After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,
Li Ailian was in high spirits, and her glass of baijiu was almost constantly filled with it.
Zhang Cheng had been traveling for days and was starving. The effects of the alcohol were overwhelming, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and deal with it.
After downing more than a pound of liquor, my stomach was churning violently.
He quickly ate a large bowl of white rice to quench his thirst.
Li Yuanyuan sat beside Li Ailian, her bright eyes fixed on Zhang Cheng.
Slightly tipsy from the wine, her already fair cheeks flushed with an alluring blush, adding to her charm.
This meal lasted for two hours.
Zhang Cheng stood up unsteadily, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, as if he were walking on cotton.
"Xiao Zhang, the guest room is all ready, you should go and rest."
"Yuanyuan, go in and take care of Xiao Zhang, wipe his face."
Li Ailian helped Zhao Daming into the bedroom and then winked at Li Yuanyuan.
Li Yuanyuan brought a basin of water and a towel into the room. Zhang Cheng was already lying on the bed with his brows furrowed.
She had just wrung out the towel when Li Ailian's voice drifted in from the doorway:
"Yuanyuan, you and Xiao Zhang will have to make do tonight."
Li Yuanyuan's cheeks flushed, and she responded softly.
"Xiao Zhang is so drunk, he probably won't be able to touch you tonight."
Girls, don't belittle yourselves, you hear me?
Li Ailian added another sentence.
"I heard you, sister-in-law."
Li Ailian closed the door and left.
Li Yuanyuan walked to the bedside and looked at Zhang Cheng.
A moment later, she carefully unbuttoned his cotton-padded jacket and took off his shoes and socks.
Finally, she crawled into bed, wearing only her undershirt, and hugged Zhang Cheng, who was also wearing underwear.
Zhang Cheng felt extremely dizzy, but he was not completely unconscious.
Sensing that Li Yuanyuan's actions only amounted to a hug, his tense nerves relaxed slightly.
Nothing was said that night.
The next day, a knock on the door woke Zhang Cheng.
He sat up abruptly, looked at Li Yuanyuan who had been awakened by his movement, and said:
"Don't do that again. There are differences between men and women."
Li Yuanyuan smiled and picked up the clothes from the bedside table, handing them to him.
Zhang Cheng dressed neatly and opened the door.
Li Ailian stood outside the door, a hint of mockery on her face:
"Awake? You were very drunk last night, so I asked Yuanyuan to take care of you because I was worried something might happen to you."
"What, you want your sister-in-law to come in person?"
Zhang Cheng smiled wryly:
"Sister-in-law, I have a wife."
"Know.
"Hurry up and eat breakfast, your brother Zhao has already gone to the station."
At the dinner table, Li Yuanyuan carefully peeled the eggs for Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng finished his meal in a few bites and stood up:
"I'll go to the store and take a look."
On the way, Li Yuanyuan tried to take his arm several times, but he avoided her subtly each time.
"I've sorted out all the goods you brought back yesterday, and we'll open for business today."
Li Yuanyuan started a conversation.
"So urgent?"
"The New Year has just passed, and everyone has some spare money."
The shop renovations are almost complete.
Li Yuanyuan explained.
"It's up to you to decide."
The Yangcheng clothing store on South Street was open, and Zhang Jianhao and his group were cleaning.
Seeing Zhang Cheng and Li Yuanyuan arrive together, the group exchanged knowing glances.
When Zhang Cheng announced the opening today, everyone was momentarily at a loss.
They were used to doing manual labor, and this was their first time doing business.
"Brother, I'm going to buy firecrackers!"
Zhang Jianhao turned and ran away.
A dozen or so strings of firecrackers went off, bringing joy and celebration.
Customers entered the store one after another; the five interconnected stores are quite unique in Funing County.
Li Yuanyuan was adept at greeting guests, praising and recommending them in one smooth motion.
Zhang Cheng realized that Zhang Jianhao and his colleagues were indeed not suited to working behind the counter.
Across the street, the [Treasury Bond Recycling Center] delivered a piece of paper engraved with...
May wealth flow in from all directions.
Stone ornaments.
Zhang Cheng went behind the counter, wrote a job posting, and pasted it on the glass door:
"We are looking for several female sales assistants. Base salary plus commission, lunch provided."
Zhang Jianhao leaned closer, looking troubled.
"Brother, we really can't do this job."
"It's alright, we'll arrange for you to do something else in a while."
Zhang Cheng patted him on the shoulder.
This kind of work is indeed difficult for them, as most of the customers who come to the store are women.
After saying goodbye to Li Yuanyuan, Zhang Cheng rode his bicycle to the credit union and transferred the 2,000 yuan deposit to Zhang Tian Clothing's account.
With Li Yuanyuan keeping an eye on the clothing store, he couldn't get involved for the time being.
He took out the slip of paper Zhao Daming had given him, which contained the contact information of six electricians.
Zhang Cheng decided to visit them one by one.
These days, certified electricians are highly sought after.
After a whole day of running around, the six electricians were all moved by Zhang Cheng's high salary: seven yuan a day, lunch included, which would amount to two hundred and one yuan a month.
A verbal agreement becomes as solid as a nail in the coffin at this point.
The electrician is done; now it's the construction team's turn.
Zhang Cheng never intended to monopolize all the profits from the entire line. He planned to outsource the construction team, which was also Zhao Daming's idea. Only through multiple layers of subcontracting could profits be maximized.
He rode his bicycle to the west of the city.
He bought a house in the west of the city, but he has never been to see it, and he hasn't even picked up the keys yet.
Inside the sales office, Zhou Yuanhang was frowning at a stack of documents.
He had only sold three houses and was having cash flow problems. He was wondering if he could use his connections with the municipal party committee to get a mortgage loan using the houses.
A knock came at the door.
"Come in."
Zhou Yuanhang quickly adjusted his expression and stood up.
"It's you?"
Upon seeing Zhang Cheng, Zhou Yuanhang's face broke into a smile.
He remembered this young man; he bought the house without even looking at it.
"Young man, here to buy a house again?"
Zhou Yuanhang gestured for Zhang Cheng to sit down and began to make tea.
"I'll get the keys."
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