Chu Yu gave her his delivery address and introduced her to several stalls in Wenzhou, suggesting that her husband visit Wenzhou when he had time.
Zhang Ying was deeply moved and treated Chu Yu like a living Buddha. She immediately told the man about it.
"I didn't ask you to do anything big, just to take some time to check on the construction team's progress."
Her husband couldn't say anything else. If it weren't for Chu Yu, their daughter would be dead by now. People should know how to be grateful. He wasn't an ungrateful person. Helping Chu Yu go to the construction site was no big deal.
With Zhang Ying's man helping her run errands at the construction site, Chu Yu felt much more at ease.
The business acumen she gave Zhang Ying's husband was all her own brainstorming. Zhang Ying's husband knew she was capable and dared not underestimate her. The next day, when the Chu Yu construction site was not busy, he took the night train to Wenzhou, bought the goods, and then took the same day's train back.
He wholesaled a lot of trendy items like pants and sunglasses. The prices were high in Beijing, and Zhang Ying's husband made a profit of twenty or thirty yuan per pair of pants, which was no less than what Chu Yu sold.
He could sell more than a dozen pairs of pants a day, and his sunglasses were always in high demand. At first, Zhang Ying's husband was a little embarrassed, but seeing that he could make money, he was willing to put aside his pride and set up a stall from 8 a.m. to night.
If it doesn't sell well here, I'll go somewhere else. I can change places four or five times a day, and I can sell two or three hundred on the busiest day.
Zhang Ying was overjoyed.
She chattered away to Chu Yu, telling her how good her man was at business and how hopeful she felt about the future.
Two or three hundred a day is indeed a lot. If you set up shop for a year or two, you can buy a house in Beijing, bring your daughter over, and live a more harmonious life than anyone else.
“It doesn’t matter whether your man has a degree or not. People are materialistic these days. As long as you can make money, they will look up to you. Your man is hardworking and steady. There are many opportunities in Beijing. He will definitely make a name for himself in the future.”
Zhang Ying's husband came from the countryside; he was a farmer who worked in the fields year-round, and his skin was tanned to a wheat color, making him look a bit older.
Chen Qiufen spoke of her man with a hint of disdain, but Chu Yu never did.
Chu Yu said that doing business could make money and that her man could make a name for himself. Zhang Ying felt hopeful about the future and was overjoyed. When she wasn't busy, she would even help her man set up his stall.
The couple set up two stalls together. Zhang Ying lacked experience and could only sell a few pairs of pants a day, but she could still earn forty or fifty yuan.
She earns more from her stall, so she doesn't need to work for Chu Yu during the summer.
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