MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 135v2 The Miserable Supporting Girl Who Saved the Republic of China (11)

It was winter in a blink of an eye, and the autumn clothes were replaced by winter clothes. Song Lingshu opened the closet and found that the clothes were all beautiful in style, but it was really inconvenient to work. There were so many beautiful little dresses, it was not suitable for running around for business.

After finally taking out a thick padded jacket from the bottom of the box, I went to the street.

The people living in the concession are either rich or noble people, or the people at the bottom who come to work to survive, which can be judged only from the clothes. For the pursuit of beauty, the rich ladies just wear a woolen shawl over the thick cheongsam, while the working people mostly wear big padded jackets. The street was shivering with cold.

She waited and watched in the street for a while, when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.

"Miss Fourth, what a coincidence."

She turned around and saw Yufeng carrying a basket of eggs, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, did you buy so many eggs?"

"Yeah, isn't it that your newspaper said that department stores are selling special eggs today, so Master asked me to buy more and make up for the children later."

Song Lingshu has reached cooperation with several shopping malls, and will announce some discount activities every week, so there are many more people waiting for the promotion.

"Ruyi class has accepted new disciples?"

"Yes, the youngest one is only four years old. She was a girl who was abandoned by her parents and almost died of freezing in the street. Fortunately, she was picked up by August." Yufeng said, turning her head and pointing in a certain direction, " Well, August is here too, and I took that child to buy clothes."

Song Lingshu looked over, and saw Tong Bayue standing at the door of the shop at a glance. The other party was paying the bill, and then led the little one next to him, and turned around to look over.

It was across the road, but Song Lingshu knew very well that she saw herself.

After a while, Tong Bayue walked over with the little girl in his hand and said, "What a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence." Song Lingshu looked down at the little girl, her face was almost skinny, she put on new clothes, and she was bulging into a ball, "Little sister, what's your name?"

The child seemed to be afraid of strangers, so he hid behind Tong Bayue.

Tong Bayue said: "She hasn't talked much, and she hasn't said her name."

Yufeng also couldn't help worrying: "If she doesn't talk more and learn to sing, Master may not keep her anymore."

"Don't say such things in front of the child." Tong Bayue patted the child's back and covered her ears.

The child hissed suddenly and avoided it a little, watching her hands cautiously.

"Your hands are too cold." Song Lingshu looked at her beautiful but not warm cheongsam suit, raised her wrist, and looked at her hands with red phalanges, "Where are the gloves?"

"We don't have gloves, I'm not cold." Tong Augustue said.

Yufeng added: "I'm used to it, I can handle the cold from a young age hahaha."

"That can't be carried hard." Song Lingshu took off the leather gloves on his hands, and put them on Tong Bayue's hands without saying a word.

Both Tong Bayue and Yufeng were stunned, and they all looked at her.

She looked at Yufeng slowly, and handed her the other one: "You wear one too?"

"No, no, I have to cook when I go back. It's inconvenient to wear this thing." Yufeng smiled, took the little girl's hand and prepared to leave, "You guys continue talking, I'll go back and cook first."

The two stood in place, looked at each other a few times, but didn't know what to say. After a while, Tong Bayue asked, "Have you had breakfast? Why don't you go have some together?"

"Don't eat, I still have something to do."

"oh."

Song Lingshu looked sideways, and looked at her face for a while. His eyes slid down from her reddened nose, and noticed that there was a light layer of lip oil on her lips, which made her already red lips more fresh and tender. She smiled and asked, "Is the lip balm any good?"

Tong Bayue subconsciously touched her lower lip and said, "It's very useful, thank you."

"You're welcome." Song Lingshu laughed.

Tong Bayue didn't know what she was laughing at, she turned her head and looked away. After a long while, amidst the other party's laughter, the corners of her mouth raised silently.

"By the way, has Yanxi City come to see you recently?"

Tong Bayue shook her head: "I heard from my former neighbor that he went to look for it several times, but because I moved, I couldn't find it. I also went to the theater a few times, but I didn't see him. He came again the night before yesterday. I got into a fight with that young master Fu Zhen for some reason, and neither of them showed up after that."

"Because they were locked up." Song Lingshu laughed. "He beat the commander's son. He's really a no-brainer."

Tong Bayue smiled helplessly: "When are you free, I can return the gloves to you."

"No, it's worthless, so I'll give it to you."

How can this be worthless? As soon as Tong Bayue put it on, she felt that her stiff fingers were wrapped, and it was already warm.

Seeing that she seemed to retort, Song Lingshu said again: "Don't worry, I'm Yansi, this little money is nothing."

Tong Bayue couldn't help being happy, and for the first time felt that this arrogant tone was not annoying, and even a little cute.

"Then let's stop blowing the cool breeze here, you should go back quickly." Song Lingshu gathered the scarf around her neck, turned around and walked to the other party, when she suddenly heard the other party call her name.

"Yan Xizhi."

"Huh?" She turned around.

"I still owe you a ticket. When will you come to the theater?"

Only then did Song Lingshu remember this matter, and said with a smile, "I'll come when I'm done."

"Okay, remember to come, I'll reserve a seat for you." Tong Bayue nodded, turned and left in the other direction.

"Is she inviting me?" Song Lingshu looked at her back and muttered, "Yes, yes, yes, yes?"

She walked towards the textile factory in a good mood.

For the past two days, Yan Zhenggang had locked Yanxi City at home and was unable to leave the house. It just so happened that people from the factory came to urge Yanxi City to go to work, saying that it had been a long time since he had done anything serious, and Yan Zhenggang was very angry.

Song Lingshu immediately expressed his willingness to go and see the situation in the factory for his second brother.

The textile factory was left by his grandfather, and Yan Zhenggang can be regarded as a young man. After taking over his grandfather's factory, he developed his business, especially in heavy industry, and gradually focused on the Shipping Bureau and Above several other big factories.

The textile factory was in a tepid state, but now the market is becoming saturated. There are only a few styles of clothes. The more durable the clothes are, the fewer people will buy them.

These days, most of them are still poor, and it is good to wear what they have. No one buys new clothes all year round.

"Miss Si, these are our workers. There are four production lines in total." The supervisor showed Song Lingshu around.

"Only eight machines?"

"Yeah, except for the pressing material, you can use a sewing machine for the rest."

Song Lingshu stood upstairs, staring at the workers on the production line below. In front of each of them was a sewing machine, stomping non-stop.

At the end of the day, Song Lingshu returned to Yan's mansion, and proposed to Yan Zhenggang to import several new machines from abroad.

Yan Zhenggang frowned when he heard that: "Isn't the current machine not broken? This machine was bought last year, and it's not cheap. If you have money, you can't waste it like this."

"Dad, I want to introduce a few machines for making new clothes. There are still too few clothes to choose from on the market. I plan to make clothes with a very new fabric." Song Lingshu said.

"what clothes?"

"jeans."

Yan Zhenggang frowned even deeper: "What is that?"

"I went to study abroad before, and I met workers in the western United States. They wore a very new fabric, which was not only beautiful, but also very wear-resistant! It was very convenient to wear it to work!" Song Lingshu said.

Yan Zhenggang looked at him dubiously: "Since it's so good, why hasn't anyone mentioned it?"

"Because only those workers in the west are wearing it by themselves, few people do this business, and few people in China know about it. Moreover, it is not only suitable for work, but also has a variety of styles, which will become a trend!" Song Lingshu said.

"Whether trendy or not, the cheongsams produced by our factory are really pretty."

"Of course the cheongsam is beautiful, but it does limit everyone's production and labor. It is better to have a variety of clothes. We are short of good-looking clothes that are suitable for work, and they are practical all year round."

Yan Zhenggang pondered for a moment, but did not agree on the spot: "Eat first, we will talk about this later."

Song Lingshu took two bites, then suddenly sighed: "Hey, if the second brother suggested this to you, would you agree to it?"

Yan Zhenggang raised his eyebrows: "What does this have to do with him?"

"Then why don't you agree? Isn't it because I feel from the bottom of my heart that I'm a girl and I can't do big things?"

Yan Zhenggang choked, but he really thought so in his heart. The resurrection of the newspaper office cannot fully prove her strength, and half of it is luck, so he can't completely trust the other party's sudden ghost idea.

Song Lingshu: "Dad, your structure is small. Why do you divide money into men and women?"

Yan Zhenggang laughed: "The tone is quite crazy. You are bragging before you finish the job? What if the job goes wrong?"

"If it fails, I will no longer care about the Yan family's property!" I will go out and do it alone!

"Okay, that's what you said." Yan Zhenggang stretched out his hand, "I'll reward you if you succeed, and if you fail, you're not allowed to meddle in these affairs of the Yan family, just stay at home obediently."

"It's a deal." Song Lingshu gave him a high five, feeling very good.

After eating, she went back to her room to contact her classmates abroad to help order the machine, then bought a plane ticket, and went to the west to hire some designers.

This busy, is nearly a month.

When I returned to Shanghai, it was almost New Year's Day.

After arranging the accommodation for the two designers, she took them to dinner, during which she made plans for future work arrangements.

After dinner, they want to have fun, but there are so many entertainment methods nowadays, the most popular one is going to the ballroom to dance.

She had just led them for a few steps, when she suddenly turned around and said in English, "Go, let's open your eyes and see our national quintessence!"

When the three of them came outside the theater, they immediately attracted the attention of many people, especially the two foreigners, who were completely different from them in terms of appearance and dress. Everyone stopped to watch and whispered to each other.

"You can't go in without a ticket." The ticket inspector stopped them very seriously.

"I know Tong Bayue." Song Lingshu said.

"Everyone who comes here knows Miss August."

"...She still owes me theater tickets, let me in, and I'll show you the tickets later."

"No, you have to have a ticket to get in."

"Then you go and call Tong August out, and I'll talk to her personally."

"Sister August is preparing backstage, so I don't have time to see you."

The two foreigners couldn't understand what they were saying, but they knew they were stopped and asked, "Why didn't you let us in? What was she talking about?"

"She said you are so handsome." Song Lingshu turned around and gave them a thumbs up, then continued to negotiate with the ticket inspector.

At this time, Yufeng, who happened to be on stage to check the props, saw her and hurried out to ask what happened. After hearing the whole story from the ticket inspector, he smiled and said, "Okay, Miss Yan Si is my friend with August. If she comes in the future, she won't need to charge any money, and she will let her go directly."

Only then did Song Lingshu laugh.

Yufeng took the three of them up to the seats on the second floor, poured tea for them generously, and then went downstairs to the backstage.

"Ahhh! Miss Fourth is here in August."

Tong Bayue paused when she heard the words, and then continued to tie her belt: "Come here when you come, what are you arguing about?"

Yufeng: "No, she brought two foreigners! They are so tall, one has blue eyes, the other has brown eyes, and both have yellow hair! This is the first time I've seen live foreigners!"

"Not promising." The master came over and knocked her on the head, "When you become a famous actor in the future, maybe even these foreigners will beg to buy your tickets."

"Isn't this not a role yet?" Yufeng muttered, and looked at Tong Bayue enviously, "August has really become a role, even foreigners were almost stopped outside the door."

"It should be Yan Si who brought them here. Didn't she go abroad a while ago?" Tong Bayue said.

Yufeng was surprised: "How do you know?"

"I...I received her lip balm, lipstick, face oil, and high heels..."

Tong Bayue remembered that this morning, there was a knock on the door. As soon as she opened the door, Song Lingshu hurried in with a bag, saying that she had just got off the plane and rushed over. After putting down the gift, she didn't even have time to drink. I hurried back to Yan Mansion.

Yufeng clutched her chest: "It's a bit biased, let alone gifts, I didn't even know she went to America."

Tong Bayue smiled: "She also brought you gloves, which are kept at my house. I will rest tomorrow. You can go to my place to get them."

"Okay! Miss Si is so kind!" Yufeng glanced at the time and said hastily, "I'll go outside first to see if Brother Zhao is on stage, you and master get ready soon."

Tong Bayue sat down, checked her makeup in front of the mirror one last time, lowered her head and straightened her sleeves, and when she raised her head again, she saw Song Lingshu appearing at the door.

The two looked at each other in the mirror.

Song Lingshu leaned against the door, smiled, then walked in and stood behind her.

"I heard you brought two foreigners over here?"

"Yes, tell them to look at our art too."

"Aren't you afraid they won't understand?" Tong Bayue stood up with a smile, and turned to look at her.

"If you don't understand, you will be knocked down, and they will die."

Hearing this, Tong Bayue raised her hand, her sleeves half covered her lips and smiled, her brows slightly raised, her eyes flickering, and she raised her eyes to look over.

Song Lingshu was taken aback for a moment, feeling that she had already assumed the role in a trance, and her every move was already a character in the play, so she couldn't help but be fascinated by watching.

After a long while, Tong Bayue felt a little uncomfortable being watched by her, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Song Lingshu: "I was thinking, which play are you singing in?"

"..."

Tong Bayue's first reaction was that she was swearing at someone strangely again, but the other party smiled slowly, with a rare seriousness in that smile, and said: "I haven't started singing yet, why did it reach my heart?" Woolen cloth?"

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