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After speaking, Yao Feixue looked at Ye Fangfei with eager anticipation, as if she wanted Ye Fangfei to show the same envious expression others did when they learned about her job at the warehouse building.
Ye Fangfei remained silent, staring at her as if she were a lunatic. Deep down, Ye Fangfei truly thought that Yao Feixue might be a bit unhinged. After all, why would someone stop her out of the blue to brag about working at a warehouse?
Seeing that Ye Fangfei still hadn’t responded, Yao Feixue felt a twinge of anger. In the past, whenever she mentioned her job at the warehouse, people would envy her; some even tried to curry favor with her just to ask for favors like carrying something back for them.
However, she genuinely liked the shirt Ye Fangfei was wearing and decided to take the initiative: “If you want to buy something, I can help bring it back for you.”
She expected Ye Fangfei to respond with a flattering smile like the others in their neighborhood. But Ye Fangfei disappointed her; after hearing her offer, her expression remained unchanged.
Yet, Ye Fangfei did finally speak up, saying, “No need. We don’t lack anything at home.”
Yao Feixue was taken aback. She hadn’t expected that after she had offered to help, Ye Fangfei wouldn’t appreciate it.
Ye Fangfei then pushed her bicycle, intending to ride past Yao Feixue. But Yao Feixue grabbed the back of the bicycle seat.
Ye Fangfei turned back suspiciously and asked, “What else do you want?”
“What about that shirt? Where did you buy it?” Yao Feixue stammered.
Ye Fangfei was momentarily stunned; so all that chatter from Yao Feixue was just because she liked her shirt? She could have said so earlier!
Without hiding anything, Ye Fangfei replied directly, “I made the shirt myself; I didn’t buy it.”
“Really? You made it yourself?” Upon hearing this, Yao Feixue’s disappointment was evident.
Then she quickly seemed to think of something and asked eagerly, “Could you make one for me? Don’t worry; I won’t let you do it for free—I’ll pay you.”
Ye Fangfei looked at Yao Feixue as if she were foolish. Did Yao Feixue not realize what was happening outside? If she started making clothes for people and charged them, there was a risk of being reported and facing severe consequences.
She wasn't familiar with Yao Feixue, and they hadn't even spoken before. How could she possibly take the risk of making clothes for her?
"No way, I won't engage in any shady dealings," Ye Fangfei decisively refused.
"Wait, how is this shady? I'm just asking you to help me make a piece of clothing!"
"How about this: we can trade. You help me make the clothes, and I'll give you a piece of fabric in return."
"This is just mutual assistance; that should be fine, right?" Yao Feixue really liked the shirt Ye Fangfei was wearing and was determined to find a way.
Ye Fangfei thought for a moment; it wasn't a bad idea. She was just sitting around anyway, and exchanging her skills for something useful seemed good.
"Alright then, but you don't need to give me fabric. It's quite expensive and hard to come by. Just give me something else instead," Ye Fangfei said.
"That's not acceptable; we agreed, and I can't back out now."
"Don't worry, my dad is the manager of a goods warehouse. We have plenty of fabric at home," Yao Feixue replied confidently.
Ye Fangfei thought to herself, no wonder Yao Feixue was so arrogant; she had the backing to be proud.
However, even though Ye Fangfei was just a small employee in her previous life, she had seen leaders in the workplace. A goods warehouse manager was indeed well-regarded in this era, but she didn't think much of it.
Yao Feixue's statement also had an element of showing off; she wanted to see if knowing her father was the manager would change Ye Fangfei's attitude towards her.
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