Inside the Lido Ballroom, Ma Huiwen, swaying her wine glass, drunkenly poured out her grievances to Jiang Rou.
She really didn't expect Gao Baoliang to get married so soon.
"I was thinking that once I made a lot of money, I could be rich and powerful enough to approach him! Haha~ Men really are fickle."
Jiang Rou glanced at the sluggish dance hall and chuckled:
"What's the point of getting married? Women still need money to support themselves. Look at Pete, last time he paid off his loan shark debts, he didn't contribute a single penny, and he was even trying to squeeze some money out of me!"
Ma Huiwen frowned: "By the way, I haven't seen him for several days. Where is he?"
"He went to Guangzhou. I wonder who the big shot is there. He goes there every now and then, and he always has to hand over 70 or 80 percent of his earnings. Let's not talk about him anymore, let's dance."
After finishing her drink, Jiang Rou pulled Ma Huiwen up and started dancing freely in the dance hall.
Since the weather turned cold, business has become increasingly slow. Fewer people are coming to dance, and the drinks aren't selling. She still has to pay the dancers' wages, so she's planning to close down for a while.
Just as the two were enjoying themselves, Dapeng came knocking on their door again with his men.
Jiang Rou couldn't help but sigh, "This month has gone by too fast!"
This month, the dance hall can't even earn three thousand yuan, but we have to pay them three thousand yuan in interest. It really hurts.
This time, it's impossible to ask Sister Hong for money again. I can only reluctantly withdraw the money from my savings account and return it to them.
"I'll pay you back 30,000 first, and you can pay the rest later."
She was genuinely afraid that Da Peng would smash the dance hall to pieces, and she would have no choice but to pay up to avoid the disaster.
Da Peng received the 30,000 yuan and chuckled.
"Okay, after deducting the interest of 3,000 yuan, let's say you've paid back the principal of 27,000 yuan. You're still short 23,000 yuan. The interest for the next payment will be much less, only 1,380 yuan."
Jiang Rou was about to vomit blood.
When will this debt ever end?!
She worked hard every day, welcoming and seeing off customers, but all the money she earned went to loan sharks.
It's all because of Jiang Ning; she hates her to the core.
“I heard that Jiang Ning runs a trading company. She makes money by taking orders and comes into contact with many companies every day. If you do something behind her back, you will cause her trouble.”
After Dapeng and the others left, Ma Huiwen gave her a suggestion.
Jiang Rou drank her wine listlessly, feeling rather uninterested.
"It's not that easy. I'm not in that circle, so I have no idea who she does business with. If I make a mistake, I might end up hurting myself."
She's not stupid. There have been plenty of people who tried to mess with Jiang Ning before, and they all ended up suffering losses.
Ma Huiwen laughed at her for being too cautious, and leaned close to her ear.
"Although Jiang Ning is quite proud of running her company, she has also offended a lot of people."
Their old company, whose business was taken away by her, must hate her terribly. If you two cooperate…”
Jiang Rou smiled wickedly, wondering why she hadn't thought of that.
The next day, she went to Starlight Trading to talk to Jack's wife, Helen, about a potential collaboration.
After waking up from a hangover, Ma Huiwen discovered that she had vomited on the sheets, and no matter how much she washed them, they still smelled foul.
She then thought of going to the department store to buy a new bed sheet.
I had only been strolling around for a short while when I ran into Gao Baoliang and Yang Lu.
The two were also browsing in the bedding section.
Yang Lu chose only the best quality and most expensive bed sheets and blankets.
"Lulu, if you like pink, then buy pink. I hope you can be in a comfortable environment and be happy every day."
Gao Baoliang gave the choice to his wife.
In the past, he would have definitely complained that pink was too girly, but now he thinks it suits Yang Lu very well and looks very comfortable.
Ma Huiwen felt nauseous and almost vomited when she heard that.
This man must have grown up eating nectar; his mouth is so sweet.
Seeing Gao Baoliang looking in her direction, she quickly tidied her hair and waved to him with a shy smile.
But the person only glanced at the blanket behind her before looking away.
Ma Huiwen's resentful gaze fell on Yang Lu, as if she wanted to tear her smiling face apart.
However, she quickly figured out how to disgust her and moved closer.
Just as Yang Lu reached for a blanket, she immediately reached out to grab it as well.
The two of them pulled the blanket up.
Yang Lu's face darkened.
"Comrade, this is the blanket I saw."
Ma Huiwen retorted sarcastically, "Why do you say you saw it? I could say I grabbed it first!"
Gao Baoliang, whose eyes were looking elsewhere, turned around upon hearing the noise and quickly shielded Yang Lu behind him:
"Are you sick? There are so many blankets, why don't you take them, and only pick the ones that others want?"
Ma Huiwen stared at him innocently, her eyes wide:
"Baoliang, why are you being so fierce?"
Yang Lu was nearly stunned by her words: "You two know each other?"
Gao Baoliang hurriedly explained:
“Honey, I do know this person. I’ve mentioned her to you before. She’s the woman from the wholesale market who’s always going against me.”
Yang Lu remembered and glared back at her:
"You must be Ma Huiwen. Stop trying to get close to Baoliang in front of me. Your reputation here isn't very good."
Ma Huiwen was not annoyed and continued to speak veiledly:
"That's because you're naive. You believe whatever he says. I've seen him with other women. You're enjoying his kindness now, but he's given it to other people before."
When other women cry, he'll wipe away their tears; when they're angry, he'll comfort them...
She kept talking, refusing to believe that a woman could remain unmoved upon hearing that her husband had been kind to another woman.
Gao Baoliang was furious. If hitting someone wasn't illegal, he would have beaten Ma Huiwen to death long ago.
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