Ji Xia nodded: "Xie An had someone investigate, so it must be their doing. But I didn't retaliate. I'll wait until you get back."
The main reason was that Lin Chen and Jiang Qingci were relatives, so she couldn't say anything and couldn't understand why Lin Chen was targeting her.
Chen Jing pursed his lips and snorted inwardly. What else could it be? It's all because they want to steal his woman.
He dreamed that he would never give up Ji Xia.
Chen Jing held Ji Xia tightly in his arms and said with a nonchalant smile, "Some people are like that. When their competitors are better than them, instead of trying to catch up, they think about spending their time on these underhanded methods. Shameless."
Ji Xia agreed wholeheartedly and shook her head: "Anyway, this matter is entrusted to you. The shop in Wangfujing is also almost ready, and now it's up to you to follow up."
"Yes, no problem."
Chen Jing recalled his conversation with Boss Song and the town secretary a few days ago: "This time I got some definite news that a special zone is going to be established in Bao'an County in the south. So, Boss Song and I have decided to expand our factory in the south."
Bao'an County? Special Economic Zone?
Ji Xia thought for a moment and immediately understood where this place was referring to: "Now we have definite news?"
She remembered a song that sang about the rise of a certain special economic zone.
In the spring of 1979, an old man drew a circle on the edge of the South China Sea...
"That's right. I even had dinner and drinks with the secretary of a small town in Panyu this time. I heard that the special economic zone was decided at the meeting in August. So, I think we can't lose our base in the south. Expanding our factories and hiring workers there should make us money."
He talked about the business at the Baima wholesale market in the last two or three months, as well as the low production capacity of the workshops.
Ji Xia knew, of course, that Huacheng would be the largest clothing wholesale market in the country, and that with the establishment of several special economic zones in the south, the country's economic focus would be on the south for at least the next two or three decades.
Chen Jing's keen insight into economic trends far surpasses hers.
She turned around and squeezed Chen Jing's hand, resting her head tenderly on his arm: "You can make the decisions about these things, I'll listen to you."
"Tell me about your family. How are Mom and Dad? Are they in good health? Have your sister and the others made arrangements?"
"Great! Of course, that's no problem. By the way, your sister-in-law Zhang Hong is pregnant again. You'll probably have one or two more nephews next year..."
Having not seen each other for many days, the two seemed to have endless topics to discuss, and the lights stayed on for a long time that night.
After Chen Jing returned, he was indeed entrusted with handling many business matters in the capital.
The shops on Wangfujing Street were nearing completion. Liu Jianming would spend every weekend in the shops, noticing anything that wasn't perfect, and would immediately work with Master Lin to make corrections.
In just over a month, the Wangfujing shop was renovated, and on the weekend, Chen Jing took Ji Xia to inspect it.
The shop, which is over 160 square meters, is divided into two halves, separated by a double-sided counter in the middle, but a partition has been opened at the back, so the two shops can be separated or connected, which is convenient for management.
The wide entrance is flanked by glass display windows that reach the ceiling, with six bright crystal chandeliers mounted on top of the windows.
The shop on the left is a home textile store. As requested by Ji Xia, there are two solid wood beds in the middle for displaying samples, cabinets on three sides, and crystal chandeliers on the top.
The shop on the right is a women's fashion store specializing in women's formal wear and wedding dresses, mainly selling Chinese-style wedding dresses and bridesmaid dresses.
The shop is decorated in a light pink color scheme with off-white accents, and is adorned with beautiful lighting fixtures. With all the crystal chandeliers turned on, the entire shop looks magnificent, elegant, and sophisticated.
In addition to the shops in front, there are three rooms in the back, which were originally private rooms in a teahouse, but now shelves have been added and they are used as warehouses.
Chen Jing and Ji Xia inspected the entire shop from top to bottom and nodded in satisfaction.
The bright shop window, the elegant and exquisite crystal chandeliers, and the dreamy girly pink color scheme—every detail is meticulously crafted and delightful.
Ji Xia walked around the store a few times before returning to Chen Jing's side, satisfied.
Chen Jingzheng offered a cigarette to Master Lin and Liu Jianming with great enthusiasm: "You two have worked hard for more than a month. Here, have a smoke to relax."
Master Lin took the cigarette and tucked it behind his ear, while Liu Jianming waved his hand and said, "Thanks, I don't smoke. So, are you satisfied with this?"
"Very satisfied, thank you both very much for your support."
As Chen Jing spoke, he took out two large red envelopes from his pocket and handed them over. The thicker one was for Master Lin, since he wasn't working alone; he was working with six other decorators.
The thin red envelope was given to Liu Jianming, and even so, it contained a hundred yuan. Liu Jianming looked at the amount and smiled.
Earning a hundred yuan in one or two months is not a small amount, even for a designer in a design institute.
Established designers with a reputation and a Level 2 certificate are certainly different, but I've heard that newly graduated designers don't earn much in their first few years.
He's still a student; he hasn't even graduated yet.
"Master Lin, are you busy? Do you have any work coming up?" Chen Jing asked casually with a smile.
After counting the money in the envelope, Master Lin smiled with satisfaction: "I have another job coming up, but it's not much, probably three to five days. What, Mr. Chen, do you have any more work?"
"Yes, I have a shop on Xiushui Street that I want to renovate, and I also want to tidy up a courtyard."
Chen Jing flicked the ash from his cigarette between two fingers with an elegant gesture: "I've worked with both of you before, and I trust your abilities, so I'm just asking if you're still interested in collaborating?"
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