Ye Qiu didn't even look at Qian Beibei, just gestured towards the upstairs, and the two of them walked up hand in hand.
Qian Beibei didn't dare follow. She couldn't afford to offend those two women anymore; one was a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, and the other was a tycoon's woman. Why was she so unlucky, marrying a petty thug?
"Could you help me deal with my shop? And this rented place, there's a lot of stuff inside, give it all to Sister Su, I know you don't like it anyway." Ye Qiu came to arrange things at the shop.
"You're going to live with him?" Qin Xiaoyu asked with some concern. "This is a dangerous business. Shouldn't you be careful and try to do some small business or something?"
"It's alright, that guy still has a conscience. When he couldn't find me, he already had two women, but neither of them were married. Now that he's found me, he bought me two big houses in Hong Kong so I can go and enjoy life. The houses are both in my name, so I'm not worried about running out of money. He said those women were after him for something. I've been with him since I was a teenager, so he feels safe leaving his money with me." Ye Qiu's face was calm, as if he were talking about someone else's affairs, revealing neither joy nor sorrow.
"That's good, I don't have to work so hard. It's a pity you can't come and help me," Qin Xiaoyu said regretfully.
"It's not impossible for me to help you. You do a good job here, and I'll go to Hong Kong to help you." Ye Qiu finally smiled when she heard this.
Ye Qiu was also very generous, leaving nothing behind in the rented house. Over the years, she had accumulated quite a bit of stuff, and Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei had to drive her twice to get it to Sister Su's place.
"Xiao Xu, stop slacking off! Are you even a man?!"
Xu Jingye kept sulking, and Qin Xiaoyu, seeing him working so lazily, couldn't help but say a few words.
"I can support them, why should they take other people's things? I'll buy them new ones if they want them." This was Xu Jingye's real reason for being angry. Qin Xiaoyu was both amused and exasperated; he was quite chauvinistic.
"This is a sisterly bond, you wouldn't understand," Qin Xiaoyu said, and no matter how awkward he felt, he could only accompany her on the delivery trip.
Because the fashion show was in Shanghai, to avoid the hassle of secondary transportation, the goods were shipped directly to Fang's store in Shanghai. Master Liang went to pick up the goods, and when he returned, he took a sample garment to Qin Xiaoyu to complain.
The clothing was poorly made, even a bit out of shape, and didn't match the sample at all; the loose threads hadn't been trimmed properly.
"Which factory does this belong to?" Qin Xiaoyu asked anxiously.
“I’ve inspected Zhu Xu’s factory. I can find fault with every single one of his products. This won’t do.”
"Only one hundred pieces? Shouldn't they have submitted three hundred pieces?" Qin Xiaoyu frowned.
“He only delivered a hundred pieces, and at this quality, we might as well just let him quit!” Master Liang and Zhu Xu didn’t get along in the first place.
"The linen pants they processed last time were the ones they brought over to sell, the ones that were for Huo Jinghong, you saw them, right? How was the quality?"
“I saw it, the quality is excellent, it’s similar to this one but not from the same manufacturer.” Master Liang shook his head.
Qin Xiaoyu knew that she had to send Man Aihong back to oversee the process, otherwise things might go wrong.
After looking at what Master Liang had brought, Man Aihong returned home that very day without saying a word.
With her assurance, Qin Xiaoyu felt a little more at ease.
The first thing she did when she got home was to call Qin Xiaoyu to tell her that the delivery was normal and that she shouldn't worry.
Meanwhile, A Lei was still frantically searching for Gao Daxiong. Master K was also looking for him; anyone who went to kidnap the Fang family was either brainless or insane. Master K wasn't someone easily fooled.
Gao Daxiong seemed to have vanished into thin air. His business partners were contacted, but they only said that all orders had been outsourced and that he had nothing to do with the business anymore.
The first batch of goods that Man Aihong brought home was flawless in the inspection by Master Liang, proving that her efforts had paid off. Qin Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.
Unbeknownst to her, the fashion street had changed and was no longer the same as when Qin Xiaoyu first arrived.
Several long-time business owners have closed their shops.
Ye Qiu went to Hong Kong to enjoy life, and it was agreed that everything in the shop would go to Sister Su. However, Sister Su only took some furniture and tableware, and sold the fashion items and the shop together, asking Qin Xiaoyu to transfer the money to Ye Qiu.
“It’s her business if she doesn’t need the money, but I can’t accept it. Ye Qiu has been helping me from the beginning, and I’m doing very well now, so I can’t take her money anymore,” Sister Su said sincerely.
At first, Qin Xiaoyu was a little worried that if Sister Su used this as an excuse to open her own shop, she might steal Xu Jingye away. Unexpectedly, the couple were of one mind, knew how to be grateful, and were determined to stay with her.
Ye Qiu's shop was taken over by a new owner, a petite woman surnamed Hu. She was exquisitely beautiful and also dealt in silk, which was perfect for her.
However, rumors circulated that this was the real case of a mistress running a business. Qin Xiaoyu herself had been troubled by the rumors and didn't believe them.
After Huo Jinghong and Qian Beibei got married, he simply gave up his own shop and set up a stall in front of his wife's shop. Although they agreed that they would manage their own money and goods, he still frequently pilfered things from the shop. Qian Beibei suffered many losses in silence and dared not say anything.
Since Qin Xiaoyu's incident, Gao Daxiong's shop has been closed, and no one knows what's going on. The landlord came to check twice, but both times he was turned away.
"Boss Qin, the streets are undergoing a process of natural selection, a reshuffling of the game," Fatty Hong said to Qin Xiaoyu, rubbing his belly.
"Yes, in just a few months, a whole new batch of people came out."
Qin Xiaoyu also realized that this was a turbulent era, but also the best of times, giving people endless opportunities; it all depended on whether they could seize them.
"Boss Qin's business is thriving, with the Fang family as his backer, haha." Fatty Hong's laugh was a bit dry, and Qin Xiaoyu didn't want to pay him any attention.
What kind of people are these? Does every woman who gets anything done have to rely on a man? She's worked so hard to get to where she is now, how much she's sacrificed herself—doesn't anyone see that?
Hong Pangzi's wife came out, and after seeing Qin Xiaoyu clearly, she quickly went back inside.
"See? I should thank Boss Qin." Fatty Hong stepped forward and said in a low voice, "That guy was beaten senseless by the eldest sister of the Fang family. He doesn't dare to be arrogant with me anymore, he's incredibly obedient."
"With no one around to manage things, Boss Hong is free." Qin Xiaoyu glanced at him, her face full of disdain.
"I'm old, I don't have the energy anymore. I don't ask for much now, just to play cards and make some money." Boss Hong chuckled, trying to clear his name, but Qin Xiaoyu had already walked away.
Qin Xiaoyu returned to the shop and saw a woman who looked familiar as soon as she entered. Before she could remember who she was, the woman had already introduced herself.
"My surname is Lu. You remember me, right? Xiaoman took you to my shop."
"Hello, Sister Lu." Qin Xiaoyu hurriedly went to greet her. This was a potential client, and she couldn't afford to offend her.
"I'm looking for a shop on this street, come and take a look," Sister Lu said, but her eyes never left the designs on the wall.
Qin Xiaoyu drew a question mark in her mind.
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