Jiang Shiyue slept until noon before slowly getting up and going out.

Director Chen got an ox cart from somewhere, and on it were a thousand sets of jeans neatly stacked.

At this moment, he was using a large canvas to cover the car.

The losers lined up neatly beside the ox cart, as if they were sending off soldiers to war.

Jiang Shiyue: “…”

Jiang Shiyue handed Yangyang to Liu Yuanyuan, "Please help me take care of him for the whole morning. You don't have to do anything, just stay with him in the guesthouse room."

Liu Yuanyuan nodded.

Jiang Shiyue squatted down and looked at Yangyang at eye level, "Yangyang, I have to go sell clothes. Can you wait for me here? Don't worry, I will be back soon. You also know Sister Yuanzi, so you can't run out to look for me again, can you do that?"

Yangyang looked straight at Jiang Shiyue, and nodded slowly after a long time.

Jiang Shiyue touched Yangyang's head with a smile, "I'll bring you a big chicken drumstick when I come back."

Yangyang glanced at Jiang Shiyue.

Jiang Shiyue felt inexplicably guilty, touched his nose and stood up.

She seemed to have promised Yangyang several big chicken legs.

**

Jiang Shiyue and Director Chen arrived at the entrance of the black market but were unable to enter as usual.

After Jiang Shiyue reported his name, he was led into the alley by a beggar-like man at the door. He knocked on the door three times.

Soon the door opened from the inside and Jiang Shiyue saw Gangzi.

Gangzi was also startled when he saw Jiang Shiyue, "Why is it you?"

Jiang Shiyue said with a forced smile: "Guess."

Gangzi: “…”

He asked Director Chen to drive the ox cart into the yard.

Lead them to the main room.

Jiang Shiyue looked at the yard which looked even smaller than the black market, and thought: They say a cunning rabbit has three burrows. How many evil deeds must Fourth Master Qiao have done to have only two yards in such a palm-sized place?

I guess Mr. Qiao Si doesn't come here often, so the furniture in the main room is very old and old-fashioned.

In the middle of the room stood a black square table with high legs, and a carved armchair on each side of the table.

There is no one in the room.

Gangzi pointed to the teapot on the table and said, "Help yourselves, I'll go call the Fourth Master."

Director Chen was a good, honest man, and good people often didn't fit in places like this. He asked anxiously, "Why did you bring us here? Isn't the yard out front where the business is taking place?"

Gangzi rolled his eyes and asked, "Is it appropriate for you to carry such a large cart of clothes into the front yard?"

Director Chen touched the back of his head and said "yes" three times in a row, "I didn't think enough."

Jiang Shiyue sat at the table familiarly and poured two cups of tea, pushing one to Director Chen.

Director Chen shook his head, worried. "Do you think Mr. Qiao Si can buy our clothes?"

"Yes." Jiang Shiyue said firmly.

It was a long while before Mr. Qiao Si pushed the door open and came in.

Liuzi followed behind him.

"Sorry, I was busy and kept you waiting for a long time." Mr. Qiao said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's my duty." Jiang Shiyue politely showed her eight teeth. Even though Mr. Qiao said he was sorry, there was no embarrassment on his face.

Mr. Qiao Si asked knowingly, "What do you want to see me about?"

Jiang Shiyue went straight to the point: "I'm here to find Mr. Qiao Si to fulfill my promise." She winked at Director Chen.

Director Chen hurriedly handed the modified jeans in his arms to Mr. Qiao Si.

Mr. Qiao Si took it and glanced at it, paused for a moment, then narrowed his eyes to look at it carefully.

It took a while to put both sets of jeans on the table.

He sat opposite Jiang Shiyue, leaning back slightly, his hands folded, and said in a commanding tone, "Name a price!"

Director Chen was about to speak when Jiang Shiyue stopped him by pulling his clothes under the table.

Jiang Shiyue pointed at the regular jeans and said, "This one is thirty-six." Then he pointed at the embroidered jeans and said, "This one is forty. There are only ten of them."

Director Chen glanced at Jiang Shiyue and refrained from speaking.

Before coming, it was clearly said that it was the normal eighteen and the embroidered fifteen.

Fourth Master Qiao nodded. "I can accept it, but you can't always treat me as a sucker at this price, right?"

"Will anyone believe you? Who would dare to take advantage of you, Mr. Qiao Si? You'll make double the profit just by reselling this denim. As for this forty-dollar suit, we only have ten of these handmade out of a thousand. This is our attempt to combine embroidery elements with denim."

Fourth Master Qiao sneered, "You're such a good liar. Do you think I can't see that there's something wrong with the embroidery?"

Jiang Shiyue didn't feel guilty and gave Fourth Master Qiao a thumbs up, "Fourth Master Qiao couldn't hide this from you, you're really amazing!"

Director Chen: “…”

Fourth Master Qiao: “…”

"Well, do me a favor. I'll give you twenty for the thirty-six jeans, and I'll cut the price of the embroidered jeans in half, okay?"

Fourth Master Qiao leaned back in his chair and squinted at Jiang Shiyue: "Tell me first, what can I do for you?"

"I want these clothes to be sold in a clear and legal way."

Liuzi couldn't stand it any longer and rolled his eyes at Jiang Shiyue, "You come to the black market to sell clothes and you still think it's legal? Are you dreaming?!"

Fourth Master Qiao spread his hands apart, raised one hand, pressed down with his index finger, signaling Liuzi to shut up, and pointed at Jiang Shiyue, "Let her finish."

"Mr. Qiao Si, you know that these clothes come from a garment factory, but it's clear that the factory can't record them in its financial accounts. Besides, a factory is different from an individual and can't afford to get involved in such troubles. With your ability, it shouldn't be difficult to find a supply and marketing cooperative or a department store to go through. Just consider it a favor for us."

"What if I say I can't find it?"

"Then I suggest you go to Hong Kong to get an identity and open a company in Pengcheng."

Liuzi couldn't stand it any longer and slammed the table. "How dare you say anything, woman? We just bought a few pieces of your clothes, and I had to run all the way to the south to open a company just for you? How can you be so shameless?"

"Sixth son, shut up!" Fourth Master Qiao ordered, his eyes never leaving Jiang Shiyue. "Keep talking."

"Yes, there's no need to open a company just for us. But, Fourth Master Qiao, you're not shortsighted. I believe you've been keeping an eye on the developments in the south. I said what I needed to say the last time I came. When demand reaches a certain level, the rules often change."

When the black market returns to the light of day and becomes a marketplace, you and your brothers should always find a way out. Besides, registering a company might not be beneficial for you right now, but it won't hurt you either, right? Perhaps when the time comes, you, Fourth Master Qiao, will even have another title: President Qiao.

Fourth Master Qiao smiled, "I just like listening to you talk, girl." He turned and looked at Liuzi, "You're even more deceitful than you loan sharks."

Jiang Shiyue: “…”

Liuzi: “…”

"I'm not kidding." Jiang Shiyue defended herself. In order to convince Mr. Qiao Si, she also mentioned a little about the upcoming reform and opening up. Of course, she didn't say it so clearly, but just analyzed the economic situation.

"You're not very old, but you're a good businessman with a good eye. I can buy the clothes as you wish, but you have to follow me. How about that?"