Zhang Ying's products sold out quickly, not only in Beijing but also attracting a number of wholesalers from other regions.
Seeing that the factory's delivery speed could not keep up, Zhang Ying's husband found a contract manufacturer in another city that was about to go bankrupt and rushed to produce a batch of goods, which were then supplied in large quantities to cities near Beijing.
Where there are goods, there is money to be made. The biggest advantage of the wholesale market is that every time you buy goods, you get cash. Zhang Ying sees tens of thousands of yuan in cash every day and deposits money into the bank every day. Once she has enough money, she transfers it to Chu Yu.
Chu Yu makes a lot of money from each of her companies, so she doesn't care about the extra tens of thousands in her savings account. To her, this amount of money is no different from pocket money.
Before the Lunar New Year, Chu Yu visited Song Jinjin and her mother with gifts. Song Jinjin's condition had been brought under control. Fearing something might happen, Song's mother rented a house near the hospital and continued to take Song Jinjin for treatment.
Chu Yu had given her a sum of money before, which she hadn't spent yet, so their livelihood wasn't a problem.
When Song's mother saw Chu Yu arrive, she was overjoyed. "We were so happy that you could come. Why did you bring anything?"
Song Jinjin has rarely seen outsiders lately, as she doesn't want others to see her puffy face. However, every time Chu Yu comes, her eyes are bright and her little expressions are especially cute.
"Sister Chu Yu."
"Jinjin," Chu Yu patted her head with a smile. Song Jinjin felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and inexplicably envied Chu Chu. Chu Chu was so lucky to have such a beautiful and gentle older sister. Song Jinjin was an only child; her grandparents and father all wanted a boy. Apart from her mother, she had never experienced family affection from anyone else. "Have you been reading properly lately?"
Song Jinjin nodded, "I've caught up on all the lessons I missed, and I want to go back to senior year next year and retake the college entrance exam."
Chu Yu nodded. There's nothing wrong with that. Sometimes, things can disrupt the routine of life.
"Aunt Song, how were Jinjin's test results?"
"The doctor said she is recovering very well, although her face still looks a little swollen, but she should be able to live like a normal person."
Mother Song is already very satisfied with the recovery.
Now that Song Jinjin is better, she wants to focus on seeking justice. She can't let Yaning get away with it; she must make Fu Yaning pay the price.
Chu Yu pondered for a moment and said, "Shall I find you a lawyer?"
Song's mother was really embarrassed to trouble her, "I can find it myself, I heard there's free assistance..."
Chu Yu was also quite annoyed with Fu Yaning. Letting such a person go unpunished and ruin a young girl's face was something she couldn't face her conscience about.
"You don't need to be so polite with me. This is the lawyer's business card. This firm has foreign shareholders and has been operating in mainland China for many years. They have a group of excellent lawyers who often take on cases that other firms wouldn't dare to take. I've already made arrangements with the law firm. If you need a lawyer, just go there directly."
Song's mother was extremely grateful. Ordinary people like them had nowhere to turn for help when they encountered trouble. They really didn't know who to turn to. Any relatives with a bit of influence or connections would avoid them like the plague. As soon as they heard that she wanted to sue Ya Ning, they refused to see her.
Chu Yu, however, took the initiative to stand up and help her.
Actually, if it were just Song Jinjin's problem, Song's mother could really forget about it and start over with her daughter. But Ya Ning has harmed so many young girls. Just thinking about how such a wicked brand is constantly harming young girls who love beauty makes her unable to get over this hurdle in her heart.
Song's mother wanted to seek justice for these girls.
After Chu Yu left, Song's mother opened the gift she had given her and found a red envelope containing 1,000 yuan. She couldn't help but tear up.
"Your sister Chu Yu is really something, always finding ways to help us. Jin Jin, you must remember Sister Chu Yu's kindness. When you grow up and make money, you must repay her properly."
Song Jinjin nodded firmly. She used to not know what the purpose of studying was, but after this brush with death, she understood many things.
Learning is not only for oneself, but also for better giving back to society and becoming a useful person.
She will remember Chu Yu's help and will repay Chu Yu in the future, while also helping other vulnerable girls like herself who need help.
Chu Yu's career is thriving, while Mao Xia, far away in the port city, has also reached a crossroads in her life.
Mao Xia and Xiang Yanlong had originally agreed that they would make money for him as soon as possible, but something went wrong. Xiang Yanlong's company had some problems with its paperwork, so it was delayed until mid-January. The two agreed that they would go to the company to transfer the money the next day.
After transferring the money, Xiang Yanlong took Mao Xia back to the Xiang family home for the New Year.
Mao Xia is pregnant. Xiang Yanlong, considering the baby in her belly, didn't dare to be too rough. That night, the two had a simple encounter. Xiang Yanlong held Mao Xia in his arms and described their bright future to her.
"As soon as your money arrives in the account tomorrow, I'll take you back to the Xiang family. You're a good person, you know how to take care of people, and you're pregnant with our Xiang family's child. My parents will definitely love you."
Mao Xia felt a sweet warmth in her heart. "What if your mother thinks I'm immoral because I got pregnant before marriage?"
"How could that be? My mom has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She has many designer bags and jewelry, which she has already promised to give to her daughter-in-law. If you can give the Xiang family a son, my mom will give you everything! My dad will also give you shares as a reward. I dare not say more, but it will definitely be one or two hundred million! Think about it, when you get married, our family will give you a dowry of fifty or sixty million, plus a ten-carat ring and a box of jewelry. After you give birth, there will be several hundred million in rewards from the family. There will be gifts for the child's first birthday party, an education fund for the child's schooling, and stock dividends... As long as you have a child, you will start with five or six hundred million in funds."
Xiang Yanlong's words made Mao Xia's heart pound. "I don't care about money. Even if your Xiang family gives me money, I will only keep it for the child."
"Don't worry, the Xiang family wouldn't stoop to taking advantage of our daughter-in-law's money. It's yours to keep! Spend it however you like."
The scene Xiang Yanlong described was something Mao Xia dared not even imagine.
She had a dream last night that she was pregnant with a boy. If the dream is accurate, Mao Xia can get a 500 million yuan reward from the Xiang family for giving birth to her son.
These wealthy families value offspring the most, so she went all out and gave birth to three or five children for the Xiang family.
In the end, won't all of the Xiang family's assets belong to her and her children?
After a good night's sleep, the next morning, Xiang Yanlong drove his red sports car and took Mao Xia to his friend's company.
The company building is located in a high-rise building in the suburbs of the port city. The surrounding buildings are densely packed and tower into the clouds. Mao Xia has been in the port city for more than a year and is still often amazed by these science fiction-like high-rise buildings.
They took the elevator to the top floor, and the company's employees would occasionally look up at her.
An employee ran over to open the door for them. "Young Master Xiang, you've arrived? Oh, and this young lady is..."
Mao Xia smiled and said, "My surname is Mao."
"Miss Mao? Young Master Xiang must really like you, right? This is the first time I've seen him bring a friend here."
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