The three of them arrived at the Yueji Youpin store.

Fangjie was looking at the sales figures for the past few days when she looked up and saw the three of them.

"Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a family of three!" she said with a smile, waving them inside.

Jiaojiao struggled to get down and ran inside.

The gentle light in Lu Yunshen's eyes dissipated. He didn't say much, nodded to Sister Fang, and followed Jiaojiao inside.

Lin Ziyan said, "Stop making fun of us."

“My great-grandmother went to the temple today. Jiaojiao didn’t want to stay in the village with Fatty, so I brought her out.”

Fang nodded, slightly raising her chin to show her the other side.

Just as we predicted, soon someone copied the idea and opened the same store.

Lin Ziyan was picking out a new hairband, thinking it would suit her second sister Xiaoxiao very well.

She glanced at the shop's layout, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled faintly.

"I just came out of the store across the street, and it really is a copy of our store."

When the three of them were discussing this on the train, they realized that someone might imitate it, so they each offered a solution.

Now it's perfect to use.

Marketing campaigns, specialty products, and sourcing goods that keep up with the latest trends in the port city.

They addressed these issues and adjusted the merchandise a week after opening.

"We might have to fight a price war next..." Lin Ziyan said casually.

Mu Fang handed a stack of new price tags to Tang Fen, the store manager, who was standing next to her.

"These are the prices for the new products; we don't need to engage in a price war."

Tang Fen, “…”

She didn't know what kind of riddle the two were playing, but since the boss wasn't worried, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fangjie and Lin Ziyan exchanged a glance and smiled at each other.

Previously, Sister Fang was able to operate as the sole supplier in the distribution market because the goods she had access to were inaccessible to others.

The same applies now.

During their stay in Guangzhou, Mu Fang and Lu Qiuying visited several small commodity factories, using the blueprints given to them by Lin Ziyan, and asked them to make similar products.

From now on, some of the products sold on Yueji Youpin will be unique and not available elsewhere.

Lu Qiuying's distribution of Yueji Youpin membership cards secured a large portion of her customer base.

Fangjie went back to her original suppliers and put some of the imported women's products on Yuejimai, setting up an imported goods section.

"By the way, don't buy any bedding for your new house, I'll give you all of it for free," Mu Fang suddenly said.

Lin Ziyan paused for a few seconds, "This isn't appropriate..."

"What's inappropriate about it?"

"Although I'm more than ten years older than you, I can still be your older sister without any problem," Fang Jie said with a smile.

Lin Ziyan nodded helplessly, realizing that Fang Jie would turn on her if she dared to refuse.

A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. Fang Jie looked much paler today; she wasn't wearing any makeup at all.

Although she looks pale, she possesses a different kind of natural beauty.

"Did you have a fight with Brother Song?" Lin Ziyan glanced at the shop and asked softly.

She saw Lu Yun Shen squatting down, carefully selecting hair clips with Jiao Jiao.

Meanwhile, store manager Tang Fen and others were replacing the price tags.

Fang sighed, "It wasn't an argument, just a disagreement."

She gently stroked her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with conflict.

Judging from her expression, Lin Ziyan guessed what was going on.

"Pregnant? Brother Song doesn't want it?" she asked, frowning.

Given their ages, Fangjie would be considered an advanced maternal age mother if she had a child at this time.

"Yes, it's me who doesn't want it." Sister Fang picked up her thermos and took a few sips of water.

Her eyes dimmed slightly; this child had come at an inopportune time.

An electronics factory is opening, a branch of Yueji is opening, and Song Yi is building a shopping mall—all sorts of things are happening at once.

Lin Ziyan pursed her lips slightly. Logically speaking, outsiders' advice is useless in this matter; the person in question must figure it out themselves.

For example, she herself didn't plan to have children so early.

"What are you worried about? Are you afraid you won't be able to manage the newly opened shop?" Lin Ziyan asked tentatively.

Mu Fang pursed her lips. "My main concern is that I won't be able to raise it properly..."

She was troubled not only by this, but also by the Song family.

After meeting Song Zhenzhen last time, Song Yi's parents called every few days, asking her to return to Beijing with Song Yi.

She was already irritable lately, so she simply unplugged the phone line at home.

Lin Ziyan was taken aback. "I've heard of premarital anxiety before. Do you have pregnancy anxiety?"

"Pfft!" Sister Fang couldn't help but laugh out loud, her annoyance dissipating considerably. She teased,

"What pre-wedding anxiety? I don't see any signs of that."

Lin Ziyan coughed a few times. "Now let's talk about your matter."

Fangjie shrugged, not intending to continue the conversation.

She needed to think about it some more; perhaps she really was as anxious as Lin Ziyan had said.

Lin Ziyan didn't ask any more questions, but instead talked to her about the electronics factory.

We'll start training people now that we've recruited them, and then we'll strive to officially start work at the beginning of next month.

…

On the other side

Grandma Lin, Grandma Lan, and Grandma Li came to the temple together.

The three of them went around the temple and paid a lot of money for incense.

"Old Lady Li, go over there and ask whatever you want," Lin Atai said in a low voice.

Inside the temple, there was a long corridor with several stalls, offering services such as amulets for peace, fortune telling, and wealth divination.

Grandma Li carried a cloth bag and walked toward a stall that Grandma Lin pointed to.

Grandma Lan watched her retreating figure with a complex expression.

She doesn't believe in these things, especially fortune telling, but she still holds them in awe.

Asking for a peace charm is also for peace of mind.

"Let's wait for her here." Lin Atai found a place to sit down.

The temple was surrounded by trees, and birds chirped incessantly in the treetops.

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