Regardless of whether the news was true or false, it fooled many customers.

Hairun's refrigerator sales skyrocketed, immediately breaking the highest record set when S Appliances opened its store in Guangzhou.

After the exhibition ended, Han Renji flew back to Country A overnight to report on Hairun's situation to the group.

He had a feeling that Hairun would be a strong competitor to S Electric Appliances.

After the three-day electronics exhibition, Hairun's reputation was established.

However, Hairun has no plans to expand its stores significantly; it only recruits general agents in various provinces and cities.

Ren Donglai was busy recruiting agents as soon as he returned to Fuzhou.

All Hairun stores must display products according to the headquarters' design and strictly adhere to pricing rules.

"It seems the exhibition has had a significant impact on S Appliances. Their refrigerator sales have dropped sharply, and they've fallen out of the top three." The chubby girl received the data from Guangzhou and handed it to Lin Ziyan.

They're leaving for Germany on a business trip in a week. Their passports and visas are all sorted out now, and Fatty is busy with the work for the next two weeks.

She's going with them this time, while Fangjie and Ren Donglai will stay behind to look after the house.

“This data is only temporary; their refrigerators are very competitive.” Lin Ziyan looked at the document and wasn’t surprised.

S Electric Appliances is a strong company; one exhibition won't damage its fundamentals.

Sister Fang, "How about I go on this business trip with you guys too?"

"The Song family came to Fushi again, and they shamelessly refused to stay in a hotel, insisting on staying at our place."

She now wishes she could spend all day in the office.

Song Yi has been busy with business at the mall lately, and he comes home very late every day.

"It's still not too late to book a flight now," Lin Ziyan said with a shake of her head and a smile.

Fatty, "Don't you miss your daughter?"

Fang shook her head, "Book your plane ticket quickly, I need to go on a business trip."

"You don't know, Song Zhenzhen is coming to Fushi next week to shoot an advertisement, and according to the Song family elders, they want her to move in as well."

"I'm too lazy to deal with them. Let Song Yi worry about it!"

What Fangjie didn't know was that Song Zhenzhen had already arrived in Fuzhou at that moment.

She accepted a real estate advertisement in Fukushima and is currently filming on location near the port.

Song's mother had just met up with her at that moment.

"Didn't you say you were coming next week?" Song's mother asked, her face full of concern.

The daughter has been earning money lately and is giving it to her parents. Now, Song's mother finds her daughter much more agreeable than her son.

Song Zhenzhen: "It was moved up at the last minute, and my brother's shopping mall is about to open, right? I want to be the spokesperson for their mall."

"Don't let outsiders benefit from this."

Thinking of that large, single-level apartment by the sea, hatred welled up in Song Zhenzhen's eyes.

That belongs to her brother, why should it be given to that woman surnamed Mu?

Song's mother's eyes lit up instantly. "Okay, when your brother comes home for dinner tonight, you can mention it to him. Your father and I are here, he won't dare to refuse."

After the tense situation in Beijing, Song's mother deeply reflected on her actions and realized that she had been too swayed by others.

Won't the daughter-in-law's property also belong to the Song family in the future? Why should they create distance between themselves and their son over this?

She and her husband realized this, so they packed their bags and came to Fuzhou to stay with their son.

But when she heard that the big house they bought was registered under her daughter-in-law's name, she immediately felt that it should be given to her daughter and started arguing with Song Yi.

In a fit of pique, he returned to Beijing to wait for his son to come and beg for forgiveness, but after the New Year, neither his son nor his daughter-in-law showed up.

They had no choice but to come to Fuzhou on their own.

Song Zhenzhen glanced at her mother and scoffed inwardly. When had her brother ever listened to their parents?

I guess right now all I hear is that vixen surnamed Mu whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

That's what she thought, but she said, "You have to help me then."

"His shopping malls always need to hire spokespeople. He doesn't want the profits to go to outsiders. Doesn't most of the endorsement fees I get go to you guys anyway?"

Song Zhenzhen coaxed her mother, saying all sorts of nice things.

The biggest difference between Song Yi and her is this: she doesn't know how to coax her parents.

But Song Zhenzhen felt that her brother was really cunning, having secretly saved so much money without their parents' knowledge.

But they all ended up benefiting someone else…

…

In the evening, Song Yi went upstairs first after returning home.

Fangjie had changed into a cheongsam and was practicing the guzheng. She didn't get up when she saw him come back.

"Have you had dinner?" Song Yi asked as he changed into casual clothes after taking a shower.

"I didn't eat, I was too angry to eat anything." Mu Fang, wearing her nail guards, pressed the strings of her zither, and a clear, crisp sound rang out.

She stopped playing after playing a piece.

During this time, Song Yi leaned against the side, listening intently, and only after they stopped did he step forward and hug her.

"Who could make you angry? My parents?" Song Yi's chin nestled in the crook of her neck, and the faint scent of osmanthus wafted into his nose.

A slight ripple appeared in his deep eyes, and his gaze darkened.

“I’m going on a business trip next week. You’ll have to deal with your family on your own. I think you know what the bottom line is.” Mu Fang pushed him, but couldn’t budge him.

Song Yi nodded. "Okay, that'll help us avoid them."

"The mall is preparing to open soon, and I've been too busy to deal with them."

"We got married for happiness, not to suffer."

Mu Fang's lips slowly curved into a smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Song Yi tightened his grip on her waist. "Aren't you hungry since you didn't eat dinner?"

"No... um..." Before Mu Fang could finish speaking, he captured her lips with his.

"It's not locked yet..." Her words became fragmented.

Song's parents don't go up to the second floor, but Song Zhenzhen does, and she never knocks on the door.

Song Yi: "I've locked the door."

"Since I'm not hungry, I'll do some exercise first..."

The curtains were drawn, concealing the room's allure.

Meanwhile, a family of three downstairs was figuring out how to start the conversation.

Song Zhenzhen leaned back on the soft sofa, feeling envious and jealous.

She liked all the decorations here, but with her current income, she simply couldn't afford them.

The income from just one sofa endorsement is her earnings.

She can only accept a maximum of two endorsements a year.

"Zhenzhen, be polite to your sister-in-law later, don't make her angry."

“Now your brother mainly listens to her.” After thinking for a while, Song’s mother still felt that it would be easier to achieve her goal by starting with her daughter-in-law.

Mr. Song nodded. Now that he lives here, he doesn't even want to go back to Beijing.

It's more comfortable here than in Beijing. There are people to serve you, and it's spacious. Most importantly, my son pays for it, so they eat and drink for free.

You can see the sea as soon as you open the door, and there's also a park for strolling.

He no longer wants to go back to Beijing. If his son doesn't want to live with them, they'd be happy to buy him a house nearby.

"Dad, you agree to this too? You want me to go and fawn over that vixen surnamed Mu?"

Song Zhenzhen looked at her parents in disbelief, thinking they had gone mad.

Trying to please Mu Fang would be less effective than killing her.

The shopping mall belongs to her brother, not Mu Fang.

If she wants a shopping mall endorsement, she can just ask her brother. Why does she need to curry favor with Mu Fang?

"Shut up. If you don't call me 'sister-in-law' in a moment, you're not staying here tonight. Go stay at a hotel." Mr. Song warned.

Now that he knows his son earns far more than his daughter, he no longer cares about his daughter's feelings.

Can saving face put food on the table? If you're really that capable, don't come back begging your family.

Song Zhenzhen was stunned and didn't dare to talk back.

If her family cuts off her film funding, no director will hire her.