Modern-day food blogger Jiang Yue had transmigrated into a novel. She became a vicious supporting female character in an era novel, one who was beautiful but good for nothing!
She had just go...
"That should be enough! Aren't you able to produce two or three pieces every day? Just sell them together, and make women's clothing customizable like before. It should be able to last for a while!"
Jiang Yue suddenly had an idea recently. If the garment factory refused to cooperate with her, could she start her own factory?
Once the idea came into being, it grew like a weed.
But Jiang Yuesi thought it over and decided to wait until the meeting at the end of the year. She couldn't take too big a step at the moment. The clothing store she opened alone had already attracted many people's jealousy, and some people even went to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to report her.
This has to do with Jiang Yue's foresight. She insisted on applying for a business license for an individual business owner to prevent someone from getting jealous and reporting her.
In fact, Jiang Yue vaguely remembered that it would take another two years for the first business license for individual industrial and commercial households to be issued in China. However, this was the world in the book, and in the original book, Pei Xueyun gave herself a golden finger, giving her a green light to do business.
Since being called away that night, Gu Ye has not returned home. Political Commissar Tang said that Gu Ye and the division commander went to the provincial military region for a meeting, and told Jiang Yue not to worry.
Gu Ye came back a week later. It was afternoon then. Jiang Yue was in the store, preparing to close the shop. Turning around, she saw a tall and straight man standing under the camphor tree outside the door.
"Gu Ye?" Jiang Yue thought she had seen it wrong at first. She ran a few steps forward and confirmed that the man standing under the tree was Gu Ye.
But Gu Ye looked untidy, with a furrowed brow and a haggard face. He didn't know how long he had been standing there. There were cigarette butts all over the floor under his feet. Jiang Yue could smell a very pungent smell of smoke before she even got to him.