"Is this even possible? This is outrageous!"
Liu Xiaogang slammed his fist on the table in anger, indignantly saying, "Who in the whole brigade doesn't know that Brother Jing dared to steal someone else's woman because of his wife's sincere feelings?"
Others might not know, but how could his close friends not know?
Chen Jing had harbored feelings for Ji Xia for three or four years, and he did not give up his thoughts even when Ji Xia was with Lin Haodong.
Having finally defeated Lin Haodong and won the heart of his beauty, someone else is trying to steal his prize?
Liu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly lowered his voice: "Brother Jing, they'll be coming tomorrow afternoon. I'm thinking, if they don't know you're the boss behind the scenes, why don't you stay out of the picture? Let's test them out, and if possible, rip them off?"
Chen Jing had the same thought in mind, and upon hearing this, he subconsciously glanced at He Xiuli.
Liu Xiaogang chuckled: "Brother, don't worry, Xiuli is my woman, she won't ruin your plans."
Chen Jing smiled but didn't say anything. He had something on his mind. He ate a few bites and drank a bowl of soup, but didn't drink any alcohol.
After eating until he was about three or four tenths full, Chen Jing called Liu Xiaogang and took him to find Boss Song, inviting him to have dinner with He Feng.
When Song Wu received news that Chen Jing had returned and invited him to dinner, he readily agreed.
After not seeing him for several months, Song Wu was wearing a black suit and black leather shoes. His thick black hair was also combed back, giving him the air of a mafia boss.
Upon seeing Chen Jing, he patted Chen Jing on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Good lad, I heard you opened a factory in Beijing and are doing very well! You've got a different air about you now."
"Brother Song is joking. I'm just trying to make a living."
Chen Jing smiled modestly: "Brother Song, Brother Feng, Brother Wei, how about we go out for dinner? How about the White Swan Hotel?"
"White Swan Restaurant? That's too far. Let's go to Huacheng Restaurant, which is nearby! The food there is delicious and cheap."
He Feng chuckled, and the other brothers echoed his sentiments. Song Wu then made the final decision, leading a few of his underlings to walk and chat with Chen Jing to the nearby Huacheng Restaurant.
As dusk settles in Huacheng, the streets are bustling with people, many of whom are families taking a stroll after dinner, living peaceful and happy lives.
Chen Jing sighed with deep feeling: "The environment has indeed changed a lot in the last two years. Three or four years ago, there were hardly any pedestrians when the streetlights were on at night."
Upon hearing this, Song Wu couldn't help but chuckle: "A few years ago, did you see so many street vendors?"
Let alone small vendors, even their black market operates clandestinely, regardless of whether it's buying or selling.
Now, vendors openly trade and set up stalls on the streets, creating bustling night and morning markets. The government has also planned a site to build a large wholesale market to facilitate trade between vendors from the south and north.
A group of people arrived at Huacheng, where a pretty waitress greeted them with a smile: "Comrade, how many people are in total? Private room or the main hall?"
Chen Jing casually pointed: "It's all here, let's get a private room!"
"Okay, please follow me."
The waitress led them to the "Floral Splendor" private room, then served them two pots of black tea and brought them the menu.
Chen Jing handed the menu to Song Wu: "Brother Song, who are you? Come and see what you'd like to eat?"
"Anything is fine with me, I'm not picky."
Song Wu casually handed the menu to He Feng, gesturing for him to order, and said with a smile, "Ah Feng said that a big boss from the north is planning to cooperate with you this time, wanting to expand your factory, is that right?"
"That's exactly what I came here for, boss. Interested in cooperating?"
Chen Jing said with a smile, while diligently rinsing the bowls, chopsticks and teacups with hot water, and then placed a set of rinsed dishes in front of Boss Song.
"As you all know, my wife is studying in Beijing, and I will definitely be spending most of my time in Beijing for the next four years."
“I also set up a small workshop in Beijing, and I’m very busy with orders right now, so I can’t take care of things back home.”
"However, we have a big client here who wants to get involved and expand the factory. I have this idea, but I don't trust those northerners. Boss, are you interested in getting involved?"
Old Song patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Good brother, you trust me, so of course I have to give you face."
"Bring us two cases of beer first."
He Feng handed the menu to the waiter and laughed heartily: "Brother, your wholesale business is doing so well, are you really willing to let us get involved?"
Chen Jing shook his head: "One person can't earn all the money. It's better for everyone to make big money together, right?"
"The clothing business has a huge market right now, and I can't manage things too much here. I can only leave it to my brothers. Rather than letting those northerners make money, why not let our brothers get involved and make a fortune together?"
"You still remember your brother when you have a way to make money. Thanks."
Just then, the waiter brought over a few plates of snacks and beer. Song Wu took a bottle of beer and poured it for Chen Jing.
"Speaking of which, clothing workshops have sprung up everywhere these past few months, but when it comes to business, yours is still the best. Ah Jing, we know nothing about this, so we'll have to ask you to guide us."
"Of course, that's no problem."
Chen Jing tapped his fingers on the table three times lightly, then smiled meaningfully: "Selling clothes mainly involves three or four aspects: style and design, quality and price, and finally, promotion."
He mentioned with a hint of pride that his wife had brought him a series of large orders with just a few design drawings, and the men all gave him a thumbs up.
“Xiaogang told me last time that your wife has good fortune for her husband, and I didn’t think much of it at the time, but now it seems that she really does have good fortune for her husband.”
"That's for sure."
Liu Xiaogang chuckled and interjected, "If you go to our brigade and ask around, you'll find out that this 'lucky wife' fortune is absolutely true."
He recounted some of Lin Haodong's experiences in the brigade as anecdotes and jokes to everyone.
After hearing Lin Haodong's story, the men sneered: "A man who ends up in such a miserable state after breaking off an engagement must be born with a bad fate and a bad destiny. He can only rely on women to make up for it."
"Yes, but it's true that Brother Chen and Sister Xia's luck turned around after their engagement."
Chen Jing chuckled and waved his hand casually: "She's a bit lucky. It was my wife who suggested we start this small workshop. She's gotten orders several times thanks to her designs."
He Feng asked, "Your wife is now studying in Beijing. Is she still in charge of the designs in the workshop?"
"She has always been in charge of the design work."
Chen Jing's expression held a hint of smugness: "You can rest assured, even if the workshop expands, you don't need to worry about the design; she'll have a solution."
He Feng raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Your wife is really capable? Doesn't she have to go to class? She designs new styles every day, and she still has time to read?"
Chen Jing laughed and said, "Brother Feng, you underestimate her. She studies at the Academy of Fine Arts. What department doesn't she have students there? When my shop needed renovation, she found me a senior in interior design to help. When the workshop was too busy designing new products, she asked seven or eight college students for drafts. She could easily produce eight or ten design drafts."
"College students are cheap, easy to talk to, hardworking, and willing to endure hardship. It's a great deal."
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