Jiang Ran flipped the label over for everyone to see.

"Every piece of clothing I have here has a label embroidered with the name of the small wardrobe, the size of the clothing, the date the clothing was made, and the number of the clothing."

The label is square, and it is not easy to embroider so many things.

These were done by Jiang Ran at first, and then handed over to Feng Xuehua.

Feng Xuehua can embroider with a sewing machine, and it is not difficult at all to embroider these characters.

When you are not proficient at first, the speed may be slower.

But after getting used to it, the speed skyrocketed.

When Jiang Ran first proposed to embroider the label, Xia Qiufang and others thought it was unnecessary.

But now, they feel extremely happy.

fortunately!

Thinking about Jiang Ran's foresight, he got this in advance, and now he won't be so passive.

The middle-aged woman looked at the label, froze for a moment, and soon opened her mouth again, ready to say something.

Just before she can speak, Jiang Ran has already continued, "We record the number on the label in the book, one-to-one correspondence. The label of each skirt is in the same position, since you said that the skirt is here If it is made to order, then see if there is a label."

"you--"

The middle-aged woman's face changed instantly, and she reached out to grab the skirt in Jiang Ran's hand, but Jiang Ran easily avoided it.

Jiang Ran took a step back and directly found the same position, but did not see the label.

The place where the label should be, is neatly sewn, and there is no crack, the label cannot be dropped, and there is no sign of being cut off.

Everyone's eyes have been closely following Jiang Ran's actions. After seeing this scene, there is nothing they don't understand.

The middle-aged woman got this skirt from nowhere. She insisted that she bought it in a small wardrobe. This was deliberately trying to find fault.

"What else do you want to say?" Jiang Ran looked at the middle-aged woman coldly.

Being looked at by Jiang Ran like this, the middle-aged woman only felt uncomfortable and could not speak well.

After opening his mouth a few times, he finally said, "I may have remembered it wrong. I didn't buy it here. Give me back the dress!"

Jiang Ran sneered and raised her eyebrows, "You just swore that the dress was bought here, and now you say that it wasn't here, the black and white let you say it, and our people were quilted in vain. Did you hit?"

"What do you want?"

"Call back." Jiang Ran said lightly.

"Hit me back??" The middle-aged woman exclaimed, almost jumping up from the spot, "You still want to hit me? You think so beautiful! You dare to touch one of my fingers!"

What Jiang Ran dislikes the most is being threatened.

Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, she stepped forward and slapped the woman in the face.

A crisp slap sounded, and the woman's face was beaten in the past, and her body also took two steps back.

Although this woman is not as tall as Jiang Ran, she has a strong figure, and her exposed arms are as thick as Jiang Ran's two arms.

But it was a person with such a figure who was beaten by Jiang Ran and took two steps backwards.

This time, the eyes of everyone looking at Jiang Ran are different.

Only Xia Qiufang was not surprised at all.

What is this?

Jiang Ran is someone who can send people flying with a slap. Now the middle-aged woman just took two steps back. Obviously, Jiang Ran was showing mercy.

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