Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Song Weimin (Five Updates)

"Boss Tang, this is my younger brother, Song Weimin," Song Weiguo introduced.

Tang Mingli looked at Song Weimin, who was much younger than Song Weiguo, and couldn’t help asking, "Is he your biological brother?"

"Yes, he is the youngest in our family. My son is only three years younger than him," Song Weiguo said with a smile.

Song Weimin looked about the same age as Tang Mingli, with dyed blond hair and dressed very fashionably.

"I and my brother do have quite an age gap," Song Weimin said, unlike Song Weiguo, he was very lively and different.

"I also have a significant age difference with my brother," Tang Mingli replied with a smile, "You see, my niece is six years younger than me."

"Your niece is really beautiful," praised Song Weimin, his eyes filled with amazement as he looked at Tang Yue; her white T-shirt looked simple but was much enhanced by the design at the neckline, the waistline, and the minimalistic pattern on the front. The logo on the left chest also looked great.

Her features were delicate, her eyes lively and spirited, and her long black hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her smiling face had a dreamy charm.

"Indeed," Tang Mingli was not modest, when someone praised Tang Yue, it felt like they were praising him, and he said proudly.

"Thank you," Tang Yue answered gracefully.

"You look very young. Are you eighteen yet?" Song Weimin sized up Tang Yue, who appeared to be only about sixteen or seventeen. So young and already doing business with Tang Mingli?

"Eighteen next year."

Seeing Song Weimin continuously staring at Tang Yue, Tang Mingli casually stepped in front of her and smilingly changed the subject, "Boss Song, how about we take a look at the sample garments first?"

"Sure," nodded Song Weimin, who was interested in the beautiful clothes they produced, as mentioned by Song Weiguo.

This time, Tang Mingli brought a plentiful array of sample garments, almost all the clothes they had previously made, totaling over thirty styles.

Song Weimin watched as each piece of clothing was hung up; his initial casual attitude was immediately replaced by excitement, and he quickly asked, "Are all these clothes made in your factory?"

"Yes, that’s why we came here to sell them," replied Tang Mingli, puzzled by his question.

Isn’t that a silly question?

If they weren’t produced by their own factory, would they have taken them from someone else’s to sell?

"No, I mean, did you design these yourselves?" Song Weimin noticed that the clothes all seemed to have the same ’My’ logo on the left chest.

"Yes," Tang Mingli nodded, a hint of wariness appearing in his eyes.

Song Weimin eagerly continued, "Are they designed by your factory’s designer? Who is it? Can I meet them? I’ve never seen clothes designed so beautifully."

"No way," Tang Mingli immediately refused, without a second thought. Xiao Yue was only seventeen now; if people knew she was the designer of their clothes, wouldn’t they all know?

"Uh..."

Tang Mingli’s refusal was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, leaving him thoroughly disheartened. He cleared his throat, realizing his request might have been too much, and said, "Boss Tang, I’ll take all these clothes."

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