Chapter 115: Taking Advantage of the Situation

When Xiaolian saw Wei and Qin Hu suddenly appear in front of her, she took two steps back vigilantly. When she saw who was coming, her face suddenly turned ugly.

If it weren't for that gossipy woman, Mrs. Wei, who spread the news everywhere, how could the fact that he secretly took Xianglai'er's things out of the shop have been exposed?

How could I have been imprisoned for two years?

Xiaolian's facial features have matured in the past two years. Where they live, most of the people are pale and thin, and she is considered to be outstanding in appearance among them.

Qin Hu is now much older and has a beard on his face. When he saw Xiaolian again, greed emerged in his expression uncontrollably. He stared at her and occasionally glanced at places he shouldn't be looking at.

Wei smiled at her with his uneven teeth baring: "Xiao Lian is back?"

"What are you doing?" Xiaolian had a look of disgust on her face. She didn't want to see this old bitch.

"Oh, are you still angry about that?" Wei shamelessly came forward and stuffed the two eggs he had just picked up into Xiaolian's hands.

Xiaolian did not refuse and looked at Wei waiting for what to say next.

"Why are you so confused, kid? Was it your aunt who harmed you? It was all that little bitch Qin Yuwei's fault!

She made so much money, she became rich, but she didn't know how to help the people in her hometown, and she turned around to hurt us. Do you think her conscience has been eaten by a dog?"

Xiaolian didn't say anything, but her expression showed approval.

That's right, we all come from the same village, why should Qin Yuwei make money while I can only be her assistant?

Besides, Xianglaier sells so much goods every day, what's wrong with taking one or two bottles for yourself?

Knock, knock, search, you are rich but unkind!

"But isn't she your girl?" Xiaolian glanced at Wei.

"Bah! She's just an ungrateful little bastard!" Wei cursed, then changed the subject, "It doesn't matter to me at my age, but you're so young, and you've been hurt so badly by her, I can't bear it!"

"So what do you want?"

Wei lowered her voice and leaned closer, "You've worked in her shop for so long, you should know a lot about it, right?"

…

South of Jiangzhou City.

Aunt Zhang quickly walked up to the second floor of the shop and knocked on the door of Qin Yuwei's private study.

"Come in." Qin Yuwei's voice came.

Aunt Zhang closed the door and said, "Boss, I sent someone to follow Wei's mother and son as you ordered, and found that Wei followed Xiaolian to Zhang's Rouge Shop."

In the past, Zhang's Rouge had always been the most famous rouge shop in Jiangzhou City, until the emergence of Xianglaier, founded by Qin Yuwei, which took away its business. Now its business has plummeted and it is on the verge of bankruptcy.

Zhang Youcai, the boss of Zhangji, hates Xiang Lai'er to the core. In the past few years, he has thought of many ways, both overt and covert, to snatch customers from Xiang Lai'er, but to no avail.

Now Wei and Lian'er went to find him, their intention was self-evident.

"Do you want to stop them now?" asked Aunt Zhang.

"No rush." ​​Qin Yuwei tapped the table with her fingers and pondered, "Even if we stop them this time, they will definitely think of other ways. There is no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days."

"Fourth Aunt, keep a close eye on their every move and tell me if anything happens."

…

Zhang Youcai sat in his deserted shop and looked at Wei and Xiaolian.

"You said...you worked for Shanlaier?"

"Yes, I'm very familiar with that place." Xiaolian said, taking out a small bag of powder from her arms.

"This is a kind of pollen. I heard the master at Xianglaier's place mention it. If you mix it with rouge, it is colorless and odorless. Apply it on your face and your skin will turn red.

Go and make a batch of Xiang Lai'er's rouge and add this to it, and you can ruin Qin Yuwei's reputation!"

Zhang Youcai sneered, thinking she was talking in her sleep, "That's easy to say, but do you have a way to replace the fake rouge?"

Xiaolian had just been released from jail. She had no idea that on the day she was arrested by the government two years ago, Qin Yuwei had asked Zhang Sigu to thoroughly investigate all the loopholes in the store's operation and had already filled those holes.

She smiled confidently: "I know where Xianglai's warehouse is and when the guards change shifts. I will naturally find a way."

Zhang Youcai thought that if Xianglaier didn't go bankrupt, he would be really starving.

This may be a rare opportunity.

Go all out and give it a try!

…

After the plan was agreed upon, Zhang Youcai immediately took action and began to make a new batch of rouge, mixing it with the pollen brought by Xiaolian.

Wei and Xiaolian were also busy. Xiaolian found her old connections and imitated a batch of Xianglai's rouge porcelain boxes.

She had worked at Chanel for a while, so of course she knew that there was an anti-counterfeiting mark on the Chanel bottles.

After more than ten revisions, she finally made a batch of identical porcelain boxes that satisfied her and that were almost impossible for laymen to tell the real from the fake.

Wei followed Xiaolian's instructions and found the warehouse where Xianglaier stored the goods. He would wait there every day and observe the guards' shifts.

Just as Xiaolian said, the two guards were changing shifts at night, so they had half an incense stick of time to sneak in.

…

A few days later, Zhang Youcai's rouge was finally ready, and he called Wei and Xiaolian over.

Wei took the new box of rouge, looked at it from left to right, and muttered, "Will this stuff kill me if I put it on my face?"

Xiaolian: "You won't die. At most you'll just get red and itchy. The most important thing is that it's hard to trace the source of this pollen."

Wei opened the rouge and looked at the bright red inside the porcelain box. She gritted her teeth, made up her mind, dipped her hand in it and smeared it on her face.

Just wait, you little bitch. I’ve let you put my mother and I in jail. This time I’ll do it myself and beat you to death!

"How is it? Is that enough?" Wei asked Xiaolian and Zhang Youcai with her face pouted, which was painted to look like a monkey's butt.

Xiaolian dipped a handkerchief in rouge and carefully applied some rouge to the places that were not covered, then nodded.

"Almost. Just wash it off later."

Zhang Youcai looked at the two people and felt that women were really scary.

When he gets ruthless, he can even attack his own face.

Not long after, Wei felt her face starting to get hot and itchy. Lian'er asked her to wash her face and told her not to scratch it with her hands.

Then the three of them covered their faces and took advantage of the dark and windy night to quietly approach the edge of Xianglai'er's warehouse.

The three of them hid behind a haystack and stuck their heads out to observe.

Zhang Youcai and Wei agreed to keep watch from two directions of the warehouse respectively, and Xiaolian would enter the warehouse.

Xiaolian nodded, holding a dozen boxes of rouge in her arms.

…

In front of the warehouse door, a guard yawned and the person next to him nudged him with his elbow.

"It's almost time to change shifts. Let's go, let's go have some fun!"

The man was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting. He asked in a daze, "Isn't it time yet?"

"You forgot, Fourth Aunt said that we should leave class earlier during this period."

"Oh...but why? The guys who are supposed to take over the shift haven't arrived yet. Aren't you afraid of thieves?"

"Why do you care so much? You won't lose any wages anyway, so why not leave early? Just eat the radish and mind your own business!"

"That makes sense. Haha. Let's go, let's go!"

The guard's back disappeared into the distance, and under the moonlight, a furtive figure crept into the warehouse.