"That's good, thank you for your trouble, Grandpa Jiang." Song Qingqing didn't interfere much with the seed matter, leaving it entirely to the unlucky guy to handle.

Unlucky Song Qingqing believed it.

"We're all family, what's the trouble?"

"By the way, I heard you're planning to open a vegetable shop in Qingcheng? Your business seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

"Yes, we've basically covered all of Huangcheng. We can only expand outwards." Song nodded gently. The pursuit of making money can't stop, can it?

Now, she earns 20,000 to 50,000 yuan a day, not including the seeds.

With this income to support her, she can more quickly seize the domestic market and expand her business step by step.

"At your current rate of making money, you'll be the richest person in the country this year." Jiang Xu was very impressed with Song Qingqing's abilities, and wished she were his own granddaughter.

With her around, what worries do we have about the Jiang family's business?

Of course, his own grandson Jiang Yiman is not bad either, but he is obsessed with women, which is not as good as Song Qingqing.

Look at Song Qingqing, she dedicates all her time to her career.

Isn't that great?

Song Qingqing had no idea what Jiang Xu was thinking. After discussing it with him and learning that the seed yield would increase several times, she was very happy.

Her income is going to continue to rise next month, which is great.

She's moderately wealthy now, soon she'll be very wealthy, then extremely wealthy, and then...

The good days are just around the corner, but the only thing that makes Song Qingqing feel bad is her future with Sikong Xingchen.

Furthermore, there has been no news of his return to this day.

She didn't know when Sikong Xingchen would be able to return. After thinking it over, she decided to go find him in a few days.

He used to be the one to come to her, but now it's her turn.

However, before going to see him, she still needed to make arrangements for Huang Cheng.

I also need to go back to Zhongtang County.

Turning around, they threw themselves into their busy business: opening stores, selecting store managers, expanding vegetable plots, recruiting staff, and so on.

Before I knew it, quite a bit of time had passed.

During this time, the Liu family tried to cause trouble, but they were easily subdued by the white-faced man alone.

With the pale-faced scholar around, Song Qingqing's career progressed very smoothly.

In the blink of an eye, her vegetable shops were scattered all over Huangcheng.

Her number of employees has also been steadily increasing, and is now no less than the number of employees in the Jiang family.

Of course, as the store expanded, her income also increased dramatically, and Song Qingqing now deposits a considerable amount of money in the bank every day.

To save herself the trouble, she simply had bank staff come to her house every day.

The deposit was completed at her home.

This is a privilege reserved for ultra-VIP guests, and now Song Qingqing has also enjoyed this privilege.

"Qingqing, I had someone inquire about the shops in Qingcheng for you. Take a look, this is a map showing the distribution of all the residential areas in Qingcheng."

That evening in the courtyard, Liu Fugui placed the information he had collected in front of Song Qingqing.

Song nodded gently and began to study it carefully. In the end, she concluded that Qingcheng only needed to open 35 vegetable stores to meet her market demand.

Song Qingqing circled the address where she wanted to invest in the store, and then she took the money and went to Qingcheng to shop.

If you can't buy, rent. In just a few days, Song Qingqing secured all the shops in Qingcheng.

Next came renovations, buying a vegetable plot, hiring someone to manage it, and so on.

She left these follow-up matters to Song Guoqiang.

Coincidentally, on her way back to Zhongtang County, she witnessed Cheng Wenming beating Gong Yan'er.

"You slut, it's none of your business if I want to find other women. Didn't you look down on me? Why don't you get a divorce now?"

Cheng Wenming beat Gong Yan'er while swearing foully.

But Gong Yan'er, who used to be very arrogant, squatted on the ground with her head in her hands like a grandson, letting the other party beat and scold her, but she didn't dare to say that she wanted a divorce.

Only after Cheng Wenming had tired himself out did he spit out a curse and leave.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingqing sighed but said nothing, turning to leave.

Unexpectedly, before she could even turn around, Gong Yan'er, who was squatting on the ground, saw her.

He rushed forward with bloodshot eyes, grabbed Song Qingqing and shouted, "Song Qingqing, you bitch, you bitch! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this situation!"

People who fail always make excuses for themselves.

Looking back, it was all Gong Yan'er's own fault.

If she hadn't harmed Song Qingqing, none of this would have happened.

However, there are no "what ifs" in life.

Gong Yan'er made a mistake and, instead of repenting, blamed it on Song Qingqing.

This left Song Qingqing speechless. She turned around and shook off Song Qingqing's hands, saying slowly, "If thinking like this makes you feel better, then go ahead and think like that! Anyway, I can't control your thoughts."

As for what happened before, who was right and who was wrong, only you, I, and everyone else know.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't shown up, if you hadn't come here, my life would be fine. My parents wouldn't have gotten divorced, and I wouldn't have married into Chengjia. It's all your fault."

"Heh! My mistake? I don't believe you have no idea that your mother wanted me to marry in her place."

If you don't even want to marry into the Cheng family, then don't agree to it. How can you make me marry in your place?

It's one thing to be forced into a marriage, but to try and embarrass me in that way? Gong Yan'er, you and your mother aren't the only clever ones in this world.

We're not fools.

"So you knew all along, that's why you treated us like that, wasn't it?"

Mom is right, it's all your fault, you're the one who ruined us. It's all your fault.

Gong Yan'er was initially unsure, but after hearing Song Qingqing's words, she was finally certain that everything that happened on their wedding day was caused by Song Qingqing.

"Heh! It's all someone else's fault, not yours, okay?"

After saying this, Song turned around and tried to leave.

But Gong Yan'er seemed to have found an outlet for her anger, and once again blocked her way, preventing her from leaving.

“Song Qingqing, you have ruined my daughter and me. You must take responsibility for us.”

"Keep dreaming!" Song Qingqing rolled her eyes.

Gong Yan'er grew more and more confident as she spoke, "You're the one who ruined us, you have to take responsibility. How about this, you give us a million, and we'll let this matter drop, okay?"

Song Qingqing laughed angrily. Putting aside who was scheming against whom, the responsibility itself was enough to make anyone angry.

Don't make it sound like she scummed to her, okay?

What are you responsible for?

Why should she take responsibility?

On what grounds?

"I think you're not quite right in the head anymore. You should just wash up and go to bed!"

After saying that, Song Qingqing pushed Gong Yan'er aside and left with the pale-faced scholar.

Gong Yan'er panicked and chased after him, but unfortunately, this time she was blocked by the pale-faced scholar.

"Get out of my way! If you dare block my way again, I'll scream 'molestation'!" Gong Yan'er saw that the pale-faced scholar was blocking her way, preventing her from chasing after him.