That same evening, Jiang Shuya found Wang Ziliang and Jiang Shuyue waiting for her in the mall. Seeing them sitting in a restaurant, Jiang Shuya craned her neck and hurriedly went up to greet them: "I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."
Wang Ziliang, rubbing his head, tried to hide his fatigue with a relaxed expression, and said with a grin, "It's okay, I just arrived too. I saw you finish shipping the goods and was worried you'd have to wait a long time, so I rushed over as soon as I got the goods to the logistics station."
Seeing that Wang Ziliang was still wearing his work clothes, Jiang Shuya felt a pang of sadness. She knew that he was the pillar of his family, and now that it was almost Chinese New Year, he probably didn't even have a decent new set of clothes.
She placed the shopping bag in front of him and said earnestly, "This is a New Year's gift for you. It was chosen according to your size. Try it on. You need to have some new clothes to wear when you go home tomorrow. It will make you look presentable when you go on blind dates back home."
When Wang Ziliang saw the outfit, his mouth dropped open, unable to hide his joy. He said somewhat awkwardly, "This, this, isn't this a bit inappropriate? How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."
“I don’t have much money, and I didn’t buy anything good. These are all discounted items. Just make do with these for now. We’ll continue our cooperation after the New Year, and when we make a lot of money, we’ll buy something better.” Jiang Shuya put the items on the back seat of his car.
At this moment, Jiang Shuyue deliberately became jealous: "Wow, you two are so close, like family. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were classmates!"
Wang Ziliang looked at Jiang Shuyue with a smile and said, "I'm three years older than my cousin, and we're business partners. It's all thanks to you that I got to know your kind and understanding cousin."
Jiang Shuya glanced at her cousin's outfit. Her long hair had been cut short, giving her a neat and capable look. She wore pearl earrings and a Chanel unisex suit, exuding an air of wealth. She also had exquisite makeup, making her stand out.
She couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, cousin, your outfit today really suits you! It's like the old you is back! This androgynous style makes you look so capable yet still feminine. You look absolutely stunning!"
Jiang Shuyue stepped forward and gently tugged at her ear: "You're so good at praising me. I'm a fashion designer, and I have mountains of clothes at home. I'll go pick some out when I have time. A lot of them would suit you."
Jiang Shuya knew that her cousin was a fashion designer who often visited clothing factories and came into contact with many sample garments. Because there were many styles, the sample garments that were rejected after the samples were made were taken home by the company and kept there.
Over time, the styles of the sample garments become outdated, and the company will dispose of them, usually by throwing them away. But those clothes are still good, and most of them have never been worn. My cousin comes from the countryside, so she doesn't just throw away perfectly good clothes so easily. Even if she doesn't like them, she usually packs them up and sends them back to her hometown for her sisters to choose from.
"I don't want it! Let the other sisters wear it! There are so many cousins back home, just give some to each of them and they'll be all gone."
After Jiang Shuya finished speaking, she took out a jewelry box from her bag and gave it to her cousin: "This is a New Year's gift for you, pearl earrings, I know it's your favorite."
Jiang Shuyue took the box from her and couldn't help but open it, saying, "Such exquisite freshwater pearls, aren't you going to keep them?"
"Cousin, this is a gift for you. I already have some."
She knew her cousin would like it; it was a shared hobby. She had originally wanted to buy herself a pair too, but these pearls cost over a thousand. She couldn't bear to spend money on herself, so she bought her cousin a pair to please her.
Wang Ziliang, standing beside him, looked a little embarrassed. He spread his hands, sighed, and said, "After we finish eating, I'll go buy a gift for each of you! It's not good for me to only receive gifts and not give them back."
The two looked at him at the same time and said repeatedly, "Really, it's not necessary."
Jiang Shuya rubbed her eyes and said, "We don't need anything. Just take good care of yourself! We look forward to you bringing us a sister-in-law after the New Year."
Upon hearing this topic, Wang Ziliang wore a wry smile and shook his head repeatedly.
He knew very well that if he didn't come up with the 100,000 yuan dowry when he went back this time, his younger brother's marriage would probably fall through. He worked day and night not for himself, but to raise that 100,000 yuan. Now, all his savings combined were less than 50,000 yuan. He had no mood to talk about his own affairs. The restlessness and confusion he had experienced over the past few days had left him exhausted.
In Jinling City, he didn't have many close friends. Jiang Shuya was the most easy to talk to and was usually very generous. Even when she was busy until late at night, she would buy him a meal and water without ever complaining about the cost. Only Jiang Shuya could see through his financial difficulties.
Although Jiang Shuyue was his classmate, he only admired her and was a follower of the boy. At the same time, he also understood that there was an inexplicable distance between them, and it was even more difficult for him to ask her for money.
Now he knows that Jiang Shuya has a child and needs money, and it's not easy for her. As long as he asks, she will take out all the money she has to help him in an emergency. But she is afraid of losing such a friend, and she probably isn't well-off herself right now!
After thinking it over, I decided to ask Lin Moxiao for help. However, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he hasn't answered my calls. It's better to ask him for money in person. I wonder which city he's off to enjoy himself.
Wang Ziliang scratched his head, dandruff falling to the floor. Seeing the colorful dishes gradually appearing on the table, he suddenly lost his appetite and asked, "Is A-Xiao not coming today?"
Jiang Shuyue was opening the gift she had brought, taking out the white rabbit fur scarf and putting it on Jiang Shuya, then turned to her with a puzzled look and asked, "You're asking us?"
With her scarf on, Jiang Shuya's radiance was accentuated by the white, fluffy texture, her skin appearing fair, delicate, and without a single pore.
The tiny wound on her face was barely visible, gradually healing. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. At this moment, she most hoped that Lin Moxiao wouldn't come, please don't come. She really didn't want him to appear here. She casually replied, "It's good that he doesn't come. Let's drink until we drop today. I haven't had a good drink in a long time."
Jiang Shuyue put away the box in her hand and looked at Jiang Shuya meaningfully. She suddenly felt a sense of unease, as if something might have happened between them.
The three of them, each lost in their own thoughts, stared at the dishes on the table for a while. Seeing that no one had touched their chopsticks, Jiang Shuya got up, picked up the red wine on the table, poured a glass for each of them, raised her eyes, and encouraged them: "At the beginning of the new year, I would like to wish you both a happy new year in advance. I hope that you will not forget me in your lifetime. After you get home tomorrow, let me know that you have arrived safely."
After saying that, she raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp.
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