Wen Qing didn't know what was going on and didn't dare to go forward, so she stopped.
"Sister Wen Qing!"
Wen Qing turned her head and saw Bao Hong running over with a joyful expression.
"Bao Hong, what are you doing here?" Wen Qing asked.
"I'll be waiting for you."
"What are you waiting for me for?"
Bao Hong smiled and handed a newspaper to Wen Qing: "Sister Wen Qing, take a look!"
Wen Qing took it and left. He saw his name, the words "Feng Qing," and the title of champion on the newspaper.
Wen Qing was somewhat incredulous. The champion? At the time, Wang Zhishan hadn't given her any requirements or hints, only saying "beautiful" was enough. Although she really wanted to win the championship, she was actually quite calm. She just wanted to draw the "beautiful" clothes in her heart. At that time, she understood beauty as the beauty of clothing and the beauty of the human body lines.
So she made beautiful trench coats and black trousers, and conservative underwear that accentuated the lines of the human body.
I never expected to actually win the championship.
"Is this Wen Qing me?" Wen Qing asked.
"It's you, of course it's you!" Bao Hong said excitedly. "The newspaper really works! The newspaper arrived in the morning, everyone saw it by noon, and in the afternoon, many people came to buy clothes!"
Wen Qing was delighted to hear this.
Bao Hong continued, "Aunt Xiao and the girl we just hired are extremely busy. Aunt Xiao thought you would definitely come back after school, so she asked me to wait for you here. She also told you that there is a group of reporters waiting for you among this group of people."
"Does that mean you want me to remain a mystery?" Wen Qing asked with a smile.
"Yes, it's all about mystery! Sister Wenqing, you're a cultured person, the way you speak is just different."
Wen Qing smiled and said, "You should go back now. I'll be careful."
"Okay." Bao Hong walked away with a smile.
Wen Qing stood there, raising her eyebrows to glance at the thriving business of Feng Qing Clothing Store, then at the newspaper in her hand, scrutinizing it closely, her heart churning with a mix of emotions.
She put the newspaper away. At Fengqing Clothing Store, Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong were there, and they had also hired two capable young girls, so they didn't need her help at all.
So Wen Qing didn't linger at Feng Qing Clothing Store, but instead headed towards Green Garden.
I walked to a public phone and called Master Yan in the county town, asking him to rush out more clothes, as Fengqing Clothing Store had been ordering a lot of stock lately.
"Young boss, how much do you want?" Master Yan asked.
“Five to ten times the usual amount,” Wen Qing said.
Master Yan was taken aback: "So much?"
“Yes, we’ll find more people if we don’t have enough. Also, I’d like to buy the shop next door,” Wen Qing said calmly.
But Master Yan couldn't stay calm: "Young boss, can you really sell that many?"
"able."
Master Yan hesitated, but after spending a long time with her, he knew that Wen Qing was no ordinary girl. Wen Qing was not only smart but also had a far-sighted and unique vision. So far, Wen Qing's decisions had not only been correct, but each one had also led to a qualitative leap for Wen Qing.
So after hesitating for a while, Master Yan trusted Wen Qing completely and said, "Let's start a night shift first, and then hire more people. That way, we'll have more work."
"Master Yan, you've worked hard. When I go back this weekend, I will pay you on a piece-rate basis. The more you work, the more you will earn. I won't treat you unfairly."
"Young boss, what are you saying? If it weren't for Feng Qing, we wouldn't be able to find a place to make money." This was indeed the case. In this era, there was a period when the government did not allow people to do business, considering it "speculation and profiteering," which led to many ordinary people having a prejudice against doing business.
Later, the government stopped suppressing it and even encouraged it. Not only did the people not understand this, but most of them were completely lost.
Therefore, even those with skills often turn their livelihood into financial ruin, and their lives remain difficult.
People like Wen Qing not only made their businesses thrive, but also provided employment opportunities for so many people to support their families. They truly set a precedent, so how could Master Yan and others not like them?
Wen Qing smiled and said, "You've solved a big problem for me, Master Yan. Thank you for your hard work. I also have winter coats to make, so we'll be busy."
"It's good to be busy, it's good to be busy." Master Yan was extremely happy, and his diligence was almost overflowing from his voice.
Feng Qing smiled.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Qing wanted to call Yao Shiling, but there wasn't a single telephone in the entire Shuiwan Village.
In addition, Shuiwan Village does not yet have electricity.
Her family's thatched hut has not yet been replaced with a tiled house.
The dirt road hasn't been repaired yet...
Thinking about it this way, she realized she had so much to do.
With that in mind, Wen Qing wrote these things down in her notebook, preparing to put them into practice one by one.
That evening, besides making clothes and reading, Wen Qing also re-planned her upcoming schedule. Winning the "Jin Ying Cup" championship was completely unexpected, but it greatly accelerated Feng Qing's progress.
This will allow Feng Qing to take a big step forward, and at the same time, the name "Feng Qing" will gradually permeate every street and alley.
After morning self-study the next day, Wen Qing asked her homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhao, for leave.
"Because of what's in the newspaper?" Teacher Zhao asked.
"Mm." Wen Qing nodded.
"I never expected you to have this kind of talent," Teacher Zhao said with a smile.
Wen Qing blushed slightly. Since she returned to school, her homeroom teacher, Teacher Zhao, had been very caring and attentive to her, which gave her a new perspective on school life.
"Work hard. As long as it doesn't interfere with your studies, it's good to develop in multiple areas," said Teacher Zhao.
"Thank you, Teacher Zhao." Wen Qing bowed slightly.
"Go ahead," Teacher Zhao said with a smile.
Wen Qing immediately returned to the classroom. As she was getting her schoolbag, she noticed Ji Ningzhi sitting blankly at her desk. Wen Qing smiled, picked up her schoolbag, and said to Wan Min, "I'm leaving."
"Where are you going?" Wan Min asked.
"Something came up, so I took leave."
"Is everything alright?"
"No, it's something that can be resolved."
"That's good."
As she spoke, Wen Qing picked up her schoolbag and ran straight out of the school. Without looking at Ji Yanjun, she felt much more at ease. Back in Green Garden, she changed her clothes into a white shirt, black pants, and leather shoes, a very mature outfit. She tied her hair up, drew her eyebrows in front of the mirror, and applied light lipstick. Then, she picked up her handbag and left Green Garden.
As soon as she stepped out, she attracted the attention of many people, but Wen Qing accepted it calmly and went straight to Feng Qing Clothing Store.
"Sister Wenqing, you look so beautiful today!" Bao Hong admired Wenqing's strength, her intelligence, and even more so, her beauty.
"Thank you." Wen Qing smiled faintly, her smile bright yet comfortable.
"Wen Qing," Aunt Xiao called out.
"Aunt Xiao."
By this time, many people had already come to the store, drawn by its reputation. Upon hearing the name "Wen Qing," they all turned their heads, only to be stunned by what they saw.
Wen Qing is so young? They thought she was an old tailor in her fifties or sixties.
Wen Qing is so beautiful? Isn't it said that God doesn't let talented people be too beautiful?
Wen Qing's clothes are so beautiful? Who said "shoe sellers are all barefoot"?
In short, Wen Qing attracted everyone's attention. If these people understood the concept of "endorsement," then Wen Qing was endorsing herself.
Wen Qing's clothes were so beautiful that she walked towards Aunt Xiao under everyone's gaze.
"Wen Qing, what brings you here? Don't you have class today?" Aunt Xiao asked.
Wen Qing replied, "I have class, but I asked for leave."
"Why?"
"Because someone is looking for me."
As soon as Wen Qing finished speaking, the sound of firecrackers crackling came from outside the shop. Everyone looked out and saw people carrying banners and certificates, all dressed in suits and looking very impressive.
"Who is it? Who is this?!"
"People from the newspaper?"
"You're an official, aren't you? Can't you see? You're wearing a four-button suit!"
"..."
Even Aunt Xiao was curious about who it was.
Wen Qing said with a smile: "The vice mayor of Nanzhou City, representatives of the competition organizing committee, Wang Zhishan, and their henchmen."
"Deputy, deputy, deputy mayor! What's he doing here?" Aunt Xiao was shocked. She never thought that in her half-life, besides seeing the village chief, she would see a living official.
“I called Wang Zhishan yesterday. He said the competition was nationwide and I was lucky enough to win first place, so I was very fortunate to meet the vice mayor.”
Wen Qing spoke lightly, but Aunt Xiao was at a loss. Faced with these important figures, she had no idea what to do.
Fortunately, both Wang Zhishan and the deputy mayor only had eyes for Wen Qing. They presented Wen Qing with a banner, said sincere words of praise to her, offered routine words of encouragement, and of course, gave her a bonus of 10,000 yuan in person.
Wen Qing's composure and humility impressed the others, who praised him repeatedly.
Although the vice mayor and his entourage did not stay for long, it was enough to cause a huge uproar in Nanzhou!
The deputy mayor of Nanzhou actually went to Fengqing Clothing Store in Damo Plaza to personally present Wen Qing with a banner, a certificate, and 10,000 yuan. In short, this Wen Qing is amazing!
These turbulent waves brought Wenqing a direct benefit: in addition to the supply of Fengqing clothing falling short of demand, orders kept pouring in, not only from local cities but also from other cities.
Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong were extremely busy, but they were still very happy. Wen Qing handed over the shop to Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong and returned to Fengqing Garment Factory in the county town. After negotiating the expansion of the shop, he returned to Shuiwan Village.
Yao Shiling was feeding the cattle when she saw Wen Qing and asked in surprise, "Wen Qing, why are you back?"
Wen Qing laughed: "I'll come back and build a house."
"What kind of house are you building?" Yao Shiling turned around and saw a tractor on the dirt road, loaded with bricks. "You want to build a tiled house?" she asked.
“Mom, didn’t you say you didn’t want to live in the county town? Then let’s stay in Shuiwan Village, where it’s a bit nicer,” Wen Qing said, linking arms with Yao Shiling.
Yao Shiling smiled and said, "You're the one who wastes money. I'm the one who can't bear to part with your dad."
When Wen Qing's father was mentioned, Wen Qing was slightly lost in thought: "Mom, Aunt Wang said that you didn't cry when Dad passed away."
“What’s the use of crying? Besides, you and Wen Liang and Wen Peng still have to take care of each other.”
"Mom, that's so good. If I die, don't cry."
"What nonsense are you spouting!" Yao Shiling scolded Wen Qing.
Wen Qing chuckled, "Mom, you've all been so good to me in this life, I'll definitely live my life to the fullest!"
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