Wen Zhaoye's dark eyes flickered slightly as he parked the car in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, his thoughts still somewhat unfocused:
How does she know so much? She even knows that the young couple occasionally need to stay in hotels for business.
Xu Cuifen was illiterate and didn't understand the principles of long-winded discourse, but she thought it was remarkable that her daughter could talk so much.
She walked towards the supply and marketing cooperative, carrying a cloth bag, and praised it:
“My daughter’s mind has become really sharp now. She says things that I can’t understand at all, but it feels like only a cultured person could say such things.”
Wen Jiaojiao couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her beautiful face was lively and innocent, completely unaware that Wen Zhaoye's gaze was lingering on her face. She followed the crowd inside and said:
"I know a lot, but I don't have the money to invest. Otherwise, the first thing I would do is buy houses everywhere."
In the future, success in any business will require both skill and luck, but only this will guarantee 100% success and immense wealth.
Wen Zhaoye thought for a moment, realizing there was nothing at the factory that absolutely required his help, and still followed after them, saying:
"Buy whatever you need as soon as possible."
Xu Cuifen suddenly remembered that she was taking Wen Jiaojiao to a state-run restaurant for lunch, and assuming he was only following her because he was worried about her spending money on Wen Jiaojiao, she couldn't help but say:
"Zhaoye, I forgot to tell you, if you're not too busy at the factory, go back and take care of your dad first. My daughter and I are planning to do some more shopping, and we probably won't be back until the afternoon."
"He rode away on his bike. Shall we walk back?" Wen Jiaojiao refused. "No, it's too far. I'm still wearing my little leather shoes. My feet will get sore and bruised."
Xu Cuifen gave Wen Zhaoye an awkward smile, grabbed Wen Jiaojiao's arm and pulled her aside, lowering her voice as she said:
"Are you still going to eat braised pork knuckle or pork hock? I brought plenty of money today, planning to let you have a good meal. With him around, I have to watch my step when I order a wild vegetable soup."
Wen Jiaojiao did not agree and said:
"I'll buy it and cook it at home; I'm not going to walk back anyway."
Xu Cuifen had no other choice but to say:
"Okay, okay, after we buy the meat, Mom will take you to our usual clothing store to buy some clothes."
Wen Zhaoye didn't need to listen carefully to know what Xu Cuifen was thinking. In the past, he would have said something, but at this moment he didn't care at all.
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