Clothing is made during the spring season, shoes are made during the spring season, clothing is made during the spring season, transportation is done during the spring season...

So just how rich is Wen Qing?

Ji Yousheng and Liang Wenhua found it terrifying to even think about.

"Jin Ling?" Ji Ningzhi couldn't believe it. Her idol, the movie star she thought was unattainable, Jin Ling, was actually sitting with Wen Qing, smiling! This couldn't be real, could it?

"Who is Jin Ling?" Liang Wenhua asked.

"A big movie star," Ji Yousheng replied.

"A big star?" Liang Wenhua asked.

Ji Yousheng nodded: "She's not as famous as anyone else now. The TV said that Wen Qing made three sets of clothes for Jin Ling to help her through a low point in her life. So Jin Ling is grateful to Wen Qing."

“Thank you, Wen Qing…” Liang Wenhua replied woodenly.

At that moment, the TV host asked with a smile, "Ms. Jinling, may I ask how much the three outfits Wen Qing made for you cost?"

Jin Ling smiled and looked at Yi Wenqing, then said, "It's quite a small amount, a set for a thousand yuan."

One thousand yuan?! A set?!

Liang Wenhua, Ji Yousheng, and Ji Ningzhi were shocked on the spot.

Three thousand yuan in total? Three thousand yuan! For Liang Wenhua, Ji Yousheng, and Ji Ningzhi now, that's an astronomical figure.

Forget three thousand yuan, they don't even have three hundred or thirty yuan.

Then look at the porridge, coarse flour buns, pickled vegetables, and bean paste on the table.

The porridge was so thin you could barely see any rice grains.

When you chew coarse flour buns, they make your throat feel rough and sore as they go down your throat.

The pickled vegetables and fermented bean paste were made by Liang Wenhua herself, and they were extremely unpalatable.

"Is a thousand yuan too little?" the host asked.

Jin Ling smiled gently and said, "It's definitely less. Wen Qing's clothes are worth far more than this."

On TV, Jin Ling's answer seemed to hurt Ji Ningzhi, or perhaps Ji Ningzhi felt that she hadn't bought clothes in a long time, or perhaps Wen Qing was too outstanding and too rich, which stung her, or perhaps the coarse steamed buns made her throat sore.

In short, she sat at the dinner table, tears streaming down her face.

Just then, the courtyard gate was suddenly banged on.

Liang Wenhua quickly turned off the television and the table fan.

Ji Yousheng reflexively shut his mouth, not even chewing the coarse flour bun in his mouth.

Ji Ningzhi immediately stopped crying.

Then they heard someone outside the courtyard shouting, "Ji Yousheng! Ji Yousheng! Pay the electricity bill! Pay the electricity bill!"

The three of them remained silent in the main room.

The gate was pounded on loudly. Finally, the man lost his patience and cursed, "Damn it, I've never seen such a coward." Then he walked away cursing.

The sound gradually faded away, and the family of three didn't dare to make a sound.

Before long, the three of them were sweating profusely because the fan had stopped.

"Mom, turn on the table fan, it's so hot," Ji Ningzhi said.

Liang Wenhua gave the fan a "snap," but it didn't turn. She tried turning it again, but it still didn't turn. Liang Wenhua said in surprise, "It was working fine just now, why did it suddenly stop turning?"

"Is it broken?" Ji Yousheng asked.

"No way, it was working fine just now. Yanjun just bought this fan last year, it's only been running for a year."

"Could it be that they cut off our electricity?" Ji Ningzhi suddenly said.

Ji Yousheng and Liang Wenhua were taken aback.

Ji Ningzhi hurriedly went to turn on the TV, but it wouldn't turn on. She then tried to turn on the light, but it wouldn't turn on either. Ji Ningzhi had already broken out in a sweat from all the running and moving around, but at this moment she couldn't care less about the heat. Instead, she felt sad and wronged, and felt that life was hard and living was not easy. She sadly leaned on the door frame and cried.

Ji Ningzhi cried more than once or twice. Not only Ji Ningzhi cried, but Liang Wenhua also cried.

But what could they do? Ji Yousheng's wages were only enough to keep his family of three from starving. They hadn't eaten meat or white flour buns for three months.

Every day it's the same coarse noodles, pickled vegetables, and soybean paste. It's incredibly unpalatable, but if we don't eat it, we'll go hungry. We can't afford to waste a single grain, so we reheat the leftovers and eat them.

As a result, Ji Ningzhi and Liang Wenhua cried many times.

At this moment, Ji Yousheng and Liang Wenhua sat at the dining table, sweat pouring down their foreheads, neither of them uttering a sound.

The entire main room was filled with heat.

When Ji Yousheng, Liang Wenhua, and Ji Ningzhi couldn't stand the heat, Wen Qing bought a Chunlan brand air conditioner. Air conditioners were very rare in those days, and it was only after Feng Qing's employees went to Nanzhou City that they were able to buy one. That same day, Wen Qing found a well-known electrician in the county town to rewire the house, making it able to easily power the high-powered air conditioner.

Wen Qing sat in the air-conditioned room reading a book.

This time, Yao Shiling didn't object to Wen Qing buying an air conditioner, nor did she say it would waste electricity. The main reason was that Wen Qing had been so hot these past two days that she couldn't eat, and she felt sorry for her. She had heard that air conditioners were like living in winter, so she asked Wen Qing to buy one. Wen Qing thought that the family would need it in the future, so she bought it.

At that moment, Wen Qing was sitting in the air-conditioned room, reading a book, when the phone in the main room rang.

Without even thinking, I knew it was for her.

After she appeared on television, Feng Qing's orders doubled, and she became quite famous, appearing not only on television but also in newspapers.

Furthermore, because Wen Qing's appearance was stunning and left a deep impression on people, Pete repeatedly encouraged her to become an actress. Wen Qing was not interested in this. When she got annoyed by Pete's phone calls, she asked, "Do celebrities earn as much money as I, Feng Qing?"

Pete finally gave up.

In addition, because there was little entertainment at that time, the influence of newspapers, television, and celebrities was extremely powerful, so the Fengqing brand continued to rise in popularity.

In the streets and alleys, anyone with a bit of money or who is fashionable knows about Feng Qing and Wen Qing, and you'll hear these words from time to time.

"Buy Fengqing! Fengqing is beautiful and fashionable!"

"That little girl is so pretty, she's wearing Feng Qing's clothes."

"Jin Ling is wearing Feng Qing's clothes."

"..."

In short, if the previous fashion design competition brought Wen Qing to the attention of many in the industry, then this television appearance has made Feng Qing known to people outside the industry, and they have come to know and admire this young Wen Qing.

Therefore, Fengqing Garment Factory, Fengqing Shoe Factory, Fengqing Clothing Store, and Fengqing Transportation Company are all extremely busy every day, and at the same time, they are expanding their recruitment efforts to hire capable and talented individuals.

Fengqing has recruited many experienced professionals as well as new college graduates, and is gradually becoming more formalized.

Wen Qing originally wanted to establish the "Feng Qing Group" and acquire a fabric factory to supply fabrics to Feng Qing. However, facing the college entrance examination, she had no time to attend to it. Even the matter of ordering a car had to be handled by Feng Qing's purchasing agent. She just focused on studying. The factory and the company would only call her when they needed to make important decisions.

Wen Qing put down her book to answer the phone; it was from Feng Qing Garment Factory.

"Young boss, Jinshui City wants to order 5,000 sets of summer clothes, 1,000 pairs of rubber sandals, and 1,000 pairs of buckled cloth sandals. Half of the payment has already been transferred to the accountant."

Wen Qing asked, "Have the order details been confirmed again?"

"The document was sent via fax, and it had a signature and a personal seal."

"Can you come out within the specified time?" Wen Qing asked.

"We've always worked in two shifts, no problem."

“Okay,” Wen Qing said. “You contact Fengqing Shoe Factory. I’ll call the transportation department. Pack the goods and wait. The transportation department will pick them up promptly.”

"Yes, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qing called the transportation company again.

Wen Liang had been listening the whole time. After Wen Qing hung up the phone, she asked, "Liangliang, did you understand?"

Wen Liang and Wen Peng are already on summer vacation. The two brothers have completely different personalities. Wen Peng is outgoing and lively. Right now, he has already called his friends to take slingshots to shoot birds, collect monkey shells, dig for shrimp, and catch eels.

Perhaps because he was the eldest son, Wen Liang was much calmer and more reserved, and didn't talk much. He was a good student, and to supplement his knowledge, Wen Qing asked Feng Qing's transportation employees to buy many books in various cities across China. The books were kept at home, and Wen Liang would read them whenever he had time, and he went out to play even less.

To Wen Qing's delight, Wen Liang seemed to have become more sensible after reading more books. He was talking more than before, and his understanding of things made Wen Qing feel particularly at ease, which is commonly known as having sound values.

"I understand," Wen Liang replied, looking down at his book.

"Really?" Wen Qing asked.

"Mm." Wen Liang nodded.

Wen Qing laughed and said, "Then you'll be going to school while also helping your sister manage Wen Qing. Can you manage that?"

“Okay.” Wen Liang said this in a casual tone, as if he were saying, “I can finish this bowl of noodles.” This made Wen Qing very happy. Speaking of which, she and her younger brother Wen Liang were not that far apart in age. Wen Qing was eighteen years old this year, and Wen Liang was sixteen. If Wen Liang were compared to Wen Qing in her previous life, he would definitely be more sensible and smarter than Wen Qing.

However, compared to Wen Qing in this lifetime, there is still a gap.

However, when Wen Qing pulled Wen Liang into the air-conditioned room to talk about Feng Qing, Wen Qing was truly amazed. Wen Liang actually knew almost everything about Feng Qing's affairs.

"How did you know?" Wen Qing asked.

Wen Liang replied, "I'll listen to what you say, I'll listen to what the team leader says, I'll listen to what Mom says, I'll listen to what Aunt Wang says..."

Hearing this, Wen Qing smiled. Now that's good, Liangliang can help her.

Thinking this way, Wen Qing immediately taught Wen Liang some simple things, letting him gradually get the hang of them and ask her questions when he didn't understand. However, the premise was that it wouldn't interfere with his studies. Once she found that his grades had dropped, she wouldn't let him help anymore.

"Okay, I understand," Wen Liang said casually.

Wen Qing was overjoyed.

For the next two days, Wen Qing still spent most of her time studying. Occasionally, when she received a phone call, she would discuss with Wen Liang how to resolve the issue properly.

Wen Qing nodded in satisfaction every time Wen Liang gave a reply.

Five days passed in Shuiwan Village just like that.

Wen Qing needed to go to Nanzhou City to meet with the class teacher, Teacher Zhao, and Shi Lei was already waiting at the end of Datu Road.

Yao Shiling smiled when she saw Shi Lei's bright smile.

"Hello, Auntie." Shi Lei was extremely polite.

"Hello, Shi Lei." Yao Shiling smiled, then turned to Wen Qing and said, "Eat on time, don't stay up late, and if it's too hot, install an air conditioner in your room."

"I don't feel hot anymore. It must have been because the weather suddenly got hot a few days ago, and I wasn't used to it. Now I'm fine," Wen Qing said with a smile.

"Do you want Mom to cook for you? I'm not busy at home anyway," Yao Shiling said, even though she was actually quite busy.

"No need, it'll only take two or three days," Wen Qing said.

Yao Shiling had no choice but to give up. In the end, Yao Shiling pulled Wen Qing aside and whispered, "Wen Qing, are you planning to get together with Shi Lei?"

Wen Qing thought for a moment and said, "We can be sure after the college entrance examination."

"Mom is telling you, whether you're in a relationship or not, a girl must respect and love herself. If you belittle yourself, others will look down on you too, you know?" Yao Shiling said, "That's how society is now. Men get away with it, but women will be cursed and never be able to recover for the rest of their lives."

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat. No one had ever said such a thing to her in her past life. Hearing it now was like a wake-up call, making her realize the truth. If only she had known earlier. She nodded and said, "Mom, I understand."

"Yes, Mom believes you."

"Um."

After parting ways with Yao Shiling, Wen Qing and Shi Lei went to the bus stop, parked the bus, and got on. Wen Qing sat with Shi Lei, while she turned her head to look out the window, her mind replaying Yao Shiling's words.

"A young lady must respect and love herself. If you belittle yourself, others will look down on you too, you know?"

Lost in thought, she didn't notice a brand-new truck driving past her.

The truck belonged to Ji Yanjun and Gangzi.

Ji Yanjun and Gangzi found a place to park their car and then each carried a large military green backpack home.

Ji Yanjun walked for a long time, turning many corners, before finally arriving at a small courtyard. He knocked on the door, but no one answered.

He called out, "Dad! Mom!"

Suddenly a voice came from the courtyard: "Mom, it's brother! Brother's back!"