A New Look in the 80s

Yao Fanghua was quiet and reserved since childhood, but she possessed a pair of clever hands. Her fingers were flexible and slender, and she loved to tinker. After dismantling her grandfather's...

Chapter 46 is all yours

Chapter 46 is all yours

On New Year's Eve, Wu Peng was finally able to catch his breath. Lying on Yao Fanghua's big bed, he didn't want to get up, and every now and then he would kick the third brother who was biting and yelling at him.

This was the first time Yao Fanghua had entered the bedroom since she moved in. As soon as she approached, the third brother growled and bared his teeth at her. "You bastard, I'm in! I'm not just in, I'm lying down!" "You bastard, if you can come in, why can't I?"

This bed is so comfortable; he's been exhausted these past few days.

Not only was he busy, but Yang Liu was also exhausted.

Wu Peng was busy stocking the shelves and dealing with the sales staff, teaching them how to use the products, telling them what the selling points were, and handing out drinks and candies one by one.

Yang Liu was busy setting up his stall, and from time to time he would also go to the shopping mall and supply and marketing cooperative to act as a shill and create a lively atmosphere.

Yao Fanghua works during the day and counts money and does accounting at night.

Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, counting handfuls of money, Yao Fanghua's mouth was wide open and she couldn't close it. After all, who doesn't love counting money?

Oh, I don't like the truly wealthy who live a life of luxury yet are indifferent to fame and fortune.

Unfortunately, she had neither. Yao Fanghua looked at Wu Peng with a sweeter gaze, as if she had seen someone who would lay golden eggs and was also incredibly hardworking... truly a master at making money.

"Forget about it. We still owe a lot of money to suppliers, and we still need to build a factory and buy cars..."

As Wu Peng kept muttering, Yao Fanghua felt like all the money had vanished in a flash, and she no longer felt so excited about counting it.

Yao Fanghua: "You're leaving first thing tomorrow morning?"

"Let's go." Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year; we'll drive back to Shenzhen.

Yao Fanghua wanted to go along, but she had just taken over the washing machine business and couldn't leave. Wu Peng then persuaded her not to suffer in the dead of winter traveling with him. So the two discussed waiting until it got warmer and her work schedule was more organized, and then going during the May Day holiday wouldn't be too late.

Yao Fanghua: "My mom said you're going to buy her a gold ring?"

Wu Peng slapped his forehead, realizing he had completely forgotten. "What am I going to do? Your mom is definitely going to scold me."

Yao Fanghua took out a gold ring from her pocket, with a few lines on it. She had made it according to Li Chunying's finger size. "I'll give this to my mom and tell her that you bought it. Don't let it slip."

Wu Peng sat up abruptly from the bed. What did Hua Hua mean? Did she agree to their relationship?

"I'm not leaving tomorrow, one more day won't make a difference. I'll visit your house tomorrow to wish you a Happy New Year before I leave."

Yao Fanghua glanced at him sideways, "You wouldn't have rushed off on the first day of the Lunar New Year because you were worried about buying a ring for my mom, would you?"

"Do you think I'm that kind of person? Do you think I'm short of money? These days, everyone calls me Boss Wu." Wu Peng took the ring and stuffed it into his pocket. "I'll come pick you up first thing tomorrow morning, and we'll go back to the tenement together." This was his first formal visit, I suppose. He had no elders, no one to teach him these things, so he just did whatever he thought was right.

Wu Peng rode off on his bike. He needed to buy two boxes of high-end pastries, two large cans of malted milk powder, a bag of candy, and a digital watch for each member of his father-in-law's family. Finally, he and Hua Hua would take out the gold ring for his mother-in-law, guaranteeing they'd look very impressive. Nobody would be able to say anything about it.

He even had to wear a suit and leather shoes, a little cold was fine, appearances were the most important thing. If it weren't for the fact that trucks couldn't enter the alley, he'd drive his truck to the entrance of the tenement to show off. Next year, just next year, he'd definitely drive his car to the entrance of the tenement, and see if those gossipy people still dared to say Yao Fanghua was blind. He'd make them all envy Yao Fanghua. I'm a golden bachelor!!!

Wu Peng left in a flurry.

Yao Fanghua sorted out the accounts and counted the money. Then she wrapped the account book and the money in kraft paper and put them into her military green satchel. Looking at the satchel with only one button at the top, she was very uneasy, so she finally used a needle and thread to sew the bag closed.

After putting away the money and account books, Yao Fanghua remembered the camphor wood chest in the study. The chest was sealed shut, and there was nothing unusual about it. Wu Peng had only casually lifted it up and glanced at it, even teasing her, "You really didn't open it to look?"

"It's just a layer of glue, how could it stop you?" Wu Peng not only scraped off the glue, but also gave her the key to the lock.

"The bracelets and hairpins inside were left by my grandmother, the calligraphy and paintings and the porcelain vase were left by my grandfather, and the dagger was left by my father. Whether they are valuable or not, I don't plan to sell these things. I'll keep them as mementos and family heirlooms."

Yao Fanghua felt a little uncomfortable. "Why are you telling me all this?"

"I'll be away from home from now on, so you'll keep all these things safe. You'll take care of them all." Wu Peng thought to himself, "Just get a marriage certificate with me, and all of Boss Wu's things will be yours."

When Wu Peng stared intently at her, Yao Fanghua's heart skipped a beat. She didn't respond and calmly changed the subject. She still feels a little embarrassed when she thinks about it now.

"Who's going to keep your things safe?" Yao Fanghua muttered, burying her face in the blankets. "Who cares about your meager possessions? If I were to show you my own, I'd dazzle you."