The little girl brought Zhang Wenyu a Fuguang-colored cheongsam with a small round collar and a Qiaoyu-colored cheongsam with a curved collar. The small round collar makes her look gentle, while the curved collar cheongsam makes her look more noble. Both are very suitable for Zhang Wenyu.
Zhang Wenyu couldn't help but become interested in other clothes in the store and took the initiative to try on other styles.
Xue Jing has been traveling a lot on business recently. The cheongsam she ordered a month ago was a little too big at the waist, so the beautiful boss came up to take her measurements again. Zhang Wenyu took the opportunity to order five or six pieces of clothing from the boss.
When she was looking through the clothes on the hangers, she found that there were some suitable for middle-aged people, and she wanted to invite the boss to come and order a few sets for her mother.
"I'd like you to come to my house to take my mother's measurements and order some clothes for her. Can you provide home service?"
The boss had just memorized the two people's sizes, and when he heard this, he looked up at Zhang Wenyu in surprise.
"Okay, let's make an appointment. I can come over anytime."
He looked at Xue Jing beside him and said with a smile.
"You've brought me a wealthy man! You've already helped me achieve half a year's worth of sales in your first visit."
Xue Jing smiled and gently pushed Zhang Wenyu's shoulder, saying half-jokingly to the beautiful boss.
"This is a truly wealthy woman, you must treat her well. If you can please her, you won't have to worry about your career failing and your parents pressuring you to get married. And I won't have to worry about the treasure shop I finally found closing down!"
"Huh?"
Zhang Wenyu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"How could this store, with such beautiful clothes, face bankruptcy?"
Xue Jing couldn't help but glance at the boss and said unhappily.
"Of course the clothes are good, but look at how lazy the boss is. It's because we old customers don't care. New customers are usually scared away by the boss's attitude before they even take a closer look."
The boss smiled indifferently.
"I just want to quietly make clothes. If someone likes my clothes, they'll buy them naturally. If they don't like them, even if I force them in and praise the clothes to bits, they still won't like them. Why should I waste my breath on them?"
The round-faced girl frowned and said.
"Boss, but we can hardly pay the rent this month!"
The beautiful boss's smile froze, and embarrassment flashed in her eyes.
"I've sold several more pieces. This will definitely cover the rent for this month!"
Zhang Wenyu looked at the exquisitely crafted clothes around her and couldn't bear to see the store disappear due to its inability to make ends meet, so she sighed and said.
"This is the first time I've seen a business run like this! Boss, are you willing to accept an investment? I really like your craftsmanship, and I don't want you to be forced to go back and get married because the store isn't doing well. If you don't mind, I'm willing to invest some money to support your craftsmanship. If you're not comfortable with the investment, I'll hire you long-term. You can make a few pieces of clothing for me and my family every year. That way, you don't have to worry about rent in the future, and you can have more choices to do what you love."
The beautiful boss widened her eyes and let out a confused "ah". After coming to her senses, she looked at Zhang Wenyu and said sincerely.
"I'm used to following my heart. I'm afraid you'll lose money if you invest in me. But I'm still very confident in my craftsmanship. Since you think highly of me, I'll take on the job of making clothes for you and your family in the future."
After Zhang Wenyu ordered the fabrics and styles of the clothes and made an appointment with the beautiful boss to come to her mother's house to measure her size, she left with Xue Jing, carrying the cheongsams they had chosen earlier.
Xue Jing and I spent the entire afternoon strolling around happily, not parting until dinnertime. As we parted ways, we made plans to go to a class reunion together. After deciding where to meet, Zhang Wenyu drove home.
It was a little late when they were walking back, and there was a traffic jam on the road. Zhang Wenyu had no choice but to call her mother and tell her that she would be home late, and asked her and her father and brother to eat first, and not to wait for her, and just leave some for her.
While pushing the shopping cart to buy groceries, Zhang's mother told Zhang Wenyu not to worry, saying that she and the nanny were buying ingredients in the supermarket and had not started cooking at home yet.
Zhang Wenyu drove through traffic jams all the way until she finally arrived near the residential complex, where she saw a group of people arguing at the entrance. She wanted to go around and enter through another door, but when she glanced over, she saw that the person in the center of the quarrel was her mother.
Zhang Wenyu quickly parked the car on the side of the road, got out and ran over.
Pushing through the crowd and walking in, I saw the nanny standing aside protecting her mother. The shopping bags in their hands had been torn to pieces, and vegetables and fruits were rolling all over the floor.
The person sitting in the middle of the rolling fruits and vegetables, slapping her thighs and howling loudly was her grandmother. The people behind her grandmother, carefully dodging the vegetables and fruits, were her uncle's family and her aunt's family who had returned from other places at some point.
People around who didn't know the truth tried to dissuade her, and the community staff in security uniforms stood beside the old lady Zhang who was slumped on the ground and acting crazy, not knowing whether to help her or not.
Old Mrs. Zhang pushed away the security guard who was standing next to her and trying to stop her from performing. She sat on the ground, kicking her feet, slapping the ground and crying.
"Zhang Hao, you are an unfilial son! You are an ungrateful bastard! You abandoned your eighty-year-old mother and only cared about your own comforts. You live in a big house, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, but you leave your mother who worked so hard to raise you out there to starve and freeze. You are an unfilial son! You deserve to be struck by lightning!"
Zhang's mother's face flushed with anger, her eyes nearly blazing with fire. She clutched her chest and tried to argue with her. The nanny, fearing she would suffer a loss, quickly pulled Zhang's mother back, who had already lost her mind. She then took her phone and sent a message back to the villa, asking for help. She also informed Zhang's father and Zhang Jingzhi, and was incredibly busy.
Zhang Wenyu returned at this time.
When the nanny saw the people from the master's family coming, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had seen a savior. She was afraid that Zhang Wenyu didn't know what was going on, so she hurried forward and said something.
"Miss, my wife and I came back from the supermarket after buying groceries. As we walked to the door, this old lady suddenly rushed over and tore the bags in our hands into pieces. If we hadn't dodged quickly, she would have thrown us to the ground. When the old lady saw that she couldn't catch us, she actually reached out and tried to pull our clothes. Fortunately, the security guard came quickly and stopped her. When the old lady saw that she couldn't catch us, she sat down on the ground and started to act like a spoiled child, cursing everyone. She would pinch anyone who tried to persuade her, making everyone afraid to try, and the situation became stagnant."
As he said this, he glanced at his uncle Zhang Hua's family and Zhang Xiaogu's family next to him.
"And those few people who came with the old lady over there, when they saw her sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum, didn't try to stop her, but instead fanned the flames and let her make such a scene. They're so shameless! The old lady still has the nerve to call others unfilial. I think these younger generations behind her are the ones who are truly unfilial."
The nanny had just started working at her house and was not very clear about the situation in her home.
Zhang Wenyu asked curiously as she looked at the nanny Aunt Li who was complaining sincerely.
"How can you be so sure that they are the unfilial ones?"
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