Chapter 129 Stay Calm When Facing a Confession

Hang Jingshu cooked dinner at Yan's house in the evening before going back. At the gate of the compound, Hang Chenggang was pushing his bicycle and waiting for his sister.

It’s actually dinner time after we get home.

The eldest and second sisters of Hang and their families gathered together and started to eat when Hang Jingshu came home.

Seeing his family gathered together, Hang Jingshu also felt happy.

It was a cool midsummer night and the family set up a table in the courtyard to eat. Little Jinbao finished eating early and jumped around the table and sang.

Children are young and naive, and the starry summer sky is a rare and good time for leisure.

Wang Silan was still thinking about the printing factory her daughter had mentioned. After dinner, while everyone was talking, she asked her daughter directly, "Ni, what are we going to do with that printing factory you mentioned?"

Now that Wang Silan has the funds, the girl's previous experience reminds her that it is useless to just become a self-employed person.

When real problems arose, she still couldn't protect her children.

The daughter's will was changed, and the couple could do nothing. Rural people could hardly move in the city.

We need to have some real say in order to protect our children.

Sister Hang looked at Wang Silan disapprovingly: "Mom, you want to run a printing factory?"

Wang Silan said calmly: "Yes, while everyone is here, let's discuss it together."

Someone in the family works in the printing industry, and Wang Silan feels that what the young lady said is right. To do business, one must... seize the opportunity.

Seeing the eldest lady's disapproval, Wang Silan suddenly felt strange: "What's wrong, do you think it's not good?"

Hang Jingmei nodded first, then shook her head: "Xiang Chun and I have studied this matter. We need at least 50,000 yuan to run a printing factory."

So many!

Fifty thousand yuan is worth a lot of money these days. You can even buy a house for that price.

Hang Jingshu also thought it was very expensive.

Wang Silan's net profit this year was only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. She didn't have enough money to open a printing factory.

Hang Chenggang was also a little surprised: "It actually costs so much money?"

My parents made their fortune in the small commodity business, and suddenly they wanted to switch to the printing industry, but everyone thought it was unreliable.

Hang Jingmei explained: "Most of the printing factories in the city are still using lead plates, but the latest machines have been developed. Second-hand machines from abroad cost 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, or even more."

This price is really too much.

Hang Chenggang's face was solemn: "Don't we have domestically produced machines? Do we have to use foreign ones?"

Hang Jingmei sighed helplessly: "Yes, but it's not easy to use. There are too many typos and omissions. The first and second generation ones abroad are not expensive."

This is very uncomfortable.

"It's also hard to find printers. If you want to work in the printing industry, you have to buy paper. The prices of different types of paper vary, and printing machines are not cheap either."

In addition, you have to rent a venue, apply for a business license, and hire workers. You need people to cut, pack, deliver goods, and even run business.

Even if the whole family comes together, it is not enough.

Although the younger sister's idea sounded very attractive at first, in practice, Hang Jingmei and Wang Xiangchun both felt that it was too idealistic and impractical.

Wang Silan asked, "What kind of advertising company is that?"

This is even more ridiculous. Hang Jingmei waved her hands repeatedly and said, "Now only TV ads and newspaper ads are useful, but these are controlled by state-owned factories. How can we possibly get them?"

That's right.

What Wang Silan wanted was a business like a porcelain factory, where people would not dare to look down on her family, but the money required was too much and she had not calculated it.

Hang Jingmei saw that her younger sister hadn't said anything and thought that she didn't want to listen, so she quickly explained to her: "Little sister, I'm just being practical, don't be angry."

Hang Jingshu is no longer the willful little girl she used to be.

She understood that what Sister Hang said was right: "Sister, why should I be angry? You are right. I had a simple idea at that time."

But Second Sister Hang has also moved to the city, and it feels a bit of a waste if the whole family runs a small shop.

Hang Jingshu took a piece of watermelon and ate it slowly, thinking about other ways to make money.

When it comes to making money, the more the better.

It is not wise to take out a loan now, as domestically produced photosetters will only be available in a few years. Hang Jingshu thinks it is better to put it on hold for the time being, as there are so many ways to make money anyway.

The next day, Hang Jingshu was cooking at Yan's house as usual. But around noon, he heard Yu Lihong calling him in the living room: "Xiao Hang! Your phone is calling!"

Hang Jingshu came out of the kitchen after wiping his hands, very confused: "Looking for me? Who is it?"

Yu Lihong had already put the phone receiver into Hang Jingshu's hand: "It's a girl, she said she's your classmate, pick up the phone quickly."

It's strange that I've never given my phone number to any of my classmates.

It turned out that the person speaking on the phone was actually an acquaintance.

"Xiao Li, how do you know this phone number?"

Hang Jingshu really didn't expect Zhou Xiaoli to call here.

Zhou Xiaoli on the other end of the phone still spoke cheerfully: "Xiao Hang, no one in our class can find you, so I can only ask Aunt Lan.

Tomorrow night at five o'clock, Principal Wang will host a dinner at the Sheraton Hotel. All of our classmates and teachers will be having dinner together. You must come."

That's right, I'm working in a strict family and ordinary people really can't contact me.

During her repeat year, Hang Jingshu got along well with her classmates in Class 1, so she agreed straightforwardly: "Okay, I'll definitely go."

The next day was gloomy and it rained for half the day. Fortunately, the sky cleared up in the afternoon and the sunset was as gorgeous as a rainbow. At the door of the hotel, Hang Jingshu met Wang Chongyun, who was dressed in new clothes.

"Squad leader, aren't you hot in a suit in the middle of summer?"

Although this suit fits me well, it's so hot...

Wang Chongyun is hot, how could he not be hot.

Li Guoping always said that suits look handsome, but this thing is really hot.

Especially when he saw Hang Jingshu, Wang Chongyun didn't know whether he was blushing because of the heat or because he saw her blushing.

One always wants to maintain a good image in front of the person one likes. Wang Chongyun wiped the sweat from his forehead without leaving a trace and smiled softly at Hang Jingshu: "It's okay, I just want to dress more formally."

Hang Jingshu also dressed up today.

The egg-blue dress with a fitted waist set off her fair complexion. Her hair was tied up in a half-loose bun, and she looked much fairer and prettier than when she was in school.

It also made Wang Chongyun more nervous.

"Well, I'll take you in first."

Arriving at the private room, the students all looked refreshed.

Zhou Xiaoli even had her hair permed.

The short permed hair makes her look more radiant, and wearing a red shirt dress, she is a true Hong Kong-style beauty.

Zhao Qingying also wore a dress, and it seemed that the female classmates in the class evolved in an instant, from that classmate to a beautiful lesbian.

The conversation was very lively during the meal, and in the end, no one knew who started it, but everyone in the class started toasting.

When they finally dispersed, they were all picked up by their parents in a tangle of emotions.

Not many people dared to let Hang Jingshu drink, but Wang Chongyun really drank a lot.

Everyone at the table could see that Wang Chongyun was interested in Hang Jingshu.

In the midsummer evening breeze, Wang Chongyun gently called Hang Jingshu at the door of Xilaihe:

"Xiao Hang, actually I really...I really like you very very much..."

Hang Jingshu blinked and responded to the confession calmly.

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