Chapter 1282: This is my daughter-in-law (ten)

Chu Cuiyi's voice dropped, and the expression of the old man's face changed a little.
Shui Anluo murmured in his heart, thinking of the person just hit, thinking that Chu brother would not be hit.
"Mr. Chu talked to me about this for a few days. I think it's okay." Miao Jiashu said in a deep voice. "Aren't you afraid that someone will ruin your design? I also talk to President Chu Having said that, Mr. Chu means that the copyright is bought, but the management right belongs to us, and he does not interfere. "
The old man frowned and did not respond.
Chu Cuiyi said in a deep voice: "Father, I am here in person today, that is, I can give you the greatest sincerity, and I do not ask for much. The clothes you make are suitable for my wife, which is the main reason for me."
The clothes you make are suitable for my wife.
Shui Anluo couldn't help shaking, looking at Chu Muyi's eyes with an incredible look.
Because it suits her, he wants to buy the copyright of others.
Because Feng Feng's mother had hurt her, he had to break his way.
So he is because of her.
Chu Cuiyi's voice dropped, and the whole room was quiet.
The spring breeze is blowing outside, blowing on the green branches that are showing early.
"What I want is the copyright of your design draft. As for the output of the clothes, whether it is the only out of print or mass production, you have the final say." Chu Cuiyi continued to say, "I only have one condition, my wife's clothes, It must be unique, nothing more. "
Shui Anluo stood not far from him, but felt a little soft under his feet.
Qiao Yaruan couldn't help but sighed in a low voice: "This dog food is sprinkled, and it's not letting people through."
"Be calm and calm, Chu Brothers has never been so simple on the surface. I think there is still a good show behind." Shui Anluo said with a smile.
The old man stood opposite Chu Cuiyi, his brows frowned tightly, as if thinking about the words of Chu Cuiyi.
"I can't sell it," said the old man Shen Shen.
"Father, I speak so well because my wife does not mean that others will speak so well." The other person, naturally, is Mrs. Feng.
The old man shook his body a bit. It can be seen that something bad has happened recently, letting him deeply understand that other person.
"I tell you, Mrs. Feng is not a good person." Miao Jiashu sneered. "If your copyright is taken away by her, wait for the world to be your pirated clothes."
Xiaomiao stretched out his hand and held the grandfather, and said worriedly, "Is that the guy who has been looking for dad recently and asked dad to come forward to grab the grandpa's copyright?"
Shui Anluo and Qiao Yaruan looked at each other, and it was indeed something that Mrs. Feng could do.
"Mrs. Feng has her own clothing brand abroad, but most of them are plagiarism. If Mr. Chu hadn't come to me this time, I don't know if she has already targeted you. Do you say your old man is her opponent? Although Miao Jiashu was awkward with her husband for decades, after all, she was still close to her husband.
The old man frowned even more. Recently, his son often came, and he meant to buy out all the meaning, that is, even his name was not his, or even Chinese.
That's why he kept refusing.
The old man looked up at Chu Muyi and seriously asked, "Just because of your wife?"
"Naturally, Mrs. Feng has hurt my wife, so I would never give her this opportunity." To be white, to bully his wife, he was upset.