Ye Wen looked at the clean and tidy room and nodded happily. He opened his suitcase and prepared to hang up his clothes.
But when he opened the wardrobe door, he realized that he didn't need to bring a suitcase at all; everything was there.
No wonder Nan Nan said something about having a suitcase for shopping when she saw me carrying one. I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it completely.
When he has time, he will buy some Shanghai specialties and bring them back for his family to eat. Ye Wen made up his mind.
Yan Xiaonan carried Enming to her room. As soon as Enming's short legs touched the ground, she ran into the inner room.
"Mom, I want to sleep alone tonight, you don't need to stay with me."
"You want to sleep, but what if Mommy has to go out?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
Ye Enming thought for a moment and said, "I'll go sleep in the bubble pool."
Yan Xiaonan smiled, carried Enming downstairs, greeted Ye Wen, and went to the garage.
As soon as Yan Xiaonan entered the garage, he took Enming to the space and let the little guy play in the bubble pool. He then slipped out of the space and drove towards the clothing wholesale department.
When Chen Sheng saw Yan Xiaonan arrive, he rushed out of the building. His agile figure didn't look like that of a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties at all.
"Boss Yan, Yan Xiaonan, Nannan, you've finally shown up! I've been waiting for you for so long!" Chen Sheng started acting up.
"Speak properly," Yan Xiaonan said with a laugh.
Chen Sheng smiled and welcomed Yan Xiaonan into her private office.
Yan Xiaonan saw that her office was spotless, clearly cleaned daily, and couldn't help but say:
"Actually, I don't come here often. This place can be used for other purposes."
Chen Sheng was making tea for Yan Xiaonan when he heard this and shook his head repeatedly: "That won't do. You're the boss. How can a boss not have his own office? We don't need another room."
Yan Xiaonan didn't say much; it was just one room, no need to make a fuss about it.
Chen Sheng then took out the documents he had prepared at all times and handed them to Yan Xiaonan: "Boss, our business is getting better and better. We can't keep up with the demand for clothes from Beijing."
Yan Xiaonan carefully reviewed the report and said, "How about we open a garment factory in Shanghai as well? As for the fabric, we can look for places north of the Yangtze River. It would be best to have a few long-term and stable suppliers."
Chen Sheng grinned from ear to ear. He had wanted to do this for a long time, so he wouldn't have to compete with Ah Hao from Huacheng for clothes.
"Nan Nan, we shouldn't build the factory in the city center. We can get a piece of land in the countryside."
Yan Xiaonan's eyes flashed as she recalled the Pudong area of Shanghai, where the economy had also grown rapidly.
She asked Chen Sheng to find a map of Shanghai, and then took a pen and circled the area near Lujiazui.
This place will be the economic center of Pudong, and its prosperity will be beyond imagination, but right now it's just farmland.
"Buy the land, get the land deeds, preferably buy the whole plot. This job is in your hands," Yan Xiaonan said.
Chen Sheng puffed out his chest and confidently declared that he would find the contact person for that land today and go to discuss it tomorrow.
When she was the only one left in the office, Yan Xiaonan entered the space, and sure enough, Enming was lying on her side in the bubble pool, fast asleep.
Yan Xiaonan chuckled and carried him to the small bed, covered him with a thin blanket, and then slipped out of the space.
Then she drove to the Overseas Chinese Store in Seven Heavens. When she saw a newly opened securities company near Seven Heavens, she quickly ran inside.
This securities firm wasn't large, but it was exquisitely and comprehensively decorated, far superior to Ye Huixian's securities firm.
Subscription certificates were still available, but the price had increased by two or three times, and Yan Xiaonan bought them without hesitation.
Yan Xiaonan knew that after the third lottery draw, the subscription certificates would no longer be worth buying at a high price, but now was still a good time to make a profit.
When people saw Yan Xiaonan collecting subscription certificates, they rushed over. Yan Xiaonan grabbed the first person who sold her a subscription certificate and said, "Help me, it's twenty yuan an hour."
Upon hearing this, the man immediately stood in front of Yan Xiaonan and loudly said, "Those who want to buy subscription certificates, please line up. I will disqualify anyone who cuts in line."
He shouted repeatedly, and the people around him joined in, finally maintaining order.
No one noticed a small suitcase filled with cash appearing at Yan Xiaonan's feet.
Yan Xiaonan will purchase all subscription certificates at a price of 80 yuan each. If you want to raise the price, please choose another buyer.
Two hours later, Yan Xiaonan had acquired nearly a thousand subscription certificates.
In the following days, Yan Xiaonan appeared at the securities company on time every day to buy subscription certificates until the day before the lottery draw, when he stopped buying them.
Yan Xiaonan happily put the purchased certificates into a small box and went to a road behind the Overseas Chinese Store, where she parked her car.
Just as she unlocked the car with her key and placed the box in the passenger seat, she heard a voice in her ear.
Yan Xiaonan immediately released his consciousness and saw a man behind him holding a wooden stick, hitting him on the head.
Yan Xiaonan took a step away, and the stick hit the car, hammering a piece of the metal in.
Goodness, that's some serious force! Yan Xiaonan kicked out without saying a word, her foot striking the man's shoulder.
The man cried out "Ah!" and was kicked away. Only then did the people nearby shout, "Murder!"
Yan Xiaonan locked the car door and walked to a nearby alley. There was a public telephone in the alley for the residents to make calls.
He picked up the phone and dialed 110, explained the situation, and then called Chen Sheng, asking him to come and resolve the matter.
When Chen Sheng heard that his boss had been robbed, he immediately drove over. At that speed, he could have participated in an F1 race.
The police had just arrived when Chen Sheng also arrived. He quickly pulled Yan Xiaonan over for a head check and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that she was not injured.
After listening to Yan Xiaonan's statement, the police took photos of the car and also helped the man who was lying on the ground unable to move to his feet.
The pull sent the man screaming in excruciating pain. Yan Xiaonan looked over and saw that his shoulder blade was shattered.
“I’m telling you, I was acting in self-defense just now. Look at how hard you hit me with that stick, are you trying to kill me?” Yan Xiaonan asked.
The man's eyes gleamed; he didn't want the woman's life, he wanted the box in her hand.
“Mr. Chen, I’ve been buying up subscription certificates these past two days, and I suspect he’s here to steal this box from me.” Yan Xiaonan opened the box in front of the police.
Seeing the box full of subscription certificates, Chen Sheng felt a bit of a toothache. These things don't make much money, so what's the point of having them?
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