Li Yuchun said stupidly, "You, what did you say? Zhou Wangcai, you gave birth to a daughter, who is that bitch?"
The woman turned and looked at Zhou Wangcai.
"Hurry up and tell me!" The woman was so angry that she felt a black screen in front of her eyes.
"So, whenever your parents mention the child, you always speak up for me. You do this out of guilt, right?"
Zhou Wangcai's eyes wandered as he retorted, "This woman is talking nonsense. You believe her nonsense. I go home after work every day. How could I have an affair with someone else? If someone reports me, I will be fired."
Song Wanyue said bluntly: "Zhou Wangcai, do you really think you hid it well? Oh, after that widow knew you were in prison, she threw your daughter to your parents. Li Yuchun, you didn't know, is it because no one came to visit you in prison?"
"Come to think of it, your family has already returned to the city and has long since spread the word that they no longer recognize you as the daughter of a human trafficker. In order to avoid being implicated, you severed ties with them after they were sent down."
Li Yuchun was shocked and said, "How, how is it possible? My adoptive parents were sent down for eight years. They really returned to the city. Do they disown me just because of this crime? Why don't they contact me?"
Song Wanyue nodded: "Do you know who your biological parents are? They are mountain bandits. Your adoptive parents took you in because they felt sorry for you because you had liver disease. They said that people like you are inherently bad, so they won't allow you to return to the Li family."
Even Song Wanyue didn't expect Li Yuchun's life experience to be so complicated.
In order to protect herself, this woman broke off relations with the Li family and quickly married Zhou Wangcai.
Li Yuchun repeated stupidly: "I am a bandit who doesn't recognize me. I am Zhou Wangcai, a slut..."
She had been in the Li family for quite a long time, eighteen years. Did they just abandon her like that?
Song Wanyue's words shocked Li Yuchun. When the woman came to her senses, she began to yell hysterically at Zhou Wangcai, "Zhou Wangcai, how dare you cheat on me?"
"Blame me? It's because you can't have children. It's been eight years. Any woman should have children. I'm the only son in three generations. The Zhou family can't be cut off with me. Besides, she's a girl. I don't recognize her. Can't we just have another baby after we get out?"
Zhou Wangcai was very confident.
Then she yelled, "You hen that can't lay eggs, I'm being generous by not divorcing you. I'm putting it this way, if you can't have a baby by the age of 35, I will definitely divorce you."
"Humph, I'm a man. I can have children at fifty, unlike you women who can't after forty!"
Jiang Ze said coldly: "Let's talk about it after you are released from prison."
Song Wanyue looked back and saw the two men with ferocious faces, shouting for mercy. When no one responded to them, they started fighting.
When they walked out of the Public Security Bureau, they smiled at each other.
"Jiang Ze, we are so bad. It was clearly Zhou Wangcai who was infertile, but we wrongly accused Li Yuchun."
"When Zhou Wangcai sees that the widow's daughter looks exactly like his friend, his expression will be very interesting."
“This is their karma.”
"He cheated on his wife, and others cheated on him, so he got his share of the blame."
"By the way, we have to go find your teacher and ask him to help us appraise treasures. We can also talk about investment and management."
The two men planned to open the factory this year. They were just short of people now, not money. After returning to the city, they had been investing in the black market and could come up with at least 50,000 in cash.
In fact, Song Wanyue could have come up with more money, but because she didn't tell Jiang Ze about the space, she couldn't use it.
At least some of the antique jewelry can be sold, but that stuff will be more valuable if left alone.
"It's a bit late today. Let's go home and talk about it tomorrow. By the way, I have already sold my job and have made arrangements with many colleagues in the machinery factory. They will switch to our factory."
"I promised them that the salary would be better than that of the machinery factory. Let's start by producing bicycles and tricycles. I think these things will sell well."
"And what about the thing called heating quickly? My teacher figured it out."
As soon as the two of them finished their meal at home, Song Wenxue came to their door.
Song Wenxue got straight to the point: "I heard from my aunt that you are going to open a factory. I wonder if you can invest in me?"
Song Wanyue understood that this comrade was a hard-working person. He failed to get into university, so he dropped out after repeating a grade for two months. After that, he became an apprentice of a teacher with very good cooking skills in a state-owned restaurant. Of course, he paid the tuition and the teacher taught him seriously.
"You continue."
On the day of graduation, the eldest wife specially invited the Song family to dinner.
The cooking skills were not inferior to that person's. Song Wanyue also often went to that state-owned restaurant for meals and could taste some difference, but not much.
Song Wenxue continued, "This is what I think. You have money, so you can invest more. If you agree, I will be in charge of the store in the future. I want to open a big restaurant, not a stall. I've had enough of the harassment from those gangsters."
His hands on the table were clenched nervously.
"They often come to collect protection fees. I work alone and cannot defeat them. My master is willing to change jobs to help me. He said that the revenue of state-owned restaurants is not as good as before. There have been great changes in the past year..."
It was so big that she didn't even dare to imagine it. Song Wanyue was the richest person in the Song family. She was also talented. Her income from royalties alone was over ten thousand...
But I still set up a stall to sell food, and the millionaires dare not even think about it.
"I know that two chefs are not enough to open a restaurant. Ahem, my master has a few friends who are also chefs, and two apprentices. Their skills are similar to mine. Some of them are good at Sichuan cuisine, and some are good at Huaiyang cuisine..."
"They are willing to come, so Song Wanyue, please consider it."
"You can ask for anything you want."
Song Wanyue thought for a moment and said, "I want to own 60% of the shares. From a business perspective, you don't have the capital, so the initial capital will be at least 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, and I will pay most of it. How much can you pay?"
"You can take care of the rest. I won't be involved in the management of the store. What do you think?"
"Jiang Ze, you have no objection, right?"
Jiang Ze shook his head gently and said with a smile, "You decide, I'll listen to you."
"I bought a few shops near the palace. The space is large enough. Well, I can delay the rent for now and pay it after the shops become profitable."
Song Wenxue gritted her teeth and said, "I can give you one thousand. I, I can only give you this much money in total. I have no objection."
And that's before she even counts the money she could borrow.
People really can't be compared.
Song Wanyue is at least a 100,000 yuan household, but she is not even a 10,000 yuan household.
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