Shen Qing took out the remaining gold coins from his purse, placed them in his palm, and spread them out for the girls to see.
"I'll be opening a factory in Shanghai later. You can work there, and I'll give you one gold coin every three months. How about that?"
The girls stopped crying and looked over curiously.
Someone asked, "Can I see if this gold coin is real?"
Shen Qing nodded: "Sure, feel free to look around."
Girls came forward to examine the gold coins closely, and some boldly took one and bit it.
"It's real! This is real gold!"
The older girls were all calmed down by Shen Qing, but the remaining dozen or so five- or six-year-old girls, who didn't understand anything, didn't make a fuss about going to England.
As Shen Qing went downstairs, she told He Fei, "The factory will probably take another month to be ready, and I'll have to trouble you to take care of these girls for another month."
He Fei nodded: "That's alright, just don't make me take care of you for the rest of my life."
Jiang Shen laughed: "Taking care of someone for a lifetime? You wish!"
He Fei scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly.
Shen Qing smiled and continued, "A month later, the factory will be completed. Girls aged ten and above will be sent to work there. Those under ten will be sent to Jiangzhou."
He Fei asked, puzzled, "Why send it to Jiangzhou? Do you want to raise it?"
Shen Qing said, "I have a school in Jiangzhou. The children can study there together. After they graduate, they can choose whether they want to get married or work for me. It's up to them!"
He Fei laughed: "Brilliant! Only Boss Shen could arrange these things!"
Jiang Shen frowned: "To do these things, we need enough money."
Shen Qing sighed.
Yes, if she wants to help more girls, she needs to earn more money.
Shen Qing returned to the city at noon, had lunch with Jiang Shen and Lao Xu, and then went to a restaurant near the Bund.
She was moving out of Cheng Zhiwen's house.
To their surprise, all the hotels in the concession were fully booked, and they couldn't find a single room.
She had no choice but to return to Cheng Zhiwen's villa.
After getting off the bus, seeing that it was still early, he asked Lao Xu and Jiang Shen to find a factory for him.
The conditions are that it must be powered on and able to accommodate ten machines.
She should have gone with them, but ever since the conflict with the Japanese at the Astor House Hotel, which led to Cheng Zhiwen shooting and killing a Japanese man, she has developed a kind of phobia about the concession area and is always afraid that something might happen there again.
Therefore, it's best to keep a low profile in everything you do.
Once Lao Xu and Jiang Shen have selected a suitable factory, she can just take a look.
Upon entering the villa, Zhang Ma came out of the kitchen, saw her, and asked coldly, "Mr. Shen, what would you like to eat?"
Shen Qing shook her head: "No need, I've already eaten."
After saying that, he went straight upstairs.
Cheng Zhiwen wasn't in the room. The bed was made neatly and cleanly, probably by Zhang Ma.
Shen Qing felt inexplicably uneasy, but business matters were more important at the moment, and she couldn't be bothered to figure out what Zhang Ma was thinking.
She promised Walker that she would deliver 500,000 worth of vests to the UK before Christmas, so she would have to ship the goods by mid-November at the latest.
Therefore, there are only two and a half months available for production.
The down is fine; it's all been processed and stored at the factory in Jiangzhou. The outer silk is also readily available; the Gao family has it in their warehouse.
All that's missing now is the lining cloth.
Shen Qingquan had calculated precisely how many bolts of cloth and how much amber raw material would be needed to make 500,000 vests.
She planned to have Lao Xu find a factory location and then immediately go to Chun'an to contact for amber raw materials.
If the free raw amber material from the mine isn't enough this time, we'll spend money to buy large pieces of raw amber.
In short, all raw materials must be prepared before the machines arrive in Shanghai.
Shen Qing was so engrossed in making production plans that she didn't even realize it was getting dark. It wasn't until Zhang Ma came up to ask her what she wanted for dinner that she realized it was getting late.
Zhang Ma said that Cheng Zhiwen had a business dinner that night and wouldn't be home for dinner, so she asked Zhang Ma to cook some wontons for her.
After a quick and easy dinner, Shen Qing went upstairs to take a shower and went to bed early.
She was exhausted after a long day of running around and fell asleep quickly.
But he didn't sleep soundly, remaining in a daze. When he heard someone unlock the door and come in, he knew it was Cheng Zhiwen, but he was too weak to get up and tell him to get out.
I continued to drift off to sleep.
Cheng Zhiwen took a shower and got into bed. Unlike last night when he respected boundaries, he immediately pulled her into his arms.
Shen Qing woke up with a start and instinctively raised her leg to kick him, pressing her foot against his abdominal muscles, trying to push his body away and prevent him from making any overly intimate moves towards her.
He was unusually strong tonight, his body meeting her force as he moved closer to her, pulling her into his arms again, burying his face in her neck, and breathing heavily into her.
Shen Qing then noticed the strong smell of alcohol on him and complained, "You stink! Get away from me!"
She felt weak all over, her mind was foggy, and even her voice was soft and weak, sounding more like she was being coquettish than cursing.
Cheng Zhiwen seemed to enjoy it very much, his breathing became heavier, and he leaned in to kiss her, but she turned her face away and dodged to the left and right.
The two of them were making a ruckus in bed.
He managed to exhaust Shen Qing so much that she no longer had the strength to push him away, and let him hold her in his arms.
"Qing'er..." he called her name softly, "Qing'er..."
Shen Qing rolled her eyes at him with her back turned and didn't say a word.
He chuckled softly, "You'll just stay with me like this, okay? In this house, in this room, we'll be together... Once we leave this house, you'll still be the young mistress of the Gao family..."
Shen Qing was shocked and turned to look at him: "I counted, there are at least two women around you, isn't that enough? You want me too?"
He closed his eyes and laughed: "Where did I get two women from?"
As he spoke, he leaned in to kiss her again: "I only have you, I have no other woman..."
Shen Qing turned her face away, not letting him touch her: "Still saying you don't? There's a Miss Liu, and a Miss Zhu!"
"They don't count... I only want you... Qing'er..."
Shen Qing recalled what he had said to Li Chong and the others on the boat.
He claimed that his engagement to Miss Liu was due to the Liu family's backing by a prince and their connections with the Qing court. Although he was a traitor, he didn't believe he would definitely succeed in the future, and if he failed, he could still rely on the Liu family's connections with the Qing court.
As for Miss Zhu, although he didn't mention her to outsiders, Shen Qing understood that Miss Zhu, who had studied abroad with him and was sexy and beautiful, must be a confidante to him.
Although he didn't have as many wives and concubines as other Qing Dynasty men, having one legal wife and one mistress was still a standard configuration for a scumbag.
Moreover, he also told Li Chong that he would never be interested in a widow!
Thinking of this, Shen Qing felt as if she had swallowed a fly and slapped Cheng Zhiwen.
A sharp "snap" shattered the silence of the night.
Cheng Zhiwen sobered up instantly and stared at her in astonishment.
She sat up, glaring at him in the darkness, and said coldly, "You want me, don't you? Do three things, and I'll go with you!"
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