Under the guidance of this woman, Wang Mo took Liu Yiyi into Yun Lanxuan's private room.
There are many types of clothes here, and they are so dazzling that Liu Yiyi was a little dazzled.
Then she was slightly silent. The clothes here were all things she longed for but didn't want to touch. Ever since she followed Wang Mo, she...
She quietly glanced at Wang Mo beside her and sighed in her heart, I hope her husband has really changed for the better!
In fact, when Wang Mo took out the ice cube just now, she felt like she was dreaming!
Even still a little unbelievable.
Because the greater the hope, the greater the despair...
At the same time, she heard Wang Mo's voice: "You people who buy clothes usually pay attention to business, but you didn't expect that you can have such leisure and elegance. You actually use this treasure of the store to do these stunts. I'm really not afraid of this place." What kind of talented person is passing by and takes away his best clothes?"
Then the woman smiled and said: "You are joking. If we really meet such a capable person, even if he is weak now, he will definitely achieve extraordinary things in the future. To exchange a set of clothes for a favor is not a thousand taels." Money can be compared, you can understand that we are attracting talents, haha!"
Hearing this, Wang Mo nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. The most precious thing in the world is human love!"
The woman smiled and said: "I see that your wife also likes that set of clothes. If you have the strength to take it off, I believe your wife will be extremely happy, but it all depends on you." It’s time to do something!”
"You can't sell this thing for even a thousand taels. To be honest, we at Yun Lanxuan don't lack such a small amount of silver!"
Wang Mo raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So you are composing poetry here? Are there any restrictions or standards?"
"And how should this be judged? After all, if you don't like my poem no matter how good it is, you can't just push it back. I know you have the right to interpret it!"
Hearing this, the woman was slightly startled: "Right to explain?"
"This young master is really interesting, but don't worry, our standard is very simple, that is, if you can pass the eyes of the person who set this test, then it will be considered a pass!"
Wang Mo nodded: "Then the person behind you is also interesting."
"As for the title of this poem, you should come up with one, right?"
The woman smiled: "So many people came, and many of them were local celebrities and talented people. When they heard the question raised by the person who set up the gate, they were all surprised and racked their brains to write poems, but they couldn't get in. As for the position, if the young master is so confident and passes the test, the little girl will make the decision. If the young master comes to buy again in the future, I can give you a 30% discount!"
Wang Mo also smiled: "This is what you said, please come up with a question!"
Hearing this, the woman looked startled, and then said: "Master, please listen carefully. The general idea of the topic left by that person is that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. No matter how good the clothes are, they are still people-oriented. If you encounter For the right person, no matter how ordinary clothes she wears, it will bring out her excellent temperament. On the contrary, no matter how good the clothes are, they will be neither fish nor fowl."
"Therefore, the topic is people and clothes!"
Wang Mo was slightly silent.
Seeing this, Liu Yiyi sighed in her heart, what kind of talent could this gambler husband have? If he really had it, how could he gamble? Wouldn't he be famous all over the world long ago? If so, why would I be like this?
Thinking of this, Liu Yiyi hesitated and wanted to pull Wang Mo away.
Although the clothes were very nice, she liked them very much.
But she also felt that she was not worthy of that set of clothes now, and she was not qualified to wear it!
Seeing Wang Mo's silence, the woman smiled and said: "Sir, if you are troubled, you can think about it slowly. If you can figure it out within three hours, it will still be yours!"
"And we also have poems left by our predecessors here. You can rummage through them to find inspiration. Maybe once you have an idea, you can create a poem that will last forever!"
As she spoke, the woman pointed to the grid on the wall inside the box.
I saw a lot of paper there, stacked together, with lines of writing on them, which was very beautiful.
Liu Yiyi immediately walked over, picked up all the papers in a grid, put them on the table, and said softly: "Husband, please take a closer look first. I really can't think of anything, so I just put it here." A few words can be considered an explanation!"
When Wang Mo saw this, he understood that Liu Yiyi was doing it for her own good, and she didn't know how much ink she had in her stomach now. Although it was not her own, she had pretended to be it in her previous life!
This is enough!
He looked at Liu Yiyi's beautiful cheeks, couldn't help but scratch her nose, and said with a smile: "You are looking down on your husband!"
"People and clothes are the subject, what's so difficult about this?"
Hearing this, Liu Yiyi was stunned.
At this moment, Wang Mo looked at the woman who was standing by the door, looking like she was watching a show with great interest, and said with a smile: "Can I get some pen and paper?"
The woman was stunned: "Master, have you already made up your mind?"
"You have to think clearly, once you write it, you can't change it!"
Wang Mo shook his head and chuckled.
The woman took a deep look at Wang Mo. Regardless of success or failure, at least the speed at which Wang Mo came up with this idea was the fastest she had ever seen!
She called someone to get pen and paper.
Wang Mo spread the paper on the table and exclaimed: "Good paper, good paper!"
The woman walked up to him and said, "I also want to see what great things the young master can do!"
Wang Mo smiled, looked at Liu Yiyi, and said, "Madam, please write this poem. I haven't written for a long time, and my hand is raw!"
Although Liu Yiyi came from a poor family, she could still write pretty well.
It was just that she had endured hardships with the original owner for so long, which led to her not touching a pen for a long time, even though she also wanted to...
But no matter what, life forces me!
When Liu Yiyi heard this, she was also stunned, but she nodded and picked up the brush. At this moment, she had a feeling.
It's like going back to the past.
Next to her ears, Wang Mo's voice sounded: "Actually, I wrote this poem for you!"
"If you write it in my words, I think it's just right."
Hearing this, Liu Yiyi's delicate hands trembled. She turned her head to look at her husband, her eyes softened a little, and she whispered: "Husband, please speak."
When the woman on the side saw this, she curled her lips and looked away.
These two people...
interesting.
Wang Mo smiled, then his eyes suddenly became deep, and he stood with his hands behind his hands, and his voice sounded in the box.
"The clouds want the clothes and the flowers want the face!"
As his words fell.
The woman was stunned.
Liu Yiyi was also stunned. When her husband spoke for the first time, she felt that it was not easy.
When Wang Mo saw that Liu Yiyi had not started writing, he smiled and said, "Madam, what's wrong?"
"Didn't hear that clearly."
Liu Yiyi came back to her senses and said quickly: "No."
Wang Mo nodded: "Second sentence."
"The spring breeze blows Revlon!"
