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"Give the name of the store?" Meng Huaxuan raised an eyebrow. He lowered his eyes in thought for a moment, then walked back to his seat.

He also wanted to seize this opportunity to make peace with Song Xiangsi. After all, she had refused to pay attention to him these past few days, causing him to be so anxious that he would scratch his heart and feel terrible.

Song Xiangsi's eyes lit up as she hurriedly followed him, handing him pen and paper in a courteous manner. With a smile, she said, "Your literary talent is good, so obtaining a name is definitely special."

Meng Ling Xuan really didn't dare to carelessly toss down such a tall hat. He chose a name to fool around with. He turned his head to look at Song Xiangsi, thought for a moment, and wrote the three words "Soaring Dragons and Dance" on it.

"Gui Rui Pavilion?" Song Xiangsi could not help but read it out loud, and as she thought about it carefully, she could not help but clap and cheer, "This name is not bad, and it also has a good mood. It sounds literary and suitable for my clothing shop."

After receiving her great encouragement, Meng Huaxuan raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips into a smile.

Putting down the pen and looking around, his eyes fell on the design book on the side. He opened it, lowered his head and thought for a moment. Then, he started to draw on it again.

Song Xiangsi looked over curiously. "What did you write?"

Next, he wrote two lines of small poems beside each of the design drawings, which looked very interesting.

Meng Fanxuan smiled. "When the time comes, you can make these clothes and hang them in the shop. Then you can paste this poem beside you. How interesting."

Song Xiangsi's eyes lit up as she patted herself on the forehead in surprise, "That's right, why didn't I think of such a good idea? Even an ordinary set of clothes looks different with this poem."

That's a good idea!

Song Xiangsi hurriedly complimented him a few times, then pestered Meng Ling Xuan to bring up the rest of the diagrams and poems. She busied herself with the entire night, and only then did she unsteadily return to her room to sleep after half the night had passed.

Meng Ling Xuan watched her swaying back and forth. He felt helpless, but at the same time, he felt sorry for her. However, he had chosen to choose such a woman. She was independent and strong, and refused to show any weakness.

He smiled wryly and went back to his room.

Ender had already finished renovating the shop, so he left with the construction team. He seemed to think that they would never meet again, but unexpectedly, she was busy in the shop and was planning to release the news of her recruitment. Ender walked in with a smile, and when he saw her, he respectfully called out, "Boss."

Song Xiangsi was so busy that her feet did not even touch the ground. For a moment, she could not figure out which one it was. She could only raise her head slightly to take a glance before replying in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Ender smiled, but didn't say anything. He then said, "A few days ago, Boss Meng asked me to help you pay attention to the embroidery ladies with excellent culinary skills in the city. Since I didn't get any work done these days, I went to ask around.

Song Xiangsi paused for a moment before raising her eyes. When she realized it was actually Ender, the smile on her face deepened, "Why are you here? Come in and sit for a while."

He quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it over to Dudian. He smiled and said: "I haven't even opened my shop yet and there is no place to boil hot water. Don't mind the cold tea that I brought from my house."

Ender quickly waved his hand. "No need for that. I'm just a tough guy, what's different about tea?"

Song Xiangsi smiled. Thinking of what he had just said, she could not help but ask, "You said that you wanted to find out about the embroidery lady. Have you already found a person with good culinary skills?"

Ender took a sip of tea. It was a cool, savoury day and he was enjoying himself with a sip. When he heard Song Xiangsi's question, he quickly put down the teacup in his hand and respectfully replied:

I heard that he used to work in an embroidery room in the city, and now that he has come back to take care of my parents, he can no longer go to the city. Coincidentally, that person is my relative, so when some other things came to my house and I asked him to help me find a job, I thought of you, Boss.

Since the city's embroidery workshop had come back, it definitely had good craftsmanship. Furthermore, it was also a relative of Ender's, so he would definitely be able to rely on it.

Song Xiangsi had already made her decision in her heart. Smiling, she said, "Since you are the one who introduced her, I can trust her. How about this, you bring her to my shop one day to take a look.

Ender hurriedly thanked her, said a few more good words, and left thinking, this time his grandpa really did pay a lot of money. For Miss Song's shop, he made them pretend to be decorating workers, and even picked two embroidery ladies from the capital to come over.

It must have been hard on his subordinates for his master to chase after his wife.

Ender waved his sleeves as he walked, not taking a cloud with him.

Song Xiangsi turned around and looked at the enlightenment she had written. Taking a deep breath, she turned around and put it away.

For the time being, it should not be necessary.

The next day, Ender brought the people over. They were two embroidery ladies, one of whom was called Lian and the other was called A-Jiao. They looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.

In the end, he was still from the city and had seen much of the world. He was neither impatient nor impatient, and his actions were also firm.

Song Xiangsi had the two of them stitch out a pattern on the spot. It looked good, with fine stitches and fine stitches. The pattern was not bad either.

"Nice craftsmanship."

He immediately ordered his men to stay behind, afraid that if he was too late, someone else would poach him.

After that, she explained the salary and pay difference between the other families. She had the base salary of five taels of silver per month and a commission of one tael of silver for each piece of clothing.

There was no better treatment than this. Earning more and earning less depended on everyone's hard work. The two little girls were also happy.

Although they came here under the orders of their master, Miss Song was a kind person. Not only was she pleasant to them, she was much more gentle than her usual teachings.

After explaining the treatment, Song Xiangsi briefly explained the rules and regulations here. It was not that she wanted Qiao Qiao, the so-called random rules were not within a certain range. In her previous life, those large companies had their own set of rules, and if she wanted to expand the store, she had to have a good foundation from the start.

After saying this, Song Xiangsi also gave them the specific time they would be working. She then went to buy two boxes of snacks and sent them to Zhou Xiufang's home. She then told her that she would be coming to the store to make clothes the next day.

For the past few days, she had been coming every day to learn embroidery from the old lady.

Everything had already been prepared. Song Xiangsi was both happy and anxious at the same time. She wanted to quickly produce the finished product so that the shop could open up and earn money as soon as possible.

The three of them had decent craftsmanship. Coupled with the thirty or so sets of clothes in the design book that she was a smelly blacksmith had been working overtime to finish in a month and a half.