Chapter 30 The Gloomy Little Darling of the 1970s

At the dock, Shen Ci, Factory Director Fu, and Shen Huai were all watching, but Factory Director Fu was in the open while they were in the shadows.

"There's no need to worry about transportation; we have our own channels. As long as we proceed steadily and expand our sales channels, there shouldn't be any major problems."

In a few days, we'll go to Shanghai.

Shen Ci said that her family's goods were being moved onto the ship in batches. This time, the new style of clothing used her design, but Shen Huai was still more attentive to the factory's affairs. He was very serious and hardworking.

"good."

Shen Huai said that after changing his name, he felt that the distance between him and Shen Ci had decreased, as if they were originally a family. Shen Huai, who did not like to talk, took the initiative to announce something to the class for the first time: he had changed his surname.

From now on, please call him Shen Huai, not Zhou Huai.

A few people from rival companies came over to take a look at the cargo ship. These cargo ships all have their own markings, so you don't need to ask around to find out which company it belongs to.

"Boss, this is a ship from Haitong Shipping!"

The two bosses who rushed over upon hearing the news frowned. Haitong? How could it be Haitong?

"Judging from the markings on the ship, it is indeed Haitong Shipping."

But why would Haitong Shipping accept such a small order? Did the Shen family offer more money?

The other person nodded in agreement when he said that.

"That must be it, they must have added money! Otherwise, how could the two companies, which have never cooperated before, have connected? Haitong mainly focuses on the international route, so we really can't get involved."

That's outrageous! They actually added money! Are they afraid of not losing money?!

Their profit from this shipment probably exceeded the shipping costs!

They could not agree with this kind of fighting style that resulted in 1,000 enemy casualties but 800 casualties on their own, and could only attribute it to the fact that the Shen family was too wealthy and powerful.

"Haitong never cooperates with strangers. This Shen family member has suddenly appeared in Huaicheng. Could they have some powerful backing?"

The garment factory, which they thought was theirs for the taking, was suddenly snatched away. They tried to sabotage it, but failed. The two men were so angry they wanted to jump up and down.

"No, my men have already found out."

This Shen Ci is not some mysterious person at all. She was originally an ignorant village woman who had somehow gotten lucky and achieved such success.

Her ex-husband was just a country bumpkin with no connections whatsoever.

"No background whatsoever?!"

You call someone who can freely mobilize Haitong Shipping someone with no connections? Our reach doesn't extend that far. Do you even think you can find out anything?

Who would dare cooperate with you next time? All that money spent on bribes is ultimately useless!

The two were whispering about others when Shen Ci noticed them.

"What kind of people do they look like?"

Shen Huai watched for a while as well. Even when he came out, he always carried his textbooks with him and would take them out to look at them in his spare time, or do his homework.

"Doesn't seem like a good person."

"They must be rivals to be paying such close attention to our factory. I overheard the deputy factory manager mentioning someone with a black mole on their chin during a work report; that person also has one."

Shen Huai paused for a moment, because some people's physical characteristics were just too obvious. "Director Fu is very meticulous. He even described how many hairs grew on that person's mole."

Such meticulousness is truly rare.

On the other side, the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Song Mingli, dressed in a suit and tie, sat in his office, facing the renowned manager of Haitong Shipping's Shanghai branch.

"Mr. Song, the task assigned by the boss has been completed, and the company's ship has left Huaicheng. Do you have any further instructions?"

The manager's attitude was extremely respectful.

Haitong underwent a major reshuffle, with a mysterious figure swiftly acquiring 30% of the shares and becoming the largest shareholder, practically wielding absolute power. This mysterious shareholder has yet to make a public appearance, leaving those in the know both curious and worried.

The move was extraordinary, yet it came without any clues, as if it had fallen from the sky. The board of directors and senior executives investigated day and night but could not find any problems.

At this point, the mysterious shareholder suddenly gave instructions, and the Shanghai Stock Exchange finally got a lead on her.

No. 101, Honolulu Road, is a house with a history. Decades ago, a president lived here. No new people have moved in all these years. It turns out it has been owned for a long time.

The Mr. Song in front of them immediately identified himself as the assistant to the mysterious shareholder and produced proof, which made them realize that the house belonged to that person.

The dragon appears only briefly, never quite reaching its full form. Even though he was fortunate enough to enter this place, he was unable to meet the real person.

The plaque above the door of the house reads "Shen Mansion" in large characters.

"Thank you for your hard work. There are no other instructions for now. I'll send a car to take you back."

Passing by perfectly trimmed French holly bushes, and seeing the little angels in the fountain holding terracotta pots and spraying water, the manager became even more cautious. If even the boss's butler was so imposing and shrewd, what kind of person must the boss be!

"Boss, the task you assigned is being processed and is expected to be completed in at least six months."

What, three months?

Okay, I'll pass the message on.

Song Mingli called Shen Ci to report on the work progress. Shen Ci, adhering to the principle of not wasting talent, assigned him some work. However, Song Mingli did not understand why the boss was willing to pay more money to meet the deadline, without caring about losses at all.

However, he only needs to follow orders.

Once the goods could be delivered, Shen Ci began her work in Huaicheng. Huaicheng was her son's hometown, ancestral home, and birthplace, so she naturally had a special connection to it.

She hoped that this place could serve as Shen Huai's fallback plan, so that even if Shen Huai accidentally lost everything, he could return here and start over. This was their starting point.

"Son, is everything ready?"

Shen Huai nodded, looking at the familiar road. This was the road he had walked countless times on his way to school. On this road, the blisters on his feet grew and burst, burst and grew again.

"Mom, you don't need to go to this lengths for me."

He cherishes the days with his mother, so he is even more afraid of losing her. He is a thoughtful person who is also sensitive and delicate.

Despite her young age, she has a lot to worry about, and there's almost a mark on her forehead.

Shen Ci smiled and said, "There must have been people in the village who treated you well. I know you're a good child. I remember those who were good to you, and I also remember those who weren't."

Since the factory needs to hire workers anyway, why not choose from people you know well, Xiao Huai? No matter where you live in the future, Mom thinks the people of Zhoujia Village will be grateful to you.

"Your grandparents' family is still in Zhoujia Village. If we do this, it won't be so easy for them to cause trouble."

Yes, the garment factory laid off many long-time employees and needed to recruit new workers. Shen Ci suggested recruiting some from Zhoujia Village. However, factories in the city never consider rural household registration when recruiting, so this move was tantamount to breaking some kind of boundary.