Chapter 327 Serves him right! Not for sale!

Xiao Zhang rubbed his buttocks and came with a stiff upper lip.

He lingered at the base of the wall for a long time, and seeing that he was about to sell out of goods for the day, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and squeeze into the crowd.

"Sister-in-law Su... Sister-in-law Su!"

Xiao Zhang squeezed to the front of the table, slammed the ten-yuan note on it, and didn't dare to look at Su Yue's face.

"Give me two bottles!"

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

Su Yue put down her pen and looked up at the young soldier, who was covered in sweat.

She recognized the face.

This is the deputy political commissar's personal attendant, who usually follows Zhu Cuihua around.

"Little Zhang."

Su Yue capped the pen, making a soft sound.

"Your face looks great, not dry or cracked. Who did you buy this for?"

Xiao Zhang swallowed, feeling a chill on his back.

"I bought this for myself! My face... well, it's so dry and painful at night!"

That lie was so clumsy.

How could a grown man with an oily face have anything dry?

The surrounding military wives burst into laughter.

Su Yue didn't expose her, but simply picked up the money on the table and gently pushed it back.

"I'm sorry, we're sold out for today."

Xiao Zhang was dumbfounded and pointed to the cardboard box under the table.

"Aren't there still some left? I saw that lady just bought a bottle!"

"That was reserved."

Su Yue closed the ledger and smiled nonchalantly.

"As you know, the raw materials for this product are scarce, and each bottle represents a labor of love. We have an unwritten rule that we only sell to trusted comrades."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Xiao Zhang with a meaningful look.

"Some comrades were saying just a couple of days ago that this is witchcraft, a poison that will ruin your face. For the safety of these comrades, I dare not sell this stuff."

As soon as he said that, the women around him understood.

Who said that?

Zhu Cuihua!

So this is Zhu Cuihua wanting to buy it but too embarrassed to do so, so she sent a soldier to be her scapegoat?

"Oh my, some people are really shameless. One minute they're calling it poison, the next they're sending someone to secretly buy it."

"Exactly, that's shameless. Dr. Su did the right thing, don't sell it to her! Let her keep using clam oil!"

The whispers and comments felt like slaps to Xiao Zhang's face.

His face turned a deep purplish-red, and he grabbed the money and ran away without looking back.

Watching Xiao Zhang's disheveled escape, Su Yue snorted coldly.

Want to use her things?

dream.

People like Zhu Cuihua should be made to watch others become beautiful while they themselves rot in the mud.

After seeing off the last group of military wives, Su Yue shook her aching wrists.

This business is so booming, it's not necessarily a good thing.

Manual filling is too slow, and the accounts are messy, with all the eggs and brown sugar fillings, making unified management impossible.

"Second sister-in-law."

Gu Beixiao walked out from the back of the crowd, carrying a briefcase, clearly having been waiting for a long time.

He stared at the tin box filled with change and tickets, his eyes gleaming.

"This business can't be done like this."

Su Yue picked up her teacup and took a sip to moisten her throat.

"How so?"

Gu Beixiao pulled over a small stool and sat down, then took out a document from his bag.

“It’s just small-scale now, so nobody cares. But if the volume increases later, this will be the tail end of speculation. And if you and Xinyue work by hand, you won’t be able to meet the needs of the entire military region even if you work yourself to death.”

He spread the documents out on the table.

“The military region happens to have a policy to support the tertiary industry. We can register this project under the name of the military region’s service center and set up a daily chemical factory. We can operate it in a standardized manner, with accounting, tax payment, and recruitment all handled in a fully standardized manner.”

Su Yue's eyes lit up.

Gu Beixiao is definitely got the brains to do business.

These days, it's against the rules for individuals to do business, but if you're affiliated with a collective, it's considered generating revenue for the country and is something to be proud of.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Su Yue readily agreed.

"But the name needs to be changed. Names like Pearl Cream and Aloe Vera Cream are too old-fashioned."

Gu Beixiao took out a pen, "What are your thoughts, Second Sister-in-law?"

Su Yue looked at the azure sea in the distance, where waves crashed against the rocks, creating a thousand layers of white foam.

In the 22nd century, there was a top luxury brand called La Mer, which was the dream of countless women.

This name is too trendy for this era; it's likely to attract attention.

Since it was on Hainan Island, a miracle born on this vast sea...

"Let's call it 'Blue of Hainan Island'."

Su Yue tapped her finger on the table.

"We'll not only make face creams, but also toners, lotions, and serums in the future. I want to take this brand beyond Hainan Island, sell it in Beijing, and even overseas."

Gu Beixiao quickly jotted down the four words with his pen.

"Qiongzhou Blue... What a great name! So grand!"

He closed the notebook, his face full of excitement.

"I'll go get the paperwork done right away. Once it's done, we can expand production and take over that counter at the supply and marketing cooperative!"

It's late at night.

The lights in the Gu family courtyard were still on.

In the bedroom, the bed was covered with glass bottles of different sizes.

Gu Beichen sat cross-legged on the bed, wearing a faded military green vest and holding a stack of newly printed simple labels.

The label is blue, with four neat Song typeface characters printed on it: "Blue of Hainan Island".

The dignified chief of staff of the military region was at this moment, his head bowed, intently affixing labels to the bottles.

Those hands, accustomed to wielding guns and slaying countless enemies, were now clutching a small piece of paper, carefully aiming it at the bottle.

"It's crooked."

Su Yue lay down beside him and pointed to a bottle he had just affixed.

Gu Beichen sighed, picked up the bottle, peeled off the label bit by bit, and reattached it correctly.

"This kind of meticulous work is more tiring than defusing landmines."

He put the labeled bottle into the box next to him and stretched his stiff neck.

"I, a chief of staff, am staying up all night to work as a labeler for you. Boss Su, how much do you want for this?"

Su Yue turned over and looked at him, resting her chin on her hand.

Under the light, the man's profile was strong, yet his brows revealed a rare tenderness.

Sweat streamed down his neck and soaked into his vest, carrying the scent of hormones.

"No wages."

Su Yue stretched out her foot and gently kicked his thigh.

"But this is for our family's great cause of getting rich. In the future, we will be able to get married safely and save up for our dowries peacefully, all thanks to these bottles and jars."

Gu Beichen grabbed her ankle, his palm burning hot.

"I don't lack money."

He leaned in, trapping her between the headboard and himself, his gaze sweeping over her face before finally settling on her lips.

"But I'm short-staffed."

Su Yue smiled and pushed his chest, which felt hard and hot to the touch.

"Stop joking around, we still have to deliver goods to the service center tomorrow. The first batch of official products, five hundred bottles, if we can't finish them all..."

"Then let them wait."

Gu Beichen lowered his head and bit her lip, his voice hoarse.

"We've posted a hundred already, let's collect some interest first."

The light flickered, casting overlapping shadows on the wall.

The sea breeze outside the window was still howling, but the temperature inside the room was rising steadily.