Su Meng sat in the co driver's seat, her arms on the window, dragging her chin, staring out of the window at the sight of being quickly left behind by the car.

Yuan Xinlei originally wanted to ask something, but seeing her autistic appearance, she simply changed the topic.

"Now that the embroidery workers have found our clothes, we can also start online pre-sale. How much do you think we can do this time?"

Su Meng shook his head. "I don't know."

Holding the steering wheel, Yuan Xinlei confidently said, "the number of our last batch of clothes sold in advance exceeded 10000, and the final number was 12000. This time, I think we can break through 50000. "

Su Meng's happiness was aroused by Yuan Xinlei's words. She took back her arm, sat up straight and thought about it seriously.

"I think fifty thousand is too much. Forty thousand at most this time."

Yuan Xinlei picked eyebrows, "then let's make a bet?"

"Bet on it!"

"If the final sales figure exceeds 50000, I win. If not more than 50000, but more than 40000, then you win. The bet, "Yuan Xinlei's eyes turned," the loser will call the other party a month's father. "

"A month, Dad!" Su Meng was scared by the bet and choked on his saliva. "Is it too cruel?"

Yuan Xinlei gave her a provocative smile, "why, are you afraid?"

Su Meng's face was wrinkled, a little hard to say, "it's shameful to call her dad or something! Let's change the bet. "

Yuan Xinlei was amused by Su Meng's performance. "Ha ha ha, I think many children on the Internet like to call themselves dad. We are also fashionable. Come on, come on. Or Mengmeng, do you think you will lose? Then you can give up now. "

Su Meng said hastily, "of course not. It's called Dad, real wife..." She didn't want to use this adjective.

She simply changed the sentence, "let's change the bet. Shall I give you a bag? "

Yuan Xinlei shook her head. "Do you think I lack a bag? You don't have as many bags as I do

"Then I'll give you a set of lipstick?"

"No."

When they asked and answered, the atmosphere on the bus was much happier, and there was no more depression when they just got on the bus.

Su Meng has no time to think about the lady Xia she just met.

When she got to the Shen's door in the car, Yuan Xinlei let go, "well, the bet is who loses, who buys the other party an Hermes bag. I've been interested in a bag with a price of 50000 for her family for a long time. I'm waiting to kill you! "

A bag of 50000 yuan is not expensive. Su Meng can still buy it on her own, which is better than calling a father.

She nodded her head and said, "OK, buy the bag!"

Yuan Xinlei looked at her picture of painful flesh and felt funny, "your husband is the richest man in China, worth tens of billions, let people know that his woman to buy a 50000 yuan bag will bleed a lot, I'm afraid he will feel stingy and maltreat you."

Su Meng said, "his money is his money. It has nothing to do with me."

Yuan Xinlei frowned and always felt that something was wrong.

Husband and wife are originally an economic entity. The economy is completely separated. It always feels that they respect each other a little too much, which is totally different from their love for each other.

But it could also be the taste of the couple.

She didn't think much. She laughed and didn't say a word.

After getting out of the car, Su Meng waves to her and enters the Shen family's gate.

Just walked to the door of the room, heard inside sweet voice, "Yu an elder brother, I can also be your wife! I will never ask for your money

Why hasn't she left yet?!