With her eyes open, she was faced with a mud-brick house and a strong, rough man. Xia Lan was bewildered.
She discovered she had actually returned to the 1970s, becoming an orphan who had jus...
"It's not your fault, why are you apologizing?"
Xia Lan said earnestly.
“They fired me because they’ve been looking for something to do with me for a long time, and Du Juan’s actions just gave them the weapon to attack me. It has nothing to do with you.”
“Even without your involvement, they would have found another way to bring me down.”
Xia Lan didn't think they were reasonable people.
They were just taking advantage of Du Juan.
Aren't you going to work these next few days?
Xia Lan glanced at Du Wenqing curiously. He used to go to work every day, but he's been home for two days in a row. That doesn't seem right.
"I've handed everything over to Xiao Wu."
Du Wenqing glanced at Xia Lan.
"If you don't go back to work, I won't either."
Du Wenqing pursed her lips.
Xia Lan looked at Du Wenqing with amusement and then burst out laughing.
"Grandpa, stop joking. I'm not going back because I don't plan to."
"It's not because I'm putting on airs."
Xia Lan looked at Du Wenqing and smiled.
"ah?"
Du Wenqing was taken aback, not expecting such an answer.
"No, why didn't you go back?"
Du Wenqing didn't understand why Xia Lan had a job but didn't go back home, especially since she was the store manager.
"I want to start my own small business."
Xia Lan wasn't afraid to tell Du Wenqing that she had already discussed it with Qin Yu and was preparing to open her own supermarket.
She could have easily made everything she had prepared herself.
Now that the reform is in full swing and businesses are encouraged to develop, Xia Lan felt that rather than being restricted in everything, she might as well start her own business.