After Emptying My In-Laws' Home and Divorcing, I'm Pampered to the Skies by an 80s Capital Young Lord

In her previous life, Gu Wanxing devoted her heart and soul to supporting her husband and raising their daughter, toiling like an ox and horse for half a lifetime, only to be killed by her ungratef...

Chapter 318 We Win

Chapter 318 We Win

"Grandpa, I'm already a big kid, don't talk to me like that all the time."

"Okay, okay, we Chaochao are all grown-up kids now, and grandpa will treat you like a grown-up kid." Gu Tianming's tone was still gentle, as if he was coaxing a child.

Zhao Chao wrinkled her nose helplessly. In her previous life, she didn't know this grandfather at all. She only knew that there was a particularly bad step-grandmother who often used her sick grandfather to pick on her mother.

I didn't expect that my grandfather didn't have a second wife in this life. That's right, with her mother around, no evil spirits can make trouble again.

On the way back, Fu Zheng asked while driving: "Wife, can I really come back to help you?"

He just realized that the factory was so big. He had previously thought that it was built too big and could not be fully utilized.

Unexpectedly, more than half of the workshops have been utilized, and now there are only two empty workshops.

"Forget it, I have Secretary Feng, and that's all I need. With her helping me now, I'm not tired at all. Even if she leaves in the future, she's personally bringing up a college student, so I'll always have someone to help me. You're someone who can accomplish great things, so there's absolutely no need to underutilize your talents."

Gu Wanxing coaxed him softly, fearing that he would really retire from the army because of this matter, and God would not let her go if that happened.

Hearing this, Fu Zheng said nothing more, but he already had a plan in mind.

When the young couple returned home and opened the door, they heard the three people in the house laughing very loudly.

The atmosphere sounds really good.

"You guys are back?"

Zhang Yulan's face was a little red from laughing, but she stopped laughing immediately when she saw her son and daughter-in-law.

"Well, I'm back." Gu Wanxing was also cheerful. She really wanted to know what they talked about and why they laughed so loudly. She also needed something like this to improve her mood.

So she sat on the sofa.

"How's it going? Is everything done?"

Zhang Yulan asked again.

Gu Wanxing nodded and said, "What are you talking about? You're laughing so loudly. I want to listen too."

"Sister-in-law, my mother said this when I was a child." Fu Yiyi saw her sitting down, and immediately came over, hugged her arm, and said affectionately.

"Then tell me about it too."

"It means I beat my aunt's child. I have been beating her since she was a child."

Fu Yiyi said it a little embarrassedly, but she didn't hide it.

"I have a cousin whose daughter is as dumb as a bear. She's older than Yiyi, and she always gets beaten up by Yiyi and cries. She's in school, and everyone bullies her except Yiyi."

Zhang Yulan also explained, fearing that her daughter-in-law would misunderstand what they were talking about in private.

"Then Yiyi, you are quite amazing."

Gu Wanxing also echoed.

The family chatted in the living room for a while, and soon it gradually darkened.

Fu Zheng suggested going out to eat.

Went out for a seafood buffet.

It can be seen that her father-in-law is a considerate person, which can be seen from the small details.

Gu Wanxing felt that Fu Zheng must have inherited it from him.

After dinner, she took her parents-in-law to see the house in Wencui Community, and the old couple finally decided to live across the street.

She didn't say much. She said she could live anywhere she wanted as long as she could settle down.

This time, her mother-in-law didn't say anything about the house being dirty. She probably felt more at ease with a man around.

Time flies, and it is June in a blink of an eye.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Today is June 3, 1990.

It was also the day when Fu Zheng and his father went to Kyoto.

The father and son stayed at home with their family for less than two weeks before embarking on their next journey.

Early in the morning, Gu Wanxing drove them to the station and then she went to the factory.

Today is also the day when Yang Fan will announce the result. She didn’t expect it to be so soon. She thought there would be some hesitation.

During this period, she has been listed as a hospitalized patient. There are payment records and ward round records every day, without missing a single day, and she is very punctual.

"Boss, we won, look..."

As soon as Gu Wanxing's car stopped, the young man ran over excitedly.

She took the materials handed to her by Yang Fan and took a look.

"What do you mean? Is it enforced now or something? The store was still open when I passed by just now."

"She should know the result by now. I guess people from the court and the Industrial and Commercial Bureau will be there this afternoon..."

Hearing this, Gu Wanxing's eyes flashed slightly.

"What about compensation?"

"Isn't it written here? Compensation for those two girls. Zhao Yuqin gets 3,000 RMB. After all, her scalp can't regrow hair. Feng Zhiying gets 6,000 RMB. A perfectly good girl's face was disfigured."

The two of them walked into the office while talking. It was really hot outside, especially in the factory. There were cement floors everywhere, and when the sun was shining, it felt like their shoes would be burned.

At the same time, in Gu Yuerou's Guanlan store.

The large ceiling fan was whirring overhead, but it couldn't keep away the stuffiness in the room.

There was no one in the store, and she could only sell three or two pieces of clothing in a day. Now she was charging higher prices and trying to cheat everyone, so she often couldn't open the store for the whole day.

Seeing the endless stream of people coming and going next door every day, she was almost going to have a heart attack.

"Why? I was the one who got beaten. That's not what you said when you took the money. You said you would definitely win this case for me. You even took a picture of the big blue footprints on my stomach. Why are you asking me to pay so much money?"

Gu Yuerou was yelling at a man in his thirties.

The man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his handkerchief gracefully and said:

"Ms. Gu, you didn't say you were spreading rumors about others, and you didn't say you had a criminal record. And one more thing: why didn't you get a business license to open your shop? You didn't even do these basic things. How can I defend you?"

Hearing this, a hint of guilt flashed in Gu Yuerou's eyes.

"I don't care. When I came to you, you didn't ask anything. Now that things have turned out like this, I'm not satisfied..."

"If you're not satisfied, there's nothing I can do. I don't want the remaining defense fees. As your attorney, I'll give you one last piece of advice: be honest."

The lawyer was shocked. He thought that the rich were bullying the small shop owner, but he didn't expect that the other party would submit one videotape and audiotape of witnesses to the other lawyer.

One person was able to fabricate the information. There were eleven customers alone who recorded the incident, proving that it was his client who fabricated the rumor.

His reputation was completely ruined.

When the court opened later, he did not defend himself, but was filled with anger.

"Don't leave, give me back my money."

Gu Yuerou chased after him, cursing angrily.

When she saw the large air conditioner outdoor unit whirring in the shop next door, she became even more furious.

What the defense lawyer didn't say was that the other party had a very powerful background. If there hadn't been pressure from someone, how could the trial have been held so soon?

If he had followed the normal process, he could have earned a thousand dollars in defense fees, but now he only received the initial five hundred.

It was two o'clock in the afternoon when Gu Wanxing arrived at the store looking very pregnant.

There were groups of people in the store, all of them old customers who came to buy new products. More than half of the shelves were already filled with her own clothes.

The clothing tags and trademarks are all Guanlan, which gives me a great sense of accomplishment.

"Why are you here? It's so hot at this time. What are you doing out?" Zhang Xiumei asked in confusion.