Rebirth in the 80s: The Plan to Raise a Female Tycoon

University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...

Chapter 569 Technology Awaits Breakthrough

"How about this, you call Sister Su over and have her come to my shop." Qin Xiaoyu had made up her mind to help Sister Su.

"Your man has a strange personality. He doesn't like to talk much, but he follows you everywhere. He won't come in even when you invite him in. He just sits in the car. What's going on?" Ye Qiu looked out the window. Are sat motionless in the Cherokee.

"He's worried that I'll cause trouble, he doesn't trust me," Qin Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"You? What trouble could a little brat like you possibly cause? I think you're just spoiled." Ye Qiu looked Qin Xiaoyu up and down, refusing to believe that she was the one who caused trouble.

Qin Xiaoyu didn't bother to explain; it seemed she had really caused quite a bit of trouble.

Sister Su still came, timidly. She didn't go inside, but stood at the door waiting for Qin Xiaoyu to come downstairs.

"Sister Su, I have something to say. Come up with me." Qin Xiaoyu came downstairs to meet her personally and led her upstairs by the hand.

"I'm dirty," Sister Su said, quickly pulling her arm away.

"It's not dirty. Come, sit here." Qin Xiaoyu gave Factory Manager Fei a look and then went downstairs. Master Liang wasn't here today.

"I heard about your situation from Ye Qiu. Why don't you come work for me? I'll hire you, and the income will be stable," Qin Xiaoyu said bluntly.

“Working is good, but I can’t leave my two children. I’m working, but they have nowhere to go. There are so many bad people around…” Sister Su lowered her head in distress.

“I asked my husband to find them a school. If they go to school, it's not a big or small thing. If they just stay in society, what will they do in the future?”

"What?" Sister Su suddenly looked up, staring at Qin Xiaoyu in surprise, unable to believe what she was saying.

"I said let them go to school." Qin Xiaoyu didn't expect her to react so strongly.

"Thank you! Thank you! I've met a benefactor. When I met you at the dinner table last time, I felt that you had an extraordinary way of speaking. You are truly my second parents!" Sister Su was already incoherent, and she stood up and bowed to Qin Xiaoyu repeatedly.

Qin Xiaoyu was at a loss for what to do. She finally managed to stop her from bowing anymore, but her legs went weak and she knelt down.

"I will definitely repay you, I will definitely repay you! You gave us, the three of us, a way to survive!" Sister Su cried miserably. Director Fei, who was downstairs, heard something was wrong and came up to help Sister Su sit down.

Sister Su has been here for three years, and she has basically overcome the language barrier. In addition, she has been running a stall for a while and has a good understanding of the clothing industry, so hiring her as a shop assistant is perfect.

When A Lei heard that they were looking for schools for the two children, he didn't say anything. Within two days, they received their admission notices. Xiao Zhen started primary school, but her older sister was a bit too old and had missed too many classes; they were worried she wouldn't be able to keep up. Besides, she was already 16, so they found her a fashion technology school, and Qin Xiaoyu helped her choose a design major.

"Here, this is for you." When A Lei took out the admission notice, he also gave Qin Xiaoyu a set of keys.

"What is this? You bought another house?" Qin Xiaoyu was completely confused.

“They definitely can’t live in that house anymore, so I just rented another one for them, so you won’t have to bother me again later.”

"Wow, you're so thoughtful, Secretary Lei. Come here, Factory Director Qin is in love with you." Qin Xiaoyu jumped up happily, and Lei quickly caught her.

"What does 'Xuan' mean?" A Lei asked curiously.

"I'm choosing you tonight. Silly boy." Qin Xiaoyu kissed him hard on the forehead, trying to slide off him, but it was too late.

"Then I'll declare my love for you first, and you can declare yours for me tonight, OK?"

City people know how to have fun, 666.

For the first three days after the shop opened, Qin Xiaoyu only went to watch the firecrackers go off before disappearing. She deliberately didn't go, leaving the couple to their own devices to see their true abilities.

In three days, they sold only one piece of clothing, and even that was at a 50% discount.

Master Liang and Factory Director Fei both looked displeased.

“I don’t think the problem is with fashion. The problem is with the location we chose. The culture and living environment in Guangzhou are different from those in the north. Even the fabrics used for making clothes are different. How can we compete with the locals? Why should they buy things that are not suitable for them?” Master Liang vented all his grievances on Qin Xiaoyu.

"Anything else?" Qin Xiaoyu asked calmly.

"And another thing! We've come all this way to open a shop, only to make ourselves miserable. We're definitely going to lose money!" Master Liang slammed his hand on the table and turned to go downstairs.

"We're in a meeting, Mr. Liang, please sit down." Qin Xiaoyu spoke with an air of authority without being angry, and she stopped calling him "brother-in-law." Mr. Liang obediently returned and sat down.

"I've said everything I needed to say. You decide what to do. If you think I'm incompetent, I'll go back to the North. If you think I'm not even a competent designer, you can dismiss me, fire me from my job, whatever you want." Master Liang was clearly determined to break off all pretense of civility, and Factory Director Fei was frantically trying to wink at him.

"Master Liang, if I really thought you were no good, I wouldn't have brought you all this way to lose money. I, Qin Xiaoyu, have made money, but I'm going to spend it wisely, not waste it on gambling," Qin Xiaoyu said sternly and bluntly.

"Look at your attitude! You arrived right after us, but you don't care about anything and just leave it to us to figure out. You know perfectly well that these clothes won't sell, right? You're just waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves, aren't you?" Master Liang became more and more angry as he spoke.

"Yes, I want to see you crash into a wall, the harder the better, to see if you can wake up!" Qin Xiaoyu also took a step forward, ready to meet force with force.

"Manager! Something terrible has happened! Someone downstairs wants to return something, and they're about to start arguing!" It was Sister Su who ran up to deliver the message.

Qin Xiaoyu and the others rushed downstairs. Needless to say, the girl who bought the clothes yesterday had returned to return them. Cheng Fuyue was currently receiving her.

"Give me the money!" The girl had a temper and slammed her head against the counter.

"You can't return it! The clothes are dirty, how can you return them!" Cheng Fuyue, that little girl, is quite shrewd. She picked up the skirt, turned it to the side, and showed Qin Xiaoyu a wine stain.

Qin Xiaoyu understood immediately: the clothes had been worn before, but the brand label had been cleverly hidden so that it was not noticeable.

Some vain girls do this: they buy a piece of clothing, wear it carefully to avoid getting it dirty, and then return it for a refund. This one was just unlucky; she got it dirty.

"When I bought the clothes, you offered me a 50% discount. Is there something wrong with the clothes to begin with, and you're blaming me for it?" The girl was sharp-tongued, and what she said made a lot of sense.

"What's going on?" The door opened, and a tall, burly man barged in. Qin Xiaoyu had just seen him on his motorcycle by the door, so it seemed he had been waiting for a long time and was getting impatient.

"Brother Tian, ​​they won't give me a refund!" The girl, who had just been sharp-tongued, suddenly became coquettish. Qin Xiaoyu got goosebumps all over.

"Give me my money back!" The burly man's arms were covered in tattoos, clearly indicating he had connections.

"No refund! She's the one who dirtied the clothes!" Cheng Fuyue was quite stubborn.

"Xiaoyue, give her the money," Qin Xiaoyu suddenly said.

"Why?" Cheng Fuyue couldn't believe that Qin Xiaoyu was saying this. Was she afraid?