Qin Yunjiao knew that selling fake goods was risky, but she believed that in the 1980s and 1990s, which were the best time for Chinese people to make money, they had to abide by an iron rule: the bold will die of overeating, and the timid will die of starvation.

In this era of heroes and tycoons, many people make their first fortune through shady means.

She clearly remembered that until the mid-to-late 1990s, some people made fortunes selling counterfeit goods. Why did the Industry and Commerce Bureau come knocking on her door so quickly?

Qin Yunjiao quickly realized that she had been tricked.

She turned her head to look outside. In the glaring sunlight, Qin Ting was standing in front of Pang Jie's clothing store, smiling at her.

"Qin Ting, you bastard!" Qin Yunjiao's anger instantly reached the top of her head. She didn't care about her delicate makeup and yelled at the person across the street.

The customers who had praised her before all frowned when they saw her shrewish face.

Qin Ting always smiled.

The angrier and more out-of-control Qin Ting became, the happier she became.

The streets were bustling with people and cars. The adults of the Qin family stood at the door of Pangjie's clothing store. They only saw Qin Yunjiao shouting something at them, but could not hear her words clearly.

Qin Chunxia pricked up her ears and listened for a long time: "What is Jiaojiao saying?"

Qin Ting smiled: "She is thanking me for teaching her how to behave."

Qin Chunxia didn't know the inside story and believed it to be true. She nodded seriously and said, "I should thank you for that. Jiaojiao is a spoiled child. She is too radical in her actions. She will easily suffer when she goes out in the future. Tingting, you are raising her right!"

Qin Zheng and Feng Jingrou looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.

Their eldest sister is so innocent and cute.

Feng Jingrou pulled Qin Ting aside and quietly asked her where she had been and what she had done.

Qin Ting told the truth.

She just went to find Ma Jiajia and asked Ma Jiajia to help her find a few fierce-looking neighbors, give them ten yuan each, and ask them to cooperate in fighting counterfeiting.

The three older brothers were all kind-hearted. When they heard that someone dared to openly sell counterfeit goods in their county, they didn't even bother asking for money and rushed directly to Qin Yunjiao's store, staging the scene just now.

After they made a fuss, all the customers in the store ran away.

The reputation of "Hong Kong Island Beauty Clothing Supermarket" for selling counterfeit goods has spread to every corner of Linfeng County along with the lost customers.

"Our Tingting still has the solution!" Feng Jingrou looked at her eldest daughter with approval, feeling proud and proud no matter how she looked at her.

Suddenly I felt like a child was growing up quietly.

Now that Tingting is capable, she, as her mother, can rest assured when she travels far away from home.

Feng Jingrou trusts Qin Ting, but Qin Ting does not trust Feng Jingrou.

Her mother was a softie. Even when Qin Yunjiao bullied her to the point of utter defiance, she didn't even think of fighting back. What would she do if someone bullied her again when she went off to college? Would she just let them bully her?

"Mom, don't you feel sorry for Qin Yunjiao? She even gave up the college entrance examination to open this store, but I ruined her." Qin Ting asked deliberately.

Feng Jingrou heard the hidden meaning in her words and promised that she would learn to grow thorns in the future, to be both kind and sharp, and never be a saint again. Whether it was Qin Yunjiao or anyone else, if anyone dared to bully her, she would definitely fight back.

Qin Ting stretched out her right hand and hooked Feng Jingrou's little finger with hers: "Mom, you have to keep your word!"

Qin Anan also stretched out her little finger and slowly hooked their fingers.

"I always keep my word." When she smiled, she showed a row of small white teeth, which was very cute.

In just a quarter of an hour, the "Hong Kong Island Beauty Clothing Supermarket" went from a lively "opening ceremony" to "closing the door to the public".

Qin Ting inquired and learned that officials from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau had taken ten garments from the store as samples for testing. They had also ordered "Hong Kong Beauty" to close and demanded that Qin Yunjiao cooperate with the investigation.

Qin Anan had experienced many large-scale business wars in her previous life, and this small scene was not enough for her to watch.

Qin Yunjiao's paperwork was sound. Selling Guangzhou goods as Hong Kong goods doesn't constitute a crime. After the Industrial and Commercial Bureau investigates, they'll simply fine her and reopen the shop after rectification.

"Hong Kong Beauty is much larger than my mom's shop, and even after changing to Guangzhou Beauty, it's still a formidable competitor that can't be ignored."

[Lower volume means lower prices, and the small clothing stores along the pedestrian street are in danger. The same principle applies to the supply and marketing cooperatives that were squeezed out by supermarkets and eventually phased out.]

Qin Anan lowered her eyes and thought, not noticing that her elder sister and mother were silent at the moment, and were listening to her "lecture" intently.

If mom wants to win in this "big fish eat small fish" business war, she has two choices: either grow into a big fish, or grow into a strange-looking fish covered in spines that the other party can't bite.

[In fact, the best outcome is to grow into a huge, troublesome fish, swallowing it whole in one gulp.]

Qin Ting and Feng Jingrou's minds are full of "fish" at this moment.

fish?

Teacher An An’s class is so hard to understand!

"Tingting, what do you think your mother should do in the future?" Feng Jingrou deliberately asked Qin Ting in front of her little daughter.

But his ears were always perked up, eavesdropping on An An's thoughts.

Qin Ting's academic brain worked quickly, and in a flash of inspiration, she suddenly understood what An An said.

“Mom, I think you should start your own clothing line!” she exclaimed.

"Alien fish" means fish that are different from others.

The wholesale market sells thousands or tens of thousands of pieces, so it is absolutely impossible to prevent people from wearing the same clothes as others.

If you want to be different, you must open your own factory and do it yourself!

Qin Anan's eyes suddenly lit up.

[Look, look! What does it mean when great minds think alike?!]

[My elder sister and I were thinking the same thing.]

The early 1980s was the perfect time to enter the apparel industry. I remember that most of the giants who would later dominate the apparel industry established their factories during this period.

[If my mother has the guts, she will definitely be the top lady in the clothing industry in the future!]

Ahhh, I can't wait any longer. Tonight I'm going to have a "Guanyin dream" with my mom and show her the clothes in my supermarket.

Feng Jingrou and Qin Ting's hearts trembled, and their eyes lit up.

They can't wait.

After dinner today, Feng Jingrou went to bed especially early.

She originally wanted to continue sleeping with An An, but Qin Ting had just finished the college entrance examination today, and An An insisted on sleeping with her elder sister, so Feng Jingrou had no choice but to let her do as she pleased.

The moonlight shines through the window and falls on the bedroom floor.

Feng Jingrou tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She lay on the edge of the bed, staring at Qin Zheng with her shining eyes.

Qin Zheng's blood boiled when she stared at him, and he could clearly feel the changes in his body.

"Wife, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't be able to help myself." His voice was low and hoarse with a hint of restraint.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jingrou quickly turned over and lay facing the wall.

"Not today." She was a little panicked, afraid that this man would act arbitrarily again. "An An is going to come to me in a dream tonight and take me to that... supermarket."

Yes, it’s called “supermarket”.

Qin Zheng had been there in her dream last time, and she was so envious. Today it was finally her turn.

Feng Jingrou was lying on her side, so Qin Zheng could only see the back of her head.

After staring for a long while, Qin Zheng pleaded pitifully: "Wife, why don't you turn around! With your back to me, I always feel like you are angry with me. I am scared!"