Chapter 48 That's a Scoundrel
After learning painting, Song Rui took Nan Nan out for lunch and then rushed to the martial arts gym.
A martial arts school can save a lot of money compared to a violin.
Nan Nan's teacher's surname is Ye, she is in her fifties. Although she has participated in martial arts competitions and won prizes, because she is a female teacher, not many people come to learn from her.
Master Ye didn't care too much. When Song Rui came to see her, her attitude was normal and she didn't try hard to sell the products just to make money.
But she is very patient with her young disciples who are learning martial arts.
Song Rui felt that this was enough.
Nan Nan learns martial arts just to protect herself, not to compete professionally.
Classes are held in the yard and parents can sit nearby and watch.
Nan Nan is very small. She stood very tall in front of Master Ye, and her body swayed a little when the wind blew.
But she was very serious, with a stern face, and looked a bit like the serious Master Ye.
Song Rui, who was standing by, caught a glimpse of smile in Master Ye's eyes.
"What do you want to do by learning martial arts?"
Nan Nan thought of her mother's graceful demeanor in the morning, and said in a firm tone, "Cut people! Cut people like mom!"
“Puff…”
The two older children and their parents couldn't help laughing out loud.
Song Rui's face turned red and she was embarrassed.
Master Ye glanced at her and said, "As a parent, you still have to guide your child well. You can't teach your child like this. I don't want to raise an apprentice who bullies the weak."
Song Rui nodded quickly and silently covered her face with the bag in her hand.
Nan Nan’s first class was either horse stance or physical training.
It was a very cold day, but his forehead was covered with sweat and his little face was as red as a big tomato.
But she practiced very enthusiastically.
When it was a little kid running in circles, it looked like a happy white rabbit, which made Master Ye so amused that he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
During the break, her two senior sisters would hug her out of curiosity.
There were three girls who attended the class together. The sister with short hair was nine years old, and the other sister with two braids was eight years old.
Suddenly having a little junior sister, the two children looked happier than anyone else.
During the break, Master Ye did not leave, but just sat aside and watched. Seeing this, Song Rui felt much more relieved.
It seems that after sending Nan Nan to class, I can do other things and don’t have to stay here all the time.
After the class, Nan Nan's physical strength was exhausted.
She was like a doll that had lost its power, lying in Song Rui's arms without even wanting to lift her eyelids.
Song Rui hugged her and said goodbye to Master Ye, then took a taxi and left.
Before she got off the bus, the pager in her pocket beeped a few times.
She asked the driver to park the car at the entrance of the alley and called Meng Qingshu back.
The speed at which Meng Qingshu answered the phone made Song Rui suspect that she was waiting next to the phone.
Hearing Song Rui's voice, Meng Qingshu's loud voice could not be stopped, "Sister! Sold! Almost sold out! Hurry up and bring more!"
Song Rui looked at the time and saw that the first batch of 100 pairs was delivered at 11 o'clock.
It's just four o'clock in the afternoon, exactly five hours.
More than ten pairs every hour, and one pair can be sold in about three or four minutes.
But Song Rui knew that this was just the beginning.
When more people start wearing hairpins and word spreads, I’m afraid even a hundred pairs won’t be enough to sell in two hours.
"How much do you want this time? I'll deliver it to you later."
"Five hundred, no! One thousand!"
Meng Qingshu spoke in a decisive tone, her voice full of desire for money.
Song Rui agreed, hung up the phone, and sent Nan Nan to Song Hua.
Nan Nan lay down on the small quilt, turned over and continued to sleep soundly.
Song Rui went home to pick up the goods and then went to the Spring Shopping Mall again.
On the way, she was thinking that she should get a driver's license and buy a car.
Otherwise, taking a taxi every day is not only expensive, but also inconvenient.
Thinking about the current price of cars, an ordinary one would cost at least 100,000 yuan, Song Rui gave up the idea again.
One hundred thousand yuan in this era is equivalent to one million yuan in later generations.
What's more, the house hasn't been bought yet.
With this calculation, the money I earn is never enough.
Still have to keep working hard!
When the goods were delivered, Song Rui squeezed through the crowd.
Meng Qingshu's eyes lit up when she saw her.
He quickly took the goods, without even counting them, and secretly counted the money for her.
Six thousand yuan plus the six hundred yuan in the morning, Song Rui earned six thousand six in one day.
Just as she was about to leave, Meng Qingshu called her back and whispered, "Don't stay here for a while, hurry up and take a taxi. Zheng Yan's husband next door just went to the wholesale market to look for your goods, but he couldn't find them at all. The couple got really angry."
Song Rui was puzzled. "Doing business is not about fighting for territory. What do you want to do by getting angry at them?"
"Oh, you don't know, Zheng Yan's husband is a gangster, a complete gangster. If you, a young wife, go against him, you will suffer if he slaps you. Just be careful. I won't say anything more. I still have to sell the goods."
Meng Qingshu's voice became hoarse from working so hard, so she quickly turned around and continued selling goods.
Song Rui pretended to casually look in Zheng Yan's direction.
Compared to the morning, Zheng Yan's shop was much quieter, and most people gathered in front of Meng Qingshu's stall.
This is how business works, the more popular you are, the more people you can attract.
Customers all have this mentality. As soon as they enter the mall, they see a lot of people surrounding Meng Qingshu. They all rush over to see what’s new and naturally pass by Zheng Yan’s shop.
Zheng Yan met her gaze, but her eyes were vague and she pretended not to see her. Song Rui knew that what Meng Qingshu said was true.
If Zheng Yan had nothing to hide, she would definitely glare at her fiercely.
But Song Rui didn't want to hide either.
She is doing business honestly, no one should owe anyone anything, so why is she hiding?
Besides, hiding is not a long-term solution. She is not going to leave this time and never come back. There is a long time to go, and there is no end to hiding forever.
Song Rui walked right past Zheng Yan's stall with a swagger.
As soon as she walked out of the mall, a short man with a big belly called her from behind.
Song Rui turned around, and when the man saw her appearance clearly, his eyes changed immediately.
Song Rui took two steps back and understood why Meng Qingshu said that she would be at a disadvantage if she beat him.
Calling him a hooligan is a compliment; he is obviously a filthy scoundrel.
The small eyes narrowed, flashing a confident and vulgar light.
"Beautiful lady, would you mind chatting with me?"
Song Rui said coldly: "No reward, I know you are Zheng Yan's husband, if you have something to say, just talk here."
Zheng Yan’s husband’s surname is Hu. He is the sixth child in the family, so everyone calls him Hu Liu.
He smiled crookedly and said, "The beauty is quite focused on me. She even knows who I am. Then I'll get straight to the point. My wife has a bad temper, but please give me some face and let it go."
Song Rui sneered, "I don't know you, why should I give you face? But if you are talking about what happened this morning, then it is indeed over."
Anyway, she didn't suffer any loss.
"Let's turn the page, it's good to turn the page, you beautiful lady, you have a powerful tongue, if we turn the page, look at you..."
"I'm sorry about the goods. I have already promised to give it to Sister Meng exclusively. We are in business, so we can't have the final say."
"you……"
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