Regardless of the era, people always prefer to go to bustling places when they buy things.

Today, the most bustling place in the entire Yun County was Jiang Qiaoqiao's Yiren Clothing Store. As soon as the door opened, a huge crowd of people squeezed in.

Although Jiang Qiaoqiao had anticipated that the store would have more customers today due to the extensive promotion, she hadn't expected this many.

She, Zhou Yang, and Luo Yingzi were simply too busy to handle everything.

Finally, having no other choice, they called Huo Beixiao and Tong Xuejiao over to help.

Tong Xuejiao was originally a businesswoman, and she was also beautiful and fashionable, so selling clothes was no problem for her.

Huo Beixiao helped with the cash register.

His cold expression gave him a significant advantage in that position, as customers were quicker to pay.

Some others, whose thoughts and actions weren't so clean, all behaved themselves when they saw him standing there.

Jiang Yiran heard the loudspeaker outside early in the morning, and she felt extremely irritated, wishing she could just stuff cotton balls into her ears.

Just then, Qin Haiyang said, "Isn't Yiren Clothing the clothing store my sister owns? I happen to be free today, so let's go take a look."

Peng Cuiying immediately chimed in, "That's what I meant too. We can't really help with Qiaoqiao's store opening, but we should still send a gift."

"Didn't Haiyang say that Boss Jiang's project requires him to buy cement from Beixiao? Let's take this opportunity to smooth things over with Qiaoqiao; that way, things will be easier to discuss later."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, her gaze full of calculation.

The matter that Jiang Jiahua mentioned to her last time is now ready to be implemented.

If things succeed, Jiang Qiaoqiao will have to help them, whether she likes it or not.

Otherwise, if Jiang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao don't give them face when the Jiang family from Beicheng arrives, they will not only miss out on their cash cow, but also their third son's marriage...

Peng Cuiying felt a headache whenever she thought about Jiang Yong'an's marriage.

This compound is already full of people and all sorts of eyes. Ever since the last incident, there have been rumors circulating about Jiang Yong'an and Jiang Yiran.

If it were just one or two people saying it, she could try to explain, or even resort to insults.

But with so many people talking, how can she silence the public?

Fortunately, Jiang Yiran was able to appease Qin Haiyang. Otherwise, if their son's reputation were ruined and their promising son-in-law were to fall out of favor, they would be at a huge loss.

Jiang Yiran gritted her teeth; she didn't want to see Jiang Qiaoqiao in such a glamorous state.

Knowing the importance of the Jiang family's affairs, she dared not refuse and could only force a smile, saying, "We should prepare some gifts to congratulate you on your opening, sister."

When they arrived at Yiren Clothing, they saw that the huge clothing store was packed with people.

Moreover, everyone who came out of the store was carrying a bag printed with Yiren Clothing.

Peng Cuiying struck up a conversation with the person and learned that he had spent nearly fifty yuan on clothes at the store that day. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

The man had just bought a set of affordable new clothes for each member of his family and was feeling quite pleased with himself. He didn't notice Peng Cuiying's expression and said in a nonchalant manner, "What I did is nothing. There are plenty of people who spend seventy or eighty, or even a hundred yuan, to buy three or four sets of clothes!"

"You know what, the styles of these imported goods are definitely better than those made by our local tailors. The denim fabric is also sturdy and durable. Not only are the styles good in their store, but they also have opening discounts that are very affordable. In the end, it's even a few dollars cheaper than the denim jackets and jeans sold at the street stalls!"

Sister, if you want to buy clothes, you'd better hurry, because when I just bought mine, many styles were already sold out in all sizes.

If you wait any longer, there might only be leftovers.

The man even kindly reminded Peng Cuiying of something.

Peng Cuiying didn't hear what she said after that at all; she only heard that many people were buying things for over a hundred yuan each.

One person bought over a hundred items, and just now she saw about ten people carrying bags coming out of the store.

Jiang Qiaoqiao will probably earn tens of thousands today!

My God! So much money!

If Jiang Qiaoqiao were still as obedient as before, then all this money would belong to her!

For the first time, Peng Cuiying felt such intense regret for not treating Jiang Qiaoqiao better.

She glanced at the gifts she was carrying: two pounds of apples, a bag of sugar, and ten eggs.

Such a gift would normally be considered respectable when visiting relatives, but this time, she felt a little embarrassed to give it.

But then she thought, Jiang Qiaoqiao is already acting like she'll never associate with them again. If she gives her an expensive gift, and Jiang Qiaoqiao still doesn't appreciate it, then it'll be like throwing good money after bad.

With that thought in mind, she carried her things and walked towards Yiren Clothing without any psychological burden.

Huo Beixiao was collecting money methodically when he saw Peng Cuiying and the other two approaching from afar. He gave Guo Tao a look.

Guo Tao immediately understood and stepped in front of Peng Cuiying, "Oh, isn't this the mother of the owner of Yiren Clothing? What's up, are you here today to pay off your daughter's debt?"

"Pay back the money? Pay back what money?" Peng Cuiying recognized Guo Tao; she still vividly remembered the last time Guo Tao came to their house to collect debts.

Now, when she sees Guo Tao, she can't help but feel weak in the knees.

Guo Tao's face hardened. "What are you pretending for? Your daughter borrowed 50,000 yuan from our boss to open this shop!"

Are you really here to help her pay off her debts?

"Fifty thousand?!" Peng Cuiying was stunned when she heard this number.

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