Chapter 39 (2/2)

”I don't care about that.” Mr. Gorman waved his hand. His lips were a little pale, for he had been up almost all night.

Anna thought about it and then replied, ”if so. I can tell you that if I have any purpose, it is to learn how to cut with you. Your skill is very skilled. Clothing should bring people the enjoyment of beauty, not confine people in it

”It's a very naive idea.” Mr. Gorman said vaguely.

Anna blinked and said, ”nine out of ten would say that. Then, as long as one person supports my idea, I don't think it matters. ”

Although Anna didn't say who the man was, Mr. Gorman knew it.

The whole of Russia should not be able to find such a person who can tolerate his wife's nonsense.

”Then do it.”

In spite of his odd temper, Mr. gohmann was not squeamish about some things.

He is often indifferent to other things, showing that something is none of his business. But such people are also more tolerant of things outside the rules.

They were just about to start when the door was pushed open.

”Sorry, for the time being...” Anna had not finished speaking, then stopped, bent her eyes and laughed, changed the unfinished sentence.

”Welcome back, Mr. prokhov.”

Prokhov stood awkwardly by the door, staring at his toes, then jerking up his head, almost shouting, ”I'll come back, and you'll at least apologize to me, Mr. Gorman.”

”Because you insulted me

Anna, seeing Mr. Gorman's half closed eyes, was startled by Mr. prokhov's moderate words.

Then the green eyes narrowed dangerously again.

”Who allowed you to come back?”

Mr. prokhov made a loud, loud sneeze before answering. Then he sniffed and said vaguely, ”my best friend allowed me to come back.”

Mr. prokhov seemed to have found courage. He took a few steps forward and came to Mr. Gorman.

Put your hands on the counter.

”Although I've been very mean and cold-blooded, you're not a jerk at least.”

”Who gave you the courage...” Mr. Gorman raised his voice, but Mr. prokhov was more powerful.

”Shut up! I don't need you to be good for me

This time, even Anna was a little surprised. It seemed that Mr. prokhov knew what was going on.

”I'm not stupid.” Mr prokhov, as if he could hear Anna's voice, glanced at her as he was fighting against his former boss.

”I said I would stay here. If I didn't do anything wrong, you can't drive me away. If I want to go, you can't stay even if you keep me. ”

Anna heard this, suddenly excited, she had a certain guess in her heart, eyes between the two people, finally did not say.

”I turned down the job.” Mr. prokhov said, and he burst out laughing. ”You see, Mr. Gorman, I'm not stupid. Otherwise, no one will give me the job. ”

”That's because their eyes are covered with mucus.” Mr. Gorman swore a dirty word.

”I think you've got yourself into it.” Mr. prokhov warned kindly.

Mr. Gorman glared at each other and said in half a voice, ”go back to your seat. You haven't been working for a day and a half, and your salary will be deducted from it. ”

Mr. prokhov swore, but soon began to laugh, and he blinked as Anna looked at him.

Anna took a mouthful of saliva.

”Shut up

Said Mr. Gorman sharply, and there was a moment of silence in the tailor's shop.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Miss Eliza came.

As Anna had seen in a hurry the last time, Eliza was a social flower, but she didn't smell of dust.

The white face was very attractive because it was young. Her teeth are small and neat. Her bright blue eyes and her golden hair are almost like coming out of a painting.

Eliza looked at the new dress, her eyes were shining, and she exclaimed, ”it's beautiful!”

Anna wrapped up her clothes and handed them to miss Eliza's maid. She said with a deep smile, ”this party, you will bring spring to Russia ahead of time.”Prokhov looked at Anna and exclaimed: no wonder his brother doted on him so much!