Moreover, the police have already intercepted a large sum of money that Zhou Fangchun was transferring overseas.
We've got the money and the people, enough to throw a celebration banquet. As for Zhou Jian'an who escaped, we'll just do our best to capture him.
"She still has the nerve to cry. I heard that tens of thousands of people were murdered in Beijing. Many of them lost everything, jumped off buildings, burned charcoal, committed suicide, jumped into rivers, or took poison... She harmed so many people, and before they even cried, she started crying."
"I heard that this woman cheated a lot of people out of their money back in her hometown. She has no heart."
The two policewomen discussed it, and when they thought about how Zhou Fangchun had been thrown into the sea by one of their own, they felt a sense of gratification.
The wheels of justice turn slowly but surely; those who do evil will be punished. Zhou Fangchun should go back and face the consequences of the law.
"Chu Yu, have you heard? The boss of the mutual aid society has been arrested and brought back," Zhang Ying said.
Chu Yu found it strange. Zhang Ying hadn't invested any money, so how did she know about these things?
“My husband runs a street stall near the police station. In the middle of the night, he heard the off-duty police officers talking about how the person had been caught and was being sent back to Beijing for interrogation.”
"Was it a man or a woman who was arrested?"
"It should be a woman."
So, they only captured Zhou Fangchun, and Zhou Jian'an escaped?
Zhou Jian'an thus successfully made his way to the port city.
I have no idea what Li Jinchao and Chen Shunan are doing.
However, Hong Kong is not the mainland. Chu Yu and Longcheng have a cooperative relationship. Longcheng has many underlings. Zhou Jian'an being in Hong Kong means he has entered her surveillance range.
Zhang Ying leaned closer and whispered, "Chu Yu, there's something I'd like to ask you about."
"you say."
"Look, this year you asked me to sell goddess calendars, and they've been selling like hotcakes. To be honest, we're making a couple thousand yuan a day. My husband and I never dreamed money could be so easy to earn. Now that this batch of calendars is almost sold out, we have tens of thousands of yuan in our pockets. My husband and I are thinking of opening a shop next year."
These days, setting up a street stall is more profitable than opening a shop.
Setting up a street stall is not a long-term solution. Opening a store can be expanded in the future, becoming a chain store, a listed company, or other investments.
In comparison, the roads for setting up street stalls are too narrow.
What kind of shop do you two want to open?
"We can't go through the snack shop, clothing store, hardware store, home appliance store, or furniture store, so we're thinking of selling children's toys, or socks, or jeans and stuff like that."
The 1980s were a boom year for low-end manufacturing. Back then, as long as you were willing to work hard and dared to invest money to open a factory, whatever you produced would sell very well.
In times of scarcity, there was nothing easier to do than low-end manufacturing; even the real estate industry had to give way.
In a few years, online shopping will flourish and low-end manufacturing will gradually decline, but before that, there will be at least two decades of golden age.
Chu Yu pondered that Zhang Ying's husband was hardworking, so why not let him go into business?
Chu Yu said, "Let your man open a small factory. It doesn't have to be big, and he doesn't have to know anything about it. Rent a small storefront, hire a few workers, and produce some goods every day. Sell them to the street vendors nearby first. Once you have a sales channel, you can expand the scale. As for what to make, I'm thinking toys, clothing, and socks would all work."
Zhang Ying had considered getting into the clothing business, but unfortunately, the clothing industry had low barriers to entry these days; all you needed was a few sewing machines and a few skilled workers. However, Chu Yu was in the clothing business, although Mandarin's scale was far beyond what Zhang Ying could match.
But Zhang Ying was helped up by Chu Yu. She can't rely on his help and then compete with him, taking away his job, right?
Therefore, Zhang Ying was a little embarrassed to say that she also wanted to work in the clothing industry.
Chu Yu smiled as she listened. This at least proved that Zhang Ying was a person with good values. Chu Yu felt comfortable associating with someone who was so clear-headed.
"That's alright. We at Mandarin take the high-end route, which doesn't conflict with yours. You can do whatever you want."
Zhang Ying laughed: "My husband and I didn't plan to start a clothing business. It's just that it's inconvenient to get the goods. We thought if a certain style became popular, we could get some fabric and make the same style. Wholesale is definitely better than setting up a street stall. My husband is hardworking, but after winter comes to Beijing, it's windy and rainy, and we can't find a decent place to set up a street stall."
Chu Yu thought the idea was feasible.
"Don't try to do too much. Get up early and make some easy-to-sell items, like jeans or denim clothing."
Zhang Ying repeatedly assured, "We will avoid selling any of the models that Mandarin has."
Zhang Ying has grown up quite quickly, but some people at school look down on her when they hear that her boyfriend is just a street vendor. They think that Zhang Ying, a graduate of Tsinghua University, has found a boyfriend who is just an ordinary person, which is a disgrace to Tsinghua University and quite embarrassing to talk about.
Zhang Ying was quite open-minded. She messed up her street stall? It wasn't anything shameful. She earned money with her own hands, and she didn't feel ashamed at all.
What's truly shameful are those so-called intellectuals who view people through tinted glasses and categorize them into different classes.
Before the Lunar New Year, Zhang Ying and her family, carrying large bags of local specialties and gifts, visited Chu Yu's family to offer their New Year greetings.
Xiao Hua also arrived, and upon seeing Chu Yu, she rushed over and hugged her leg.
Shu Hui hadn't raised a child in many years, so she quickly found some canned food for her. "This child is so cute. She looks much better than she did in the summer. She's also gained some weight and grown taller."
Grandma Zhang Ying smiled and said, "After the surgery, she ate much better and had more energy. Before, we didn't dare let her run and jump around, but now she doesn't get out of breath when she runs and jumps. Xiaohua is more like a child now. We are so grateful to your family for helping us find a doctor and for lending us money for Xiaohua's medical treatment."
Zhang Ying's mother-in-law is a cheerful woman from the north, with a kind face and a straightforward manner.
Deng Fangping brought out washed fruit to entertain them. Shu Hui and Deng Fangping were both from the countryside. In previous years, during the Spring Festival, every household would visit each other, creating an incredibly lively atmosphere.
When you come to the city for the New Year, none of your neighbors know each other, and people in big cities are very discreet, so hardly anyone comes to your house.
Deng Fangping felt it was a bit deserted.
When Zhang Ying's family came to pay their New Year's respects, Deng Fangping was quite happy. She chatted with Zhang Ying's parents-in-law for a while. People of the same generation have things to talk about, and the atmosphere was different when there were more people in the house.
Chinese New Year is nothing more than the same old thing.
Deng Fangping and Shu Hui had started preparing in advance, frying meatballs and lotus root cakes, and cooking fish, meat, and chicken in advance. This year, since they were spending the Spring Festival in Beijing, Chu Yu specially arranged for someone to transport a sheep from Inner Mongolia, sending some to the Dai family and keeping the rest for himself.
She had prepared lamb rolls early in the morning, along with some meatballs, vermicelli, vegetables, garlic sprouts, shrimp paste, and other ingredients to make a hot pot.
With steaming hot food served with hot pot, the family gathered around the table, eating heartily, finally giving it a bit of a New Year's feel.
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