What are you doing here? Are you buying appliances?
When Jiang Qiaoqiao entered the small appliance market, she was still somewhat puzzled.
Huo Beixiao nodded, "Mm."
As he spoke, he first walked into the small appliance store.
The greeter at the door saw him and greeted him politely, "You've arrived, please come in."
Jiang Qiaoqiao: ...
"Does she know you?"
"I own this small appliance store."
Huo Beixiao's next sentence completely shocked Jiang Qiaoqiao.
She never expected that Huo Beixiao, who appeared to be a cement factory worker, was actually a business tycoon!
In her past life, she knew that when Jiang Yiran and Huo Beixiao divorced, Huo Beixiao gave Jiang Yiran a lot of money.
Even Jiang Yiran didn't know where Huo Beixiao, a cement factory worker, got so much money.
In addition, Jiang Yiran was already entangled with her second husband at the time, and she just wanted to get a divorce as soon as possible and pursue love.
Huo Beixiao had given her many times more money than she had expected, so naturally she wouldn't bother to investigate where Huo Beixiao's money came from.
Jiang Qiaoqiao: "Then what about before..."
“My accounts here have always been separate from my work accounts. I haven’t touched the money here before today,” Huo Beixiao said.
"No one else knows about this except you, so please keep it a secret for me."
Jiang Qiaoqiao met the man's deep, serious eyes and was momentarily speechless. "Why...why are you telling me this?"
He had just protected Jiang Yiran in front of everyone today, and she felt that their relationship no longer needed to be forced.
But then he…
Huo Beixiao's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes deepened. "I don't know."
He genuinely didn't know why he had told Jiang Qiaoqiao this.
This was clearly his biggest secret, and he planned to keep it a secret for the rest of his life unless something unexpected happened.
But when he saw her disappointed look today because she couldn't afford a house, he thought of buying it for her without thinking.
Later, when she asked him where the money came from, he immediately wanted to tell her without even thinking.
Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't ask any more questions. She smiled and said, "Okay, since this electronics store is yours, I won't be polite. But you have to write down the money for the house and the appliances. Consider it a loan from me, and I'll pay you back when I'm rich!"
For some reason, Huo Beixiao's heart suddenly sank.
Jiang Qiaoqiao selected an electric fan, a television, a rice cooker, and a refrigerator that had just arrived at the electronics store.
These things are more expensive than houses these days.
But Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't hesitate at all when buying these things.
She had suffered enough in her past life, and in this life, although she still needs to work hard to earn money, she will also try her best to make her life more comfortable within her capabilities.
Huo Beixiao left the address of the house he had just bought with the store clerk, asking them to deliver the appliances in a couple of days.
After leaving the electronics store, the two passed by a bicycle shop.
Huo Beixiao said, "Let's buy another tricycle. When you go to set up your stall, it will be easier to use a bicycle to transport goods."
Jiang Qiaoqiao hadn't bought a bicycle yet, thinking that she would wait until she had some extra money to buy a human-powered tricycle, which would be convenient for hauling goods.
She originally planned to save money to buy a tricycle after solving the housing problem.
Huo Beixiao has now taken care of the house and appliances for her.
She has more than enough money to buy a pedicab.
Jiang Qiaoqiao went into the store, chose a tricycle, and finally settled on a price of 500 yuan.
Huo Beixiao naturally offered to pay, but Jiang Qiaoqiao stopped him, saying, "I'll pay for it myself. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to pay you back if I owe you too much."
Huo Beixiao didn't argue with her, a strange emotion flashing in his deep eyes.
With a beaming smile, Jiang Qiaoqiao rode her new tricycle back to the family compound with Huo Beixiao in tow.
There were still many people enjoying the cool shade under the big banyan tree in the family compound.
"Hey, Qiaoqiao, is this tricycle new? How much did it cost?"
"When my family bought a bicycle last time, I asked around, and this tricycle would cost at least five hundred yuan! Qiaoqiao, you've already bought a new tricycle. You must have made a lot of money selling clothes lately, right?"
...
Everyone cast envious, yet jealous, glances at Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Jiang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "I did make some money, but it all went into buying goods. This tricycle was bought with my wedding dowry and betrothal money. I need a tricycle to move goods to sell every day."
After Jiang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, she rode her tricycle home.
"They used to say it was shameful for people to set up stalls, but now they're even buying tricycles, sigh..."
As soon as Jiang Qiaoqiao left, someone sighed with emotion.
"Why don't we go to the provincial capital and wholesale some clothes to sell? We can team up, and each of us won't have to put in much capital," the quick-thinking person immediately suggested.
"Come on! You think business is that easy? Anyone who goes wholesale to buy clothes can make money?"
"Look at Aunt Zhao's house, she's only sold one pair of stirrup pants in the last two days, and it was bought by Zheng Yulan's neighbor. Aunt Zhao used all five hundred yuan of her savings to buy them, if they don't sell... tsk tsk..."
Upon hearing this, those who had been harboring such thoughts immediately quieted down.
Aunt Zhao had 500 yuan in savings, which she used to buy goods, but she was dumbfounded because she couldn't sell them.
She has no capital of her own, so she drags others into doing business with her. If she makes a profit, it's hard to share the profits, and if she loses money, everyone will blame her. In the end, she'll be caught in the middle.
She was just too envious of Jiang Qiaoqiao's tricycle, which is why she had such a wild idea.
If we're talking about who's most envious of Jiang Qiaoqiao, it has to be Aunt Zhao.
When Aunt Zhao saw Jiang Qiaoqiao's brand-new tricycle, her face turned ashen, and she was about to start cursing.
But as the words were about to come out, he remembered the pile of unsold pants at home.
She rolled her eyes, forced to suppress the resentment in her heart.
He forced a fawning smile and approached Jiang Qiaoqiao, "Oh my, Qiaoqiao, you've even bought a new tricycle? You're really something. Unlike our Yulan, who's so bad with words, oh dear, she couldn't even sell those fashionable pants!"
Jiang Qiaoqiao had already discerned the underlying meaning in Aunt Zhao's words. "Aunt Zhao, just say what you have to say!"
"Oh my, Qiaoqiao, no wonder you're so good at business! You're so insightful!" Aunt Zhao clapped her hands, looked around, and mysteriously pulled Jiang Qiaoqiao aside.
"Qiaoqiao, it's like this, you know I'm not good with words. I went to the provincial capital to get those pants, but I just can't sell them. I thought you're a good businessman, and you don't have to worry about selling anything, so I'm giving you those pants. You can take them and help me sell them. I only need a 20% profit, okay?"
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