“Chasing His Wife at the Crematorium with a Second Male Lead Rising – A Strong Female Lead’s Career-Focused Retro Revenge Story. No Forgiveness, No Looking Back!”
Because she slapped ...
It was just that the nature of her job meant that as a divorce officer, she had to persuade the couple not to break up. She stamped her seal and gave another piece of advice: "No matter what the matter is, if the man knows he is wrong, you should bow your head. Otherwise, getting a divorce will be a problem! Food and clothes cost money!"
Xie Yunshu tilted her head: "Sister, that man spends all his salary on women outside, and I have to bow my head?"
What? A man raising a child outside? The elder sister's face changed, and she could no longer persuade people...
Xie Yunshu took the divorce introduction letter and smiled brighter. She pointed to her bicycle outside, her eyes and eyebrows were full of confidence and joy: "Big sister, did you see it? I sell lunch boxes, I can make a lot of money a day!"
After she finished speaking, she walked briskly through the office door, the sound of her bicycle bell tinkling as she walked away.
Most of the divorced women here look sad and desperate. This is the first time I have seen such a young and energetic girl. The elder sister shook her head in amusement. How much money can she make from selling lunch boxes? The little girl is really easy to satisfy.
She lowered her head and looked at the record she had just made. She saw that the man's column was written as Lu Zhixing, and his workplace was Haicheng First People's Hospital. She frowned slightly. This name was familiar. Aren't doctors all intellectuals? Why are they still keeping mistresses outside?
How hypocritical!
After leaving the street office, Xie Yunshu rode her bicycle to the vegetable market again. It turned out that she had already bought vegetables for tomorrow, but she had received a large order, so it was definitely not enough. Moreover, the standard for a meal was one yuan, and she couldn't follow the standard of the big pot dishes, otherwise she wouldn't be able to make much money.
After thinking for a while, she went to the market and bought ten pieces of mung bean sprouts, five pieces of tofu skin, ten pieces of green peppers, eight pieces of pork, and finally ten pieces of eggs.
As for rice, you don’t need to buy it, there is plenty at home!
It was already past five when they got back to the tube building. She was so tired that her forehead was covered with sweat. She shouted at the top of her voice: "Mom, come and help me get something!"
Aunt Liu, who was washing vegetables downstairs, poked her head over and was startled by her posture. She quickly stepped forward to help her: "Yun Shu, what are you doing?"
Xie Yunshu first put the big woven bag on his shoulders before parking his bicycle. "Cooking. The project department on the construction site asked me to deliver lunch boxes to them. I just bought some vegetables and came here."
"Project department? Aren't they all big shots? Do they want you to deliver food?"
Aunt Liu opened her eyes wide and looked at the things on the bicycle: "How many people are eating here? Why are you buying so many vegetables and meat? Yunshu, you don't know if you have never done business. You have to make at least half of the profit when selling food, otherwise you will lose money!"
At this time, Li Fenlan also came out of the house. Seeing this, she quickly took the vegetables and meat from Aunt Liu's hand, and was a little worried: "How much will so much cost?"
Didn't you say you were going to discuss some business? Why did you buy so much meat when you came back? I still have pork belly at home!
Xie Yunshu's face was full of smiles. She was very proud: "The project department has 32 people eating, and each person is paid one dollar. I have to do a good job. This is a long-term business!"
The mother and daughter carried their things into the house, leaving Aunt Liu still calculating the accounts.
How many? How many people did Yunshu say were eating?
One dollar per person, calculated at fifty cents, that means ten dollars a day! Okay, even if I don't make fifty cents, the profit of forty cents is twelve dollars a day! No, no, isn't Yunshu still cooking the big pot meal alone?
How much does she earn in a day? Thirteen or fifteen?
Aunt Liu walked towards the bathroom in a daze. She didn't dare to think of anything more and couldn't believe it. How could this be possible...
In fact, Xie Yunshu had calculated the bill on the way. She spent a total of 13.40 yuan, plus the seasonings for rice and cooking, making a meal for 32 people, the total cost was about 17 yuan.
There was no fifty cents profit, but she was already very content with a steady fifteen dollars a day.
However, cooking has become a big problem now. There is only a small balcony and two pots at home. It is not easy to cook for nearly a hundred people, but getting water is a hassle.
Li Fenlan thought of a solution: "Let's clean up our main room, buy two more pots and two stoves, and we'll definitely be able to make it work."
There are two rooms, one is used for cooking, and the three of us are squeezed into one room, which means we can't sleep well or live well. Isn't the purpose of making money to live a good life? If making money makes you suffer more, then why bother?
Xie Yunshu pursed her lips: "Mom, why don't we move!"
move place?
Li Fenlan was startled and denied it subconsciously: "That's impossible. Where should we move to? This is a house allocated by the decoration factory. We can live here for the rest of our lives!"
She knew that her mother had a special feeling for this house. Her father was a worker in a decoration factory. He got married here and had them. Even though it was dark and damp and it was difficult to see the sun, her mother was reluctant to leave.
Moreover, she had seen the final outcome of this tube building in her dream. In the late 1990s, Haicheng developed more rapidly and many old houses were demolished. The households whose houses were demolished could get money for the houses, so she was definitely reluctant to give up the house here.
Xie Yunshu hugged Li Fenlan's arm and said coquettishly, "I just said that we can find a house in the alley opposite to cook, but I didn't say that we have to move there! My little bed is here, and I can't bear to leave it!"
Li Fenlan pinched her daughter's cheeks and said, "You've only been doing business for a few days, hiring people and renting houses. Are you making money or losing money?"
Xie Yunshu then remembered about cooking, and quickly opened the door and ran upstairs: "Oh, if you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten to look for Aunt Zhao! I won't be able to handle it myself in the future, so I need to discuss with her whether I can work full-time."
All day? Wouldn't that mean the salary should be increased by one dollar?
Li Fenlan stood up quickly: "Oh, I can work too! Yunshu, how can you sell lunch boxes and hire long-term workers!"
Xie Yunshu pressed her shoulders and asked her to sit down: "Mom, don't worry about it. I'll buy you new clothes after this!"
This girl, who is the mother and who is the child? And you are trying to coax her with new clothes?
Li Fenlan sat down with a sigh, but with a smile on her face. It was great that her daughter was not defeated by the failed marriage...
There were guests at Aunt Zhao's house upstairs. As soon as Xie Yunshu walked up to the second floor, he heard a woman's weird voice coming from Aunt Zhao's house: "Sister-in-law, I'm doing this for your own good. You've got three girls who are losing money, and they all have to go to school. Isn't this going to tire your brother-in-law to death? Xiaoyun is already eighteen years old. Wouldn't it be great if she could get married early to help the family? It's not easy to support her in college. She'll spend more than ten dollars a month just on food!"
Aunt Zhao said bluntly: "I am happy to support my daughter's schooling. What does it have to do with you? Get out of here now. If you don't leave, I will chase you away with a broom!"
"Hey, don't do it! That man is the team leader of the steel factory, he's just a little older, Xiaoyun will marry him to enjoy a good life!"
"Liu Xiulian, if you say another word, I'll beat you to death!"
A woman in her thirties wearing a floral cotton jacket came out of Aunt Zhao's room and spat in disdain, "You have five mouths to feed in your family, and you're relying on Zhao Lao Er to earn money and support his college education! I think you'll starve to death sooner or later!"
When she passed by Xie Yunshu, she rolled her eyes and said, "What are you looking at, you poor bastards!"