Shulan wasn't unaware that this was standard practice for state-owned enterprises, but Fu Dongjun was far too arrogant and reckless at such a young age; he was bound to get into trouble sooner or later.
It was Chinese New Year, and Shulan didn't want to argue with him, so she drove home.
Fu Dongjun smiled and said, "You must take my words to heart. These days, honest people don't make money. For a clothing store like yours, you can secretly buy the goods yourself and have the sales recorded in your account. You can earn at least several hundred yuan more each month. Don't underestimate those few hundred yuan; it adds up to four or five thousand yuan a year! Four or five thousand yuan is enough to buy two TVs and still feed our whole family for a year."
Shulan laughed in exasperation. "So young, why are you always focused on such petty things to gain an advantage?"
Shulan may be poor, but she has always looked down on people like that. She has never seen anyone who likes to take advantage and play petty tricks become rich! People like Dai Donglin, Mi Fei, and Chu Yu, who are truly rich, don't care about trivial matters at all.
If Shulan wanted to falsify accounts, she could line her own pockets, but in Chu Yu's words, they were going to become a listed company with assets of hundreds of billions!
Shulan's net worth is only a few million, but she owns shares in Mandarin clothing stores and cosmetics. She believes that she will become a world-renowned female tycoon, just as Chu Yu said, and she doesn't care about such petty gains.
Shulan's smile was a bit strange. Fu Dongjun thought this guy was stupid. If Shulan didn't run a clothing store and earn more than him, he really wouldn't have chosen someone as foolish as Shulan.
She can't even do falsified accounts, what future does she have!
Shulan didn't let Fu Dongjun into her house. She stopped at the entrance of a nearby alley. The houses there were dilapidated, and Fu Dongjun assumed that Shulan was renting a place there. He didn't even see her off and turned around and left.
Lao Qi and Xiao Wen are training in Beijing and will be joining a film crew after the New Year. They won't have a break this year. Chu Yu asked Shu Hui and Shen Jun to make extra dumplings, freeze them, and send them over. She also brought them a portion of chicken, duck, and fish that she had cooked at home.
Lao Qi and Xiao Wen were quite touched. They are from the South, and their tastes are quite different from those of Northerners, but Northern dumplings are delicious, so they can accept them.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou," Lao Qi said with a smile.
"Take a break this year, and after filming three martial arts movies next year, we'll give you a vacation at the end of the year. By the way, is Xiaowen settling in alright?"
“He adapted quite well. The company even arranged cultural classes for us, teaching us how to act, sing, and answer reporters’ questions. We learned from the teacher every day and got better and better. Xiaowen is smarter than me and knows many more characters than me. Sometimes when I encounter unfamiliar characters in the newspaper, he is the one who tells me.”
The seventh brother practiced martial arts from a young age, dropped out of school early, and had little cultural knowledge, which was a common characteristic of many actors in the 1980s.
However, no matter what industry you're in, you can't do it long-term without cultural knowledge and literacy.
Chu Yu's training for the actors not only included vocal and physical training, but also took into account traditional cultural knowledge, including some common cultural knowledge of the port city, living habits, taboos of the film crew, etc. Chu Yu had people explain these to them.
Fortunately, Lao Qi and Xiao Wen are from the South and are well-accustomed to the customs of the port city, so they learn these courses better than the others.
After visiting Lao Qi and Xiao Wen, Chu Yu went home to prepare for the New Year.
This year, Shen Jun celebrated the Lunar New Year with them again, which can be considered as a homecoming party for Uncle Shu's family. Shen Jun is good at handling things and brought over oysters, abalone, crabs, and Australian lobsters, which broadened Uncle Shu's horizons.
Uncle Shu wasn't poor, but he came from the countryside and had never really eaten anything good. His family only ate a few things, so he had never seen anything like this before.
Shen Jun's Chu Jiali Buffet has dealings with many seafood suppliers, enabling her to obtain the best sources of goods. Needless to say, the quality of what she brings is exceptional.
Chu Yu hadn't eaten seafood in a long time. Shen Jun steamed the crabs, and then simply steamed the oysters, abalone, and Australian lobster, before adding some minced garlic. Seafood is all about freshness; if the cooking method is too complicated, you lose the original flavor.
Before the New Year, Dai Donglin asked Mi Fei to deliver gifts, all of which were high-quality imported items, such as cigarettes, alcohol, ginseng, and abalone. Shu Hui kept some, the imported skincare products were given to Shen Jun, and the cigarettes, alcohol, and meat were given to Deng Fangping.
As Deng Fangping accepted Dai Donglin's gifts, she clicked her tongue inwardly, thinking that Chu Yu's boyfriend was a good person and had good manners, unlike that Fu Dongjun, who seemed quite clever but kept talking about marrying Shu Lan but never mentioned visiting her.
Deng Fangping didn't care about the gift; she just felt that the man was too cunning, always thinking about taking advantage of the woman and unwilling to give a single penny. Deng Fangping had been through thick and thin in society all her life, and she could see through what this cunning young man was thinking at a glance.
She thought Shulan had terrible taste; her first man was no good, and now this one is no good either.
While they were eating, their neighbor came over to borrow soy sauce. Deng Fangping took the soy sauce and saw her neighbor out. In the distance, she saw a man pushing a cart, looking around nearby.
Deng Fangping frowned. "Comrade, what are you looking at?"
Fu Dongjun was taken aback to run into someone else during the Chinese New Year and was momentarily stunned. "Auntie, I'd like to ask if there are any rooms around here that are rented to migrant workers?"
Deng Fangping looked at her suspiciously, "Why are you asking this?"
"It's nothing, it's just that my girlfriend lives here, and I wanted to come and see her. It's the New Year, and it's not easy for her to work and live alone in the capital, is it?" Fu Dongjun looked respectable and spoke sincerely, so most people would actually believe him. But Deng Fangping was worldly-wise; she owned a chain of dumpling shops, and she had seen all kinds of young people. As soon as Fu Dongjun stuck out his butt, she knew exactly what kind of shit he wanted to poop.
"Your girlfriend? What's your girlfriend's name? I'm very familiar with this area. Tell me her name, and maybe I'll know and ask around for you."
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
