Compared to her own designs.
She didn't think she could afford high-end clothes.
That's not something one person can solve.
"So what? Poor me, I carried my daughter for ten months..."
"Alright, alright, I'll get you one later."
"Oh dear, getting one is such a stretch."
So annoying...
Wang Xirou's lips twitched slightly, then she gave a smile that met societal expectations: "Mom, I'll find the right fabric and design one for you, I guarantee you'll look beautiful."
"Hmph, that's more like it~" Qin Jingru swayed away.
Wang Xirou: ……
Cheng Xin rode her motorcycle home.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw the whole family sitting upright at the dining table.
This can be considered the Cheng family's tradition.
We only started eating once everyone was present.
"Oh, isn't this Miss Cheng? What's up? Which young master have you been out with today?" Madam Cheng's words were sarcastic from the start.
The Cheng family was a large clan. The eldest patriarch was Cheng Xin's grandfather, who had eight sons and two daughters. He now lived with his family. They were well-off, with no shortage of food or drink; before the liberation, their circumstances were considered quite good. After liberation, they were fortunate enough not to be liquidated, thus preserving some of their property.
Later on, their family members proved themselves capable and made achievements in various fields.
They were united as one.
In Cheng Xin's generation, she has two older brothers. Both of them are good people and got jobs and married a few years ago. The only one left is Cheng Xin, who has been abroad.
To be honest, as an international student, even without connections, Cheng Xin could easily land a decent job back in China. But since returning, she's been staying home, designing and designing. This is driving her mother crazy. For the older generation, all they want in life is for their children to have smooth careers, get married, and have children.
These days, marriage is a very high priority, followed by work.
Well, after Cheng Xin came back, she neither went to work nor got married. As time went by, she naturally became more and more displeasing to people.
"Alright, alright." Mr. Cheng said helplessly, "Xin Xin has her own things to do, so don't worry about her. She's already come back from abroad on her own, so why are you still worried about these things?"
Mr. Cheng was well aware that those who had studied abroad and those who hadn't had different ways of thinking.
“Exactly.” Cheng Xin went to the kitchen, washed her hands, and then poured a spoonful of oil on her hands.
The two sisters-in-law looked at Cheng Xin speechlessly. This sister-in-law didn't know when to stop, and was still provoking the old lady.
"What do you mean, 'it's true'!" Sure enough, the old lady exploded.
"I found a job."
The old lady's outburst came to an abrupt halt.
The crowd; ...
Cheng's mother: "What kind of job?"
“My good friend is planning to open a clothing factory, and I’m going to be the chief designer.” Cheng Xin puffed out her chest.
Mr. Cheng frowned: "Which good friend is he? Is he reliable?"
"Wang Xirou, who else could it be?"
“Wang Xirou…” Mr. Cheng pondered for a moment, then realized, “Wang Shouren?”
"What do you mean Wang Shouren?" Cheng's mother asked, puzzled.
"Mom, the richest man in the world," Cheng's eldest son reminded her from the side.
Cheng's mother suddenly realized: "When did you go off with that girl?!"
"I was with her when I was in France," Cheng Xin said calmly.
"You brat, why didn't you say so sooner?"
Cheng's mother had actually wanted to join Qin Jingru's group of girlfriends for a long time. Everyone knew about the "wives' circle" in Beijing, a group of influential figures who frequently organized events and went out to have fun. And one of the core figures in this circle was Qin Jingru. This circle wasn't one that just anyone could join.
Although the Cheng family has a large number of members, they don't really have any core members.
Joining this circle can bring considerable benefits.
"Alright, alright, the child knows what he's doing, so let him do what he wants." Mr. Cheng waved his hand. "Let's eat."
Mrs. Cheng wanted to say something more, but was glared at by Mr. Cheng and started eating without continuing.
Everyone on stage knew what Cheng's father meant by those words. Cheng Xin, on the other hand, just chuckled foolishly. She genuinely didn't understand; she simply thought that working with Wang Xirou on a business venture wouldn't be so troublesome.
After finishing her meal, Cheng Xin happily went back to her room to draw. Tomorrow, she still had a lot of things to deal with, so she could take the opportunity to do some design work on the clothes.
Mr. and Mrs. Cheng were talking on the side.
"Why are you stopping me? If I can get into that circle later, it will be good for you too." Cheng's mother looked at Cheng's father with annoyance: "You are in your prime now. In a few years, if you can't get promoted, you'll stop."
Mr. Cheng took a drag of his cigarette and glanced at Mrs. Cheng: "You're too ambitious; you won't fit in. Don't go looking for trouble. They're different from us; they're a group of pure people. The matriarch of the Wang family has everything. What will you do after you go in? Flatter her? Give her gifts? She's lived for so many years; she's seen all kinds of people."
"Besides, whether I can get into this position or not depends on more than just a few words. It depends on the situation. If the situation allows me to get in, then I will. If not, then I will step down. It's not a big deal. Besides, the top two leaders are doing pretty well right now. If I work hard and make a name for myself while I'm still here, no one can make things difficult for them."
"You! Hey! You used to be so eager to climb the ladder, but now look at you, you've completely changed!"
“People change all the time. Your daughter has her own blessings, so don’t burden her with them. Our family is well-off enough. Whether she can go to college or not doesn’t matter. Being too ambitious is not a good thing,” Mr. Cheng said earnestly.
"Alright, alright, you're the head of the household, whatever you say goes. Our Cheng family is really lucky," Cheng's mother couldn't help but sigh.
The Wang family's little princess—anyone in Beijing knows what that means.
"Hey, wasn't it the Wang family who spearheaded the matter at the Ministry of Textile Industry?"
"Yes, they were the ones who started it." Mr. Cheng nodded.
"Tsk, no wonder. That's why she's the richest man. She's got guts. I heard that Qin Jingru went straight to Mayor Dongfang's office and asked for a piece of land. Is that true?"
Why are you so gossipy?
"Hey, tell me about it."
"real……"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
