Wang Ziliang readily agreed, and at that moment, Jiang Shuyue handed the gift bag she had brought to Jiang Shuya.
"Xiaoya, this is a dress I designed myself, and it's the last one I'll make. I'm giving it to you."
Jiang Shuya opened the gift bag, inside was an exquisite orange hollowed-out waist-cinching flared dress, the neckline embroidered with Swarovski crystals. She stretched the dress out to reveal an incredibly soft fabric, a beautiful heart-shaped back design, and off-the-shoulder butterfly sleeves. Holding it in her hands, she looked at it from left to right, completely captivated by its beauty.
Seeing that she liked it, Jiang Shuyue began to explain;
"This is a new fabric our company has acquired. It's very popular in the market; it's called 'air cotton.' It's soft yet resilient, gentle on the skin, contains silk components, has a smooth feel, and won't cause allergies."
Jiang Shuya suddenly realized something and put down her dress;
"Cousin, this dress really was a gift from you. Why did you give me a gift? And under what pretext? Logically, since you've been transferred to a new job and are finally free from this difficult situation, I should be the one giving you the gift. We grew up together, and I don't think we should be so formal."
Seeing that she was overthinking things, Jiang Shuyue quickly interrupted her;
"Xiaoya, this really is a new dress I designed. Look closely, it even has my personal code on it. I went abroad a while ago, and when I came back, I tried out some new fabrics. I wanted to share it with you. You've forgotten, haven't you? When you were little, you wore quite a few of my modified clothes."
Jiang Shuyue recalled the clothing exhibition and new product auction held by the company a few days ago. This limited edition orange dress had a dazzling color and a novel fabric and style, attracting many women in the company to watch. It also had a price tag, and everyone was hoping that someone would give it to them. It had been hanging in the shop window for several days. Although everyone who came was eager to buy it, they all gasped at the price.
When Lin Moxiao stood in front of it, she glanced at it and then called the exhibition staff to take it down.
For a time, everyone was speculating about the whereabouts of the garment, causing a huge uproar as everyone wanted to know who President Lin had given it to.
When Lin Moxiao handed it to Jiang Shuyue, she instantly understood that it wasn't for her and tacitly gave it to Xiaoya on his behalf. However, Jiang Shuyue couldn't understand his way of giving the gift.
Hearing this, Jiang Shuya realized that she might really be overreacting.
Her expression softened, she lowered her guard, and put the garment away.
"Cousin, I don't have anything to give you, what should I do?"
Wang Ziliang ate the dishes on the table, his mouth greasy.
"Cousin, that's easy. She works at Ah Xiao's company. Just talk to him and ask him to look after her."
Jiang Shuya's eyes instantly turned icy cold;
"Ziliang, I don't want to hear about this person anymore. If you still consider me your friend, it's best not to mention him."
Jiang Shuyue was very puzzled and brought the dishes that the waiter had served to Jiang Shuya.
"Xiaoya, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly rejecting him like this?"
Jiang Shuya remained silent, looking at Wang Ziliang with a dazed expression.
Wang Ziliang continued;
"Cousin, I think Xiao is serious about you. It was just that he saw you taken away by your ex-husband that day, and that's when he snapped and treated you like that. You really broke his heart. Do you know how much pain he was in then, thinking you abandoned him?"
Jiang Shuyue grabbed Jiang Shuya's arm;
"Xiaoya, you're divorced."
Jiang Shuya nodded calmly, looked at Wang Ziliang, and her expression was sorrowful:
"Love is a license to hurt. When he smiles at you, everything comes back to life, everything rushes towards joy; when he's cold to you, he vanishes without a trace, everything turns to sighs. The person who can make you happy with a single word can also make you cry the most. Rather than possessing something with endless anxiety, it's better to be yourself cleanly. Ziliang, do you understand? I owe him nothing, and we'll never mention each other again."
Wang Ziliang pursed his lips, indicating that he could understand his cousin's feelings. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Brother, I'm sorry! You've hurt her deeply. It's better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time. Please accept my condolences!
Jiang Shuyue didn't expect her cousin to get divorced so quickly, and she couldn't help but give a bitter smile;
No wonder Lin Moxiao cared so much about her, he was truly deeply in love, and he even racked his brains to distance himself from her. Why was that? It's clear that his cousin had grown tired of him. It seems that there's a reason why one thing can subdue another.
Three days later, the million arrived in his account. Jiang Shuya excitedly found Sun Qi and, based on the locations they had visited before, went to the office building in Hexi, and then to Leshan Road, where a crowd had gathered.
The sun was quite strong, so Jiang Shuya, wearing a sun hat, and Sun Qi arrived at a storefront for rent, peering through the glass.
Sun Qi called the agency to explain;
"Sister-in-law, this is one of the places I've visited these past few days, and I'm relatively satisfied with the location. Look, it's diagonally across the street from Hexi Hospital, with office buildings behind it, and schools and residential areas on both sides. The location is excellent, but the rent is a bit high; I can't negotiate it down."
Speaking of bargaining, Jiang Shuya suddenly thought of someone: Huang Minghao's brother-in-law, Hu Jianming. That man is very eloquent and might be able to help.
"How much does the agent charge per month? How many square meters is this place?"
Sun Qi wrote on the glass with his hand: 245 square meters, 75 square meters upstairs, asking price 40,000 yuan a month.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuya gasped and immediately called Hu Jianming to inform him of the current situation.
Hu Jianming was also an impatient person, so he immediately asked a friend to contact the Zhejiang Chamber of Commerce and ask them to find the person in charge of the agency and offer a sincere and preferential price.
The two spent the afternoon together. Sun Qi's face was flushed from the sun. She held a bottle of mineral water, drinking it as she waited. Finally, the people from the Chamber of Commerce arrived and handed a key to Jiang Shuya. The agency offered a five-year contract with a monthly rent of 35,000 yuan, payable annually.
The two walked around upstairs and downstairs, looking at the storefront. They realized it needed major repairs and discussed finding a renovation company.
"Sun Qi, tomorrow you go to the real estate agency to sign the contract and pay the deposit. I'll find a renovation company, and then we need to apply for a business license, a catering permit, and a food safety certificate."
After Jiang Shuya finished speaking, she took a card out of her bag and handed it to him:
"The money's all here. Once you've paid the rent, just come find me at the renovation company on Daming Road."
Sun Qi took the card, looking hesitant.
"My sister-in-law trusts me so much; this is a lot of money!"
Jiang Shuya looked at this sunny and warm boy and spoke frankly:
"This is called 'If you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them.'"
Sun Qi turned on the computer she had brought and recorded the tasks to be done. After the two of them clearly divided the work, they returned to Xixia Village together.
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