Zhao Qinglan handled this matter exceptionally well.
When she returned to the city and called her uncle to report the situation, Sun Guangming praised her highly.
Although Sun Guangming didn't come along, he was worried that his sister and niece might be taken advantage of, so he told them to make sure to call him back.
Zhao Qinglan, her mother, and her sister had a total of over two thousand yuan with them when they went out. Zhao Qinglan immediately called the company office and asked Qin Zhaocai to wire her three thousand yuan right away.
Because of this, the mother and her daughters will have to stay in the county town for a few more days.
Zhao Qinglan hadn't had time to meet Sui Wenjing before, but now that she had some free time, she invited Sui Wenjing and her husband out for a meal.
When Sui Wenjing heard that the mother and her daughters were going to donate five thousand yuan, she was shocked.
"Qinglan, it's fine for you to do good deeds, but don't empty your own pockets too. Let's not hold a grudge."
Sui Wenjing knew that Zhao Qinglan was in business, but she had never inquired about the scale of Zhao Qinglan's business, so she was shocked when she heard the amount of five thousand yuan.
After all, these days, even a single person with ten thousand yuan would cause a sensation. Five thousand yuan is equivalent to many years' income for a worker.
Zhao Qinglan smiled. "Sister Sui, don't worry, we're not trying to save face. Since we've decided to come up with this amount, we won't break the bank."
Putting aside how much money her several military-civilian joint venture stores earn her each year, Zhang Yu's annual dividends alone are a frightening figure.
Her current net worth is only known to her husband.
She originally planned to pay all five thousand yuan herself, but her mother and sister insisted, so she only paid three thousand in the end.
Upon hearing Zhao Qinglan's tone, Sui Wenjing gasped, exchanged a glance with her equally shocked husband, and then asked, "Qinglan, how big is your business now?"
Before Zhao Qinglan could answer, Zhao Qingzhu answered for her sister.
"Sister Sui, my sister owns several stores now, and she's got a really thick waist."
"That's good, that's good. Qinglan, you're really doing better and better now." Sui Wenjing said sincerely.
"Sister Sui, how are things between you and Brother Aiguo now?"
Sui Wenjing sighed. "That's how it is. Your older brother has a fixed salary, and mine is about the same. In the past year or so, the garment factory's performance has been getting worse and worse, and I'm not earning as much as before."
Zhao Qinglan immediately understood what was going on.
In the past, everything relied on ration coupons, and there was always a shortage of everything. State-owned factories had no worries about profits.
But now, there are more and more individual business owners, and foreign and Taiwanese businessmen are also entering the mainland to invest and compete.
The profits of many large state-owned factories have been affected, and the situation will only worsen in the future.
If we don't put in the effort to reform and adapt to the market, we will be eliminated sooner or later.
But she could only think these things in her heart and couldn't tell Sui Wenjing and her husband, since they weren't the people in the factory who could make decisions.
She could only suggest, "Sister Sui, you could develop some side hustles in your spare time."
"What side hustle?" Sui Wenjing had absolutely no idea.
"Look, you work in a garment factory, so you must be quite familiar with this area. Why don't you find someone to partner with and open a clothing store outside, source the goods from elsewhere and sell them, or sell some clothing-related items?"
She knew of people who had made a fortune just by selling inconspicuous buttons.
"Will this work?" Sui Wenjing hesitated.
"Sister Sui, you'll only know if it works after you try it. If you're really going to buy clothes, don't buy locally made ones. Go to other places, especially the south, where there are more styles and the prices are cheaper. It just depends on whether you have the courage to do it."
"Alright, I'm going back now. I'll discuss this further with your older brother."
Such a big decision is one she can't make up her mind about in a short time.
After finishing their meal, Zhao Qinglan and the others returned to their hotel to rest.
Once the remittance arrived, Zhao Qinglan quickly went to the post office to withdraw the money. Accompanied by Li Aiguo, the mother and her daughters went to Zhao Family Village.
They were really worried about taking so much money at once.
Ever since Zhao Qinglan and the others left that day, there has been no news. Zhao Lao Er and Zhao Lao San's families started gossiping about them in the village.
It's likely that this mother and daughter put on an act, fooled everyone, and then ran away.
When they heard this, some villagers actually started to have doubts. After all, five thousand yuan was no small amount. Were Zhao Qinglan and the others really willing to take it out?
However, the rumors were dispelled when Zhao Qinglan and her daughters delivered the money to the village.
Actually, the village secretary has been feeling uneasy these past two days, afraid that Zhao Qinglan will let the sheep run wild.
Fortunately, Zhao Qinglan kept her word.
Because of this 5,000 yuan, the Party Secretary even organized a donation ceremony on the spot.
Although Zhao Qinglan and her colleagues didn't care about these things, they were still quite moved by the villagers' heartfelt gratitude.
Small places can't keep secrets. Zhao Qinglan and her group had just returned to the county town and hadn't even left by train yet when the news spread to the surrounding villages and towns, and soon it reached the county.
As usual, after finishing her meal, Grandma Wang picked up her beloved radio and headed outside, intending to listen to the compliments from her neighbors.
She had been sitting there for quite a while, but none of the people sitting around her were looking at her; they were all excitedly discussing other things.
She listened carefully and heard the name of her former daughter-in-law.
"The person you're talking about is named Zhao Qinglan?"
Old Mrs. Wang no longer lives in the clothing factory's residential compound, and the surrounding neighbors no longer know about the old Wang family's past troubles.
"Yes, he's a rich man, and a very philanthropist. He gave away eight thousand dollars in one go."
"That can't be right, I heard it was ten thousand." Someone immediately said from the side.
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