Actually, Liu Fugui knew he should refuse, but looking at Song Qingqing's face, he still shamelessly accepted.
He liked to gather information and didn't want to lose this connection with Song Qingqing.
Even though he knew he wasn't good enough for her, she was still the girl he fell for at first sight.
"I'm just contributing money, not effort. It's settled then."
"Go to the city tomorrow to get a shop license and hire two people. I'll transfer the money directly to your account." Song Qingqing made the firm decision, and that was the end of it.
Seeing her resolute attitude, Liu Fugui didn't say anything.
Faced with Song Qingqing's trust, he could only prove through his actions that he was not a good-for-nothing, that he had his strengths and merits.
The two finalized the matter.
The next day, Liu Fugui took his only sister to Huangcheng, and on the same day, Song Qingqing gave Liu Fugui five thousand yuan.
Renting a shop and hiring people, that's enough.
However, if the company incurs losses in the early stages, she will definitely have to cover a significant portion of the losses.
Fortunately, her shop's business has been booming ever since the people from Songjia Village came.
It wasn't until Wang Xiuhua finally came to their door that this happened.
"You heartless wretch! You hide here making money and getting rich, but you've caused all your cousins to go to jail. You're such a good granddaughter of the Song family!"
"Why doesn't God send down a bolt of lightning to kill you?!" As soon as Wang Xiuhua arrived, she sat on the ground and started throwing a tantrum.
Song Qingqing ignored her and instead searched behind Wang Xiuhua and the others. Sure enough, after a short while, she spotted Song Qingyi behind the crowd.
That's just how Song Qingyi is; she always hides behind others whenever she does anything.
Upon seeing this, Song Qingqing gave a cold smile, then walked straight towards Song Qingyi, grabbed her collar without saying a word, and started hitting her.
"Clap clap clap..." After a round of applause, Song Qingqing punched her in the stomach a few more times, knocking her to the ground.
If it weren't for the fact that murder is illegal in broad daylight, she would have sent Song Qingyi straight to hell.
To prevent her from stirring up trouble behind the scenes.
"Qingqing, you're crazy, you're crazy! I'm your sister, your twin sister!" The moment she fell to the ground, Song Qingyi burst into tears, covered her face, and loudly accused him.
Her pitiful appearance was truly heart-wrenching.
“I don’t have a sister like you. You’ve hidden away in the city and opened several shops, making money and buying a house and a car in just a few years. You live like a rich heiress, while I’m left to eat cold steamed buns every day and go hungry.”
He even lied to me, saying that Dad only gave tuition for one person and told me not to go to school.
If you were my older sister, how could you say that?
Song Qingyi, you are really disgusting. Have you never looked in a mirror and seen your ugly face?
What you've done goes far beyond that. Song Qingyi and the others said that the reason they robbed me last time was because you told them I had several thousand yuan.
Ha! I have a few thousand dollars, but how can I compare to you with tens of thousands?
I heard you earn three or four thousand a month. You must have made a lot of money these past few years!
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyi was clearly flustered, but being a seasoned actress, she quickly regained her composure and retorted loudly, "You're talking nonsense! How could I possibly have tens of thousands of yuan? How could I possibly buy a house, a car, and open a shop?"
They did not instigate their cousins to rob you; this is all your one-sided statement.
Qingqing, I know you don't like me as your older sister, but you can't talk nonsense like that!
If I were really that rich, I would definitely make sure Grandma lived a good life and that our Song family all got rich and lived a good life.
Unlike you, who, even after making money and becoming wealthy, doesn't know how to be filial to your elders and instead hides away, living a solitary life in secret.
Song Qingyi tried his best to shift the blame onto Song Qingqing.
They were afraid that her secret would be exposed and that she would be targeted by the Song family.
But how could Song Qingqing let her go? She was determined to expose her and let everyone know what a disgusting person Song Qingyi was.
"Oh! Really? Then may I ask where you got those Huangcheng genuine leather sandals you're wearing? These shoes cost two hundred and fifty yuan. I can't even afford them, how did you manage to buy them?"
And your real silver hair clip must have cost tens of dollars, and your dress—you must have spent nearly five hundred dollars from head to toe!
Don't think that you can fool people's discerning eyes by deliberately choosing an unremarkable color.
"What I have in abundance here are people who have seen good things." As soon as Song Qingqing said this, many voices of agreement immediately arose from outside the crowd.
It has been confirmed that Song Qingyi's clothes, though they may not look particularly impressive, are all high-end items that would cost at least five hundred yuan.
Wang Xiuhua isn't stupid. Song Qingqing might not know the value of goods, but do you think the people selling clothes and shoes wouldn't know them?
When she saw that many people pointed out that Song Qingyi's outfits started at five hundred, she immediately believed it halfway.
"Yi-yi, is what Qingqing said true? Do you own a house and a car in the city, and do you own several shops?" Wang Xiuhua's tone was exactly the same as when she was talking to Song Qingqing.
Song Qing inwardly cursed her bad luck, but on the surface she still pretended to be wronged. "Grandma, don't listen to what they say. The clothes I'm wearing were given to me by my classmates. I didn't know they were so valuable. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have accepted them."
"Really? We're in the same class. How come I didn't know you had such a good classmate who would spend 500 yuan on an outfit for you?"
"Say her name, and I'll call her over and ask her?" Song Qingqing sneered, tearing off her mask in front of everyone.
After saying that, Song Qingqing called Zhang Xiaoyan over, "Xiaoyan, you are also a classmate of our two sisters. Do you remember anyone in our class whose family is so well-off that they can afford to buy her this whole outfit?"
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyan, who was setting out the vegetables, raised her head and shook it like a rattle-drum, saying, "Except for a few boys from well-off families, all the girls in our class are just freeloaders."
Her words once again confirmed that Song Qingyi was lying.
Wang Xiuhua was furious and roared, "Fine, Song Qingyi, you good-for-nothing! You've actually learned to lie? What classmate? Are you kidding me?"
Seeing Wang Xiuhua's fury, Song Qingyi, despite her murderous glare, emphasized, "I'm not talking about classmates, I'm talking about someone from another class."
Song Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore. She took out a stack of investigation reports from the house, and also took out a copy of the contract between Song Qingqing and the landlord for renting and opening the shop, and threw it in front of Wang Xiuhua, Song Weijia and others.
Song Weijia picked it up and immediately widened his eyes, because he saw that Song Qingyi's rented room cost five thousand yuan a year.
Moreover, the lease is for three years. What does that mean?
This shows that Song Qingyi did indeed deceive all of them; she really did have tens of thousands of yuan.
"Mom, Yi-yi is lying. She is indeed rich and owns two shops with an annual rent of 10,000 yuan."
She's definitely much richer than Qingqing.
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