A weakness?
Shen Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly looked at Jiang Shen: "Then do you think... I am Cheng Zhiwen's weakness?"
Jiang Shen said, "Mr. Cheng cares about you a lot."
"care?"
Shen Qing's lips curled into a mocking smile as she looked back at the sea.
If he truly cared about her, how could he leave her alone in the hotel every day while he went to Miss Zhu's place to enjoy himself?
He doesn't care.
His desire to win and possess her stemmed from her rejection.
The passenger ship arrived safely in Guangzhou.
Shen Qing successfully met Boss Bai and gave him a down vest.
Mr. Bai was very optimistic about the new products she brought and immediately placed an order for 100,000 pieces, to be delivered next autumn.
After spending a few days browsing the garment and fabric markets in Guangzhou, Shen Qing immediately rushed off to Fujian.
A Fujian merchant also placed an order for 50,000 items.
Although the amounts were small and the deposits were only a few tens of thousands of taels, this support gave Shen Qing great confidence and encouragement.
Now, she's resigned to her worry about whether the composition of her down vest might be leaked.
She would gladly admit defeat if European clothing manufacturers could produce equally excellent garments.
She also believes that as long as she has a brain, she will be able to make more and better fabrics and clothes.
Right now, the down vests can be sold to Walker and delivered to countless poor people, becoming their means of survival and warmth. Shen Qing feels that his trip to Europe was not in vain.
Moreover, she received a deposit of 200,000 taels of silver from Walker, which was enough to pay off her debts and save her life.
As long as you're alive, there's still a chance!
Shen Qing returned to Shanghai; it was already autumn.
The ground was covered with withered leaves blown down by the bleak autumn wind.
Old Xu picked her up at the dock. As soon as he saw her, he smiled and reported that everything was fine at the Gao family and the factory, and that Su Lan had grown taller.
Shen Qing already missed Jiangzhou, and upon hearing this, he became even more eager to return.
But with less than a month to go before the machines arrive in Shanghai from Germany, she had to find a place in Shanghai to house ten machines before they arrived.
Shen Qing sat down by the car door and lifted the curtain: "Old Xu, take me to the Li Cha Hotel."
Old Xu, driving the carriage, exclaimed, "Hey, Mr. Shen, the Licha Hotel isn't safe. Mr. Cheng has already arranged accommodations for you."
The Astor House Hotel is where Cheng Zhiwen shot and killed the Japanese last time. Shen Qing thought about it and realized it made sense.
The carriage stopped outside a courtyard gate on Suzhou Road.
Old Xu got out of the car, ran to the black iron gate, and knocked on it. The gate immediately opened from the inside.
He returned to the carriage and drove it into the courtyard.
The carriage stopped.
Shen Qing parted the curtain and looked outside.
Nestled within the shade of trees is a two-story English-style building.
The roof is bluish-gray, the brick walls are orange-red, and there are arched doorways.
The courtyard is surrounded by three or four-meter-high green trees, and if you only stand at the gate, you would have no idea that there is a house inside.
Shen Qing got out of the car and stood in the courtyard.
Old Xu took his luggage from the car and jogged over.
Shen Qing asked, "Whose room is this?"
"This is Mr. Cheng's residence in Shanghai."
Shen Qing was surprised: "Doesn't he always stay at the Astor House Hotel in Shanghai?"
Old Xu choked and didn't say a word.
"How long has he owned this house?"
"He bought it after he returned from studying abroad."
Shen Qing then learned that Cheng Zhiwen had always had a place to stay in Shanghai, but she didn't want Cheng Zhiwen to know before, so she always stayed in hotels.
She cursed him inwardly as "cunning" and strode forward.
After climbing four gray stone steps and entering the gate, a housekeeper-like woman came forward and bowed respectfully to her: "Ms. Shen, welcome home."
Old Xu introduced from the side: "Zhang Ma is the housekeeper of the house."
Shen Qing nodded to Zhang Ma: "Hello."
Aunt Zhang took the suitcase from Old Xu: "Boss Shen, let me take you upstairs to rest."
Shen Qing followed her upstairs.
The solid wood staircase was covered with a thick carpet, and a long crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling.
Shen Qing looked at it in surprise and felt that the house was incredibly luxurious for its time.
Aunt Zhang led her into a bedroom on the second floor that was at least thirty square meters in size.
Two suitcases were placed on the bench at the foot of the bed. He said respectfully, "Mr. Shen, this is your room. Please rest here and feel free to call me if you need anything."
"Okay, thank you, Aunt Zhang."
After Zhang Ma left, Shen Qing quickly locked the door.
He turned around and looked at the stylish house, then wandered around.
This isn't a bedroom, it's a suite.
It not only has a study and a bathroom, but also a walk-in closet.
The design concept is quite advanced.
For a moment, she felt that Cheng Zhiwen might be from the future.
But when I think about what he did behind my back, I realize how ridiculous my idea is.
If he also came from the future, he would naturally know that the great powers would eventually be driven out, so why would he become their lackey?
When Shen finished showering and came out, it was already completely dark.
She went to open the window and was surprised to find a huge terrace on the second floor.
The terrace offers a view of the Huangpu River.
She happily put on her cloak, opened the door, and went outside to find the door leading to the terrace.
She stood on the terrace, gazing up at the boundless sky.
In the courtyard, Old Xu was tidying up the carriage, while Jiang Shen and two attendants were patrolling.
Seeing familiar faces, Shen Qing felt a surge of security. She braced herself on the edge of the terrace and shouted down, "Jiang Shen! Jiang Shen!"
Jiang Shen rushed over and looked up at her: "Boss Shen, is there something you need me to do?"
Shen Qing smiled: "I wanted you to rest! I haven't seen you rest all day, aren't you tired?"
She was in a good mood, and her voice was clearer and more lively than usual.
Jiang Shen chuckled, "I'm not tired."
"Come up here, I have something to tell you."
Jiang Shen immediately went inside.
They ran into Zhang Ma, who looked unwell.
Shen Qing turned and went back to her room.
Seeing Jiang Shen enter, he asked, "I'm going back to Jiangzhou in a few days. Are you coming back with me?"
Jiang Zhou nodded: "Yes, He Fei and I will be responsible for protecting you then."
Shen Qing considered for a few seconds and said, "Thank you for your hard work. I didn't know before, but now that I do, you all have to move into the Gao family home with me. When I go out, you will go out with me; when I'm at the Gao family home, you should rest well."
"I'm afraid that won't work; Mr. Cheng won't agree to such a thing."
Cheng Zhiwen herself didn't even have a chance to move into the Gao family home with her, and now she sees them moving in...
Jiang Shen raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
When Cheng Zhiwen disagreed, Shen Qing became a little irritated, put her hands on her hips, and paced back and forth in the room.
"Who cares if he's unhappy! You're responsible for protecting me, so whatever I say goes! If he's still unhappy, you can quit your jobs, and I'll pay you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Shen lowered his head and looked towards the door with a look of fear on his face.
Shen Qing turned around and looked.
Cheng Zhiwen, dressed in a black trench coat, stood at the door, carrying a suitcase in one hand.
Jiang Shen immediately stepped forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Cheng, you're back."
Cheng Zhiwen nodded her chin towards the outside: "Get out!"
"yes!"
Jiang Shen ran away in a flash, closing the door behind him.
Shen Qing: "..."
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