them on the spot.

T-shirt low neck sweater black trousers with a windbreaker jacket.

There are no red marks on the neck, but when there is a slight movement, the mark on the collarbone will be exposed.

Chai Ziming thought for a while, and then pulled out a scarf from the upper grid, intending to cover it up later.

The hair can be styled casually, and he plans to go to the bathroom to apply some essence later.

After everything was fully dressed, he returned to the hall and waited for President Xiao Wang to change his clothes and come out.

Wang Jiarong is used to wearing a suit.

He came out of the room and changed into a casual suit.

Chai Ziming looked at Wang Jiarong's appearance, and somehow the appearance of last night flashed in his mind.

He couldn't help but touch his forehead, and sighed inwardly, feeling that he was really hopeless.

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The two got into the car, Chai Ziming was in charge of guiding the way, and Wang Jiarong was in charge of driving.

At this time, the navigation was deliberately forgotten by Wang Jiarong, and Chai Ziming easily forgot it unintentionally.

The car drove all the way to an extremely desolate place, so desolate that there was a half-meter-high weed field next to the factory building that was visible in the field of vision. It was only after a long distance that I could see another factory that I didn't know.

The building of the factory building is extremely monotonous, just a few big houses, and there is a small house next to it, surrounded by a wall, and the name of the garment factory is engraved on the square stone tablet next to the only open gate.

The rumble in the big house seems to be that the machine is working, and the sound can be heard at the door of the factory building, while the small house next to it can be seen as a place where office workers work, and the facade can still be seen.

In this desolate place, Chai Ziming and Wang Jiarong didn't need to hide anything, the car stopped casually at the door and got out of the car carelessly.

The security guard at the gate had been notified, and when he saw someone poking his head out, he said, "Hey, is it Chai Ziming?"

Chai Ziming responded politely with a smile: "Yes."

The security guard opened the door: "Do you want to drive in the car directly? You can also park inside."

Chai Ziming waved his hand: "It's okay, I'm looking for Mr. Zheng. Mr. Zheng is in that little house."

The security guard nodded: "Hey, it's the upper floor in the small house."

Chai Ziming nodded.

The two walked in like this.

Wang Jiarong was a little surprised: "You're a big star, but they don't even have anyone at the door?"

Chai Ziming was amused by Mr. Wang: "I'm not an international superstar, just an ordinary starlet. Besides, this garment factory is a family workshop. They will never be my fans at their age. We treat each other as ordinary people Come and treat."

"Aren't their children your fans?" Wang Jiarong asked.

"No, their children don't chase after stars." Chai Ziming has already contacted the people here, so he naturally knows about this.

But when the two went upstairs, they found that Mr. Zheng was already waiting for them at the door.

Zheng is always a very ordinary middle-aged man with an obvious beer belly, and his clothes are stylish and casual.As soon as he saw the two of them, he smiled all over his face: "Oh, welcome. Xiao Chai, who is this?"

"President Zheng." Chai Ziming introduced to him, "This is President Wang, the vice president of Qinhan Media."

Mr. Zheng became even more enthusiastic: "Oh, even Mr. Wang is here, please come in, please come in. Xiao Chai, we have all the samples of your clothes in my office. Take a look, if it's not good, let's do it again."

Chai Ziming followed Mr. Zheng into the door, and saw a pile of clothes piled there at a glance.

That stack of clothes is all one size fits all, that is, I chose the most common size.

Wang Jiarong walked over to pick up one, a little surprised: "It's very comfortable."

Mr. Zheng immediately filled his face with pride: "That's right, I'm not boasting about this material and craftsmanship. We are the only one among the several garment factories in this area that can make such a cost-effective one. This is a long-sleeved close-fitting. Mixing modal, cotton, and spandex in proportion makes it comfortable to wear. I can’t finish talking about this advantage for three days and three nights. Let me give you an example. That day I..."

When people talk about things that make them feel proud, they always have countless words.

Wang Jiarong could not wait to turn her head away when she heard this... I have seen people boasting about their own things, but I have never seen such a boast.

Chai Ziming touched the material of the clothes, and carefully observed the corners, cuffs, neckline and other key parts.

He didn't care what Mr. Zheng said at all, and he was judging the effect of the clothes entirely based on his own personal experience.

After reading one item, look at the other item, after reading the long sleeves, look at the trousers, and after reading all of them, Chai Ziming nodded: "Better than I expected."

Mr. Zheng was so thirsty, he went to pour a glass of water, and poured two glasses of water for Chai Ziming and Wang Jiarong by the way: "That's natural, the quality of the clothes made by my family is absolutely guaranteed. If you have a large quantity, I promise It can keep the cost to a minimum for you, and the quality is not low at all.”

Chai Ziming nodded: "The amount is definitely not small."

Mr. Zheng smiled even brighter: "Then what do you see in this dress?"

Chai Ziming handed the clothes to Mr. Wang: "Will you try it?"

Wang Jiarong, who wears suits all the year round, thought he was hallucinating: "What did you say?"

Chai Ziming, holding women's clothes, was tangled: "Unfortunately, I didn't find a female model here."

Mr. Zheng immediately said: "It's okay, I have a little girl here who can try on clothes, and we can take care of the finances."

Chai Ziming laughed out loud: "You have to work part-time as a model when you are in finance?"

Mr. Zheng followed with a smile: "Isn't it just trying on clothes."

After the auction was settled, Mr. Zheng called his finances.

A small space has been prepared in the office for people to change clothes. Although there is only one place, there is also a bathroom.

The treasurer of the garment factory is a young girl with dyed chestnut hair. She looks young and energetic. When she saw Mr. Zheng's gesture, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Mr. Zheng, if you do this again, I will ask for a raise."

Chai Ziming next to him made a fuss: "Join, if you don't join, resign and work for me."

This time it was Mr. Zheng's turn to be dumbfounded.

Wang Jiarong took the clothes and entered the changing room first, and the finance minister took the clothes to the bathroom.

Chai Ziming is discussing with Mr. Zheng how much to make for the first batch.

Long-sleeved trousers are suitable for all age groups, from teenagers and girls to the elderly in their fifties and sixties.

Of course, the first audience must be the age group of his fans, from teens to 30s.

What Mr. Zheng means is to continue to produce until it goes on sale.They are responsible for logistics and delivery and other issues, and the two parties calculate the money according to the share.It is said to share, but in fact it means paying some money to the garment factory for each piece of clothing.

In this way, Chai Ziming saves the need to find someone to take charge of it.

"Then my store customer service..." Chai Ziming asked.

Mr. Zheng patted his chest: "If you don't worry here, we will recruit someone specially for an office. You are a big business. Don't underestimate our family's finances. That little girl is amazing. No mistake. We definitely have a clear account with you."

Thinking about it this way, Chai Ziming's side is much more convenient. He only needs to find another accountant and a few staff members to contact Mr. Zheng: "Okay, thank you."

"Hey, you are the one recommended by Lao Bai." Mr. Zheng smiled.

Lao Bai is an old tailor, and also a friend of Mrs. Chai's master that Chai Ziming found.

The two parties have basically finalized, and the later stage is a matter of the contract.

Wang Jiarong pushed open the door of the changing room, adjusted his clothes, and walked up to Chai Ziming: "It's okay."

Chai Ziming looked over.

This set of black round neck and long sleeves has long sleeves, white and red Gothic letters alternately on the side of the arm, and the pants are loose sweatpants with three white lines on the side.

Mainly, handsome.

Chai Ziming's head is like a chicken pecking rice: "It looks good, the clothes are good-looking, and the person is also good-looking. It's very good, and it's very suitable."

He helped Wang Jiarong pull back the long sleeves and shoulders, very virtuous.

The smile on Wang Jiarong's face couldn't stop at all.

Mr. Zheng kept talking about his compliments, from clothes to people, and then to Chai Ziming's design.

At this time, Finance also came out. Finance's pants are similar to men's, and the jacket is slightly longer than men's. The chest and collar are also different from men's. Hers is white, which matches the men's.

Chai Ziming looked at the finances, and he really admired himself: "The clothes I designed are really beautiful, and they must look better when I wear them."

Wang Jiarong: "...you really like to wear women's clothes..."

Chai Ziming: "..."

Wait, who gave you the illusion? ? ! !