Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

When Wang Xiuzhen saw it, she immediately came forward excitedly.

"Sister, I've been waiting for you, these flowers have withered."

Li Qingran smiled and put down the cardboard box in his hand, "Sister, look, I'm coming right now."

Wang Xiuzhen wiped Li Qingran with a handkerchief, "You, you, if you tell me next time, I will send someone to get it, so you don't have to work so hard. You're even wet just by looking at it."

Li Qingran opened the cardboard box with a smile.

"Sister, look at the first batch of snow cream."

"Oh, you don't know. I didn't give the trial product you sent that day to several little sisters. You don't know that after two days, they chased me every day and asked me when I would sell it. What you sent here has literally saved my life."

Li Qingran wiped her sweat and said, "Sister, you have a wide range of interpersonal relationships. Without you, I don't know where I would have sold my things. Thanks to Sister Xiuzhen."

Wang Xiuzhen smiled more and more sincerely, this girl has a good memory.

Holding the snow cream in his hand, "Sister, I have made an appointment for you, the lover of the shopping mall director. This weekend afternoon, that is, tomorrow, you come over early."

Li Qingran nodded quickly, "Thank you, Sister Xiuzhen. Don't worry, are you worried about my craftsmanship? Come here and let me try it for you first."

After saying that, he pulled Wang Xiuzhen to sit on the stool next to him.

Take out the cosmetics prepared in advance from the bag.

"Sister, you try it first."

Wang Xiuzhen became more energetic now.

"Come here."

After a period of internal conditioning by Li Qingran, coupled with the conditioning of Snow Cream and the last lotion, Wang Xiuzhen's skin condition has improved a lot.

Li Qingran quickly traced Wang Xiuzhen's face.

This is a simple thing for her who has been in the entertainment industry for so long.

Soon, Li Qingran handed the mirror to Wang Xiuzhen. "Sister, look at it."

Wang Xiuzhen looked in the mirror and was stunned.

His hand unconsciously touched his face, "Sister, is this really me?"

"Otherwise? Sister Xiuzhen, you have a good foundation."

"Sister, sit down and let me comb your hair."

Because Wang Xiuzhen was wearing a skirt today, which felt a bit like a classic cheongsam, Li Qingran quickly gave her a retro hand-push ripple hairstyle.

"Sister, you are more beautiful than those movie stars now."

Wang Xiuzhen looked at her new self and stood up excitedly.

"Sister, with your skills, you'll never be short of food for anything you do."

How can you be so capable?Wang Xiuzhen feels that she looks the most beautiful today in the past few decades.

I really look like the star on the poster.

Now even the people shopping next to me couldn't help but stop.

"Comrade, your makeup and hairstyle are so beautiful. Where did you get them done?"

Wang Xiuzhen said with pride: "My sister did this for me. Look, my skin and makeup were all done by my sister."

"Oh, it's true. I remember the last time I came here to buy something, I felt that your skin had improved a lot, comrade. What did you use?"

Wang Xiuzhen immediately walked over and picked up the snow cream in the box.

"Comrade, this is it, look at it."

The middle-aged woman looked at what Wang Xiuzhen brought over and asked without questioning: "Is this the cream that can be used?"

"Comrade, you are wrong. My girl's family has been a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for generations. Look at her. These things are pure Chinese medicine. It contains ginseng. You can smell it."

"Don't say it's true."

"Well, comrade, this is what my sister just brought over today. Look, there were originally 31 bottles, but now I'll give you 26 bottles."

At this time, the middle-aged woman was a little embarrassed and frowned, "Comrade, this thing of yours is too expensive."

Wang Xiuzhen smiled, as if she had guessed.

"My good sister, look at it. I am like you. I have bad skin and spots. You don't even know it. When I go home, I shake my head when I see the hole in my house. Recently, look at it. I have good skin, I’m not saying that, he looked straight at me, what man doesn’t love beauty, we work hard to make money to support our family, take care of our children, work for decades, what’s wrong with buying nice things to reward ourselves?”

"Besides, look at it. Although this thing costs 26 a bottle, you only need to use it two or three times a week. Such a jar can last for almost 3 months. After all, it only costs a little more than [-] cents a day. It only costs [-] cents. It takes just one more day to make your skin beautiful, but no matter how much cream you apply, it won’t achieve this effect.”

The middle-aged woman was obviously tempted, and she was indeed not short of the twenty dollars. She looked at Wang Xiuzhen's face again.

I made up my mind at once.

"Then get me a bottle."

"Come on, let me tell you, don't worry, she will be so beautiful that even your man can't get out of bed."

The middle-aged woman blushed, paid the money, stuffed it into her bag and left.

Li Qingran looked at Wang Xiuzhen dumbfounded and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

A cow is still your cow.

She had only said that the price was higher, but she did not expect to sell it for thirty. You must know that this is half a month or even a month's salary for many people, and even two months' salary in rural areas.

This is equivalent to the modern equivalent of spending 1 yuan to buy it if you get [-] yuan!

Awesome!

"Sister Xiuzhen, you really deserve to be rich!"

Wang Xiuzhen looked at her breasts and said, "Sister, look, you can rest assured with me."

Li Qingran nodded fiercely.

"Okay, come on, here you go, the bottle I ordered last time has arrived."

"Sister, that money."

"I was worried that if you ran away, I would settle the matter with you after selling the next batch."

Li Qingran smiled and walked out of the state-owned shopping mall with her things in her arms.

I looked around and realized that I had to find a place to put the things in. Otherwise, it would be so heavy that even if I carried it back to the military compound, my arms would be useless.

"Hey, Lao Song, do you think that's my sister-in-law?"

Song Yan looked in the direction of Wen Biao's finger, and it was true.

"sister in law!"

Li Qingran looked towards the restaurant diagonally opposite.

Song Yan?

I saw the man walking over, "Why are you holding such a heavy thing?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and held the heavy box in his hands.

Li Qingran felt the man's thick and powerful arms, the muscles bulged, and sweat streaked down the strong muscle lines.

"Let's go, let's go have dinner together."

Li Qingran wiped his forehead and followed him.

"Sister-in-law, what a coincidence, I meet you every time in the state-owned store."

Li Qingran nodded politely, "Yes, thanks to meeting you last time, I didn't have time to thank you."

"In other words, Lao Song and I are brothers who have passed away. Let's talk about what happened last time. I have to say I'm sorry. Today is a good day. I will definitely apologize to my sister-in-law."

"Boss, there are three of us. Get us two bottles of Erguotou first. Sister-in-law, do you want to drink?"

Li Qingran originally wanted to shake his head, but when he thought about how others helped him last time, he nodded, "A little bit is fine."

"Okay, sister-in-law, drink less."

"Boss, give me some dishes to go with the wine, and some specialties."

The boss looked at the three of them and happily brought peanuts and other side dishes.

Wen Biao filled his and Song Yan's glasses, while Li Qingran had to fill half of them.

"Come on, sister-in-law, let me punish myself with a drink first. I caused you trouble last time."

Wen Biao raised his head and did it.

Seeing this, Li Qingran didn't feel comfortable holding it, so she picked up the wine glass and saluted Wen Biao with a smile.

"I feel ashamed when Comrade Wen Biao said this. It was obviously because he helped me, but in the end it was me who caused trouble for you. If you want to say sorry, it's me too. Thank you very much, Comrade Wen Biao."

After speaking, he boldly poured the wine into his stomach.

Song Yan looked at Li Qingran's movements and frowned. He would get drunk easily if he drank like this.