“But isn’t setting up a factory very difficult? Wanqing… I’m afraid it’s too much pressure for you. It would be great if we could find someone to help you.”
"Don't be too pessimistic. We've gotten to where we are today even without anyone's help."
Jiang Wanqing remained as optimistic as ever, seemingly unfazed by any difficulty. Molly, infected by her spirit, nodded in agreement.
"Then I'll go and call Chen Huan and the others in."
"Um."
"No need to call us, we'll come in ourselves."
Just then, Yue Shuzhen pushed the door open and came in, and Shen Huan couldn't stop her.
She casually sat down on the stool, her eyes sweeping over Jiang Wanqing and Molly.
"Are you done talking?"
"I guess so, I'll be going now."
Molly felt a little embarrassed for suddenly disturbing them, so she didn't stay any longer, said goodbye, and left.
As soon as the door closed, Yue Shuzhen started babbling on and on.
"Let me make this clear first, I didn't eavesdrop on your conversation on purpose. I just think you're being unrealistic. Setting up a factory is something we can do, but it's a long-term process. We have nothing right now. Where are we going to get it? What about the qualifications? Can you guarantee that we won't run into trouble after we get it up and running? You're making promises to her so casually, but don't forget that we also have to bear the pressure."
"Shuzhen, stop talking."
Shen Huan nudged her shoulder to calm her down. Although what she said was not wrong, it was too blunt and could hurt people. The girls had known each other for a long time and there was no need for this.
"I'm not making things up, so why can't I say it? These days, there are quotas for factory site selection; it's not like you can just pick any piece of land you want. I just feel..."
“She’s right. It’s difficult, but we still have to move forward. If you feel pressured, you can ignore it.”
“Who said we should just ignore it? I just feel that the strength of just a few of us isn’t enough. We need someone to guide us. Don’t you know a big businessman?”
Yue Shuzhen noticed that Jiang Wanqing seemed a little angry, but she couldn't help but say a couple more words. Of course, she deliberately lowered her voice for the last sentence, not daring to speak loudly.
As expected, she received a glare, and Jiang Wanqing sighed helplessly.
"There are many things you don't know, so don't talk nonsense. I'll figure something out. It's time for me to go."
Outside the door, Molly hadn't gone far. After listening to their conversation, she realized that Jiang Wanqing was about to come out, so she quickly left the dormitory...
For some time afterward, no one knew Hong Xing's whereabouts. Cheng Ran even asked people to check various markets and places where street vending was permitted in the Beijing area, but there was still no news of him.
One day, Cheng Ran suddenly received a letter from Hong Xing. After reading it, he took it home that same day and showed it to Jiang Wanqing.
[Brother Cheng, I'm sorry to have worried you all these past few days. I didn't disappear; I just rested for a few days. I didn't want Molly to find me again and cause her any trouble. I'm fine. I'm temporarily not selling the mountain produce. I found a very good full-time job with a decent salary. Everything is going in a good direction. I'll let you know when I've made a name for myself. Don't worry about me.]
The letter contained few words, but conveyed a lot of information. After reading the letter, Jiang Wanqing wanted to see the mailing address, but Cheng Ran reminded her.
"I don't know how he delivered the letter. It probably wasn't through a postman. There's no address on it, but judging from the handwriting, it's definitely his."
"At least he's alright." Jiang Wanqing could only try to think positively, but then she added, "But what kind of job did he find? I hope it's really like what he said in his letter..."
Cheng Ran took the letter from her hand and carefully put it away.
“He’s only familiar with us in the Beijing area, so no one should be after him. Hopefully, the job is worthy of his hard work.”
"Should we tell Molly the contents of this letter? She's been very worried about Hung Hing lately, and she's been quite listless."
"Tell her, at least put her mind at ease."
"Yes, that's what I think too."
After discussing Hung Hing, Cheng Ran and Jiang Wanqing sat down together and began to talk about her factory.
When he first heard that she wanted to start a factory, he was genuinely shocked, to say the least. After all, this was no small matter; if it had been a year or two earlier, she might have been labeled with accusations...
"How's the factory setup going? Have you decided where to locate it?"
"Well, it must be a preliminary decision, but we still need to negotiate with the relevant departments."
From the moment she decided to start the factory, Jiang Wanqing worked hard. Although Yue Shuzhen didn't say it, she silently used all the connections she could to find a good location. Although her family's connections might not be very strong, she could still try her best.
Is there anything I can help you with?
"Not yet, but I'll let you know when I do. More people mean more help, I know that much."
She used two fingers to curve the corners of his mouth, knowing he always worried about her, and couldn't help teasing him.
"Don't look so glum, I don't like it if you look ugly... Ah!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Ran's strong arms pulled her onto his lap, making her look up at him slightly.
"It's too late to say you don't like it now."
"Hahaha... Stop tickling me!" Jiang Wanqing pressed down on his mischievous hand.
His hand stopped on her waist, their eyes met, Cheng Ran's sexy Adam's apple bobbed twice, and he tentatively leaned close to her lips, taking a fascinated sniff.
"Your moisturizing cream smells so good. It's sure to be a great success once you set up a factory. Don't abandon your old man when that happens."
"Pfft..." Jiang Wanqing hugged his neck and laughed, "Although your worries are not unreasonable, I didn't apply any moisturizer today. You've tried to flatter me but ended up hurting my feelings. You're not trying hard enough."
"Really? That's your natural scent. Let me confirm..."
"Hmm..."
Jiang Wanqing was kissed by him, and gradually she took the initiative, shifting her position on his lap and letting out a soft moan.
"Feeling unwell?"
"Okay, turn off the lights."
"good."
The next day was Saturday, and Jiang Wanqing couldn't control herself from fooling around with him, so much so that she had difficulty getting out of bed the next day, and was both ashamed and angry as she pounded the bed.
"Bullish bull!"
...
The crowing of roosters and barking of dogs woke Molly later than she had woken up; she hadn't slept all night and her eyes were bloodshot.
The words I heard that day kept echoing in my mind: "If only someone could help me set up the factory," and what Yue Shuzhen mentioned... Zheng Yuan.
"Lily, get up and have breakfast!" Mother Mo called out, knocking on the door.
She closed her eyes, rolled over and got out of bed: "Mom, I'm not going shopping with you today, I have something to do in the suburbs."
She opened the door, and when her mother saw that she looked tired and sleepy, she quickly reached out and touched her forehead.
"Are you alright? What were you doing in the suburbs? It's the middle of nowhere there..."
"I'm going to find someone. I'll be back this afternoon. You don't need to wait for me for lunch."
As she spoke, she tidied herself up and casually sat down at the table to eat some breakfast.
"Alright, be careful. Your dad and I will just grab something to eat. We've run out of mountain produce, and that young man hasn't come to the market yet. Oh dear, it's not easy to get a bite of this." Mother Mo sighed unintentionally.
Molly ate her breakfast quickly, tidied herself up hastily, and went out.
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