Chapter 118 Chu Song's Mysterious Letter
Apart from the initial greetings, the bald man didn't say a word afterwards. His expression only became uglier and uglier. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was extremely dissatisfied.
He looked down on the fat man from the bottom of his heart for "defection" so quickly. It was obvious that the Third Factory was not even worthy of following him before, but now he suddenly turned around and acted like a big boss. How could he swallow this!
Chu Song smiled at him, but that smile was sinister.
The bald man scowled and refused stubbornly, "No thanks. I've already thought it over. I won't sell it at 40% off."
Chu Song: "Oh, then it's up to you."
This nonchalant tone made the bald man choke again, as if they had taken such a great advantage that they were asking her to sell it!
Looking at the nominal boss again, Liang Jiayao had his head down, oblivious to what was happening outside. What was he busy doing? Busy peeling shrimp for Chu Song.
Bald: “…” There’s really no hope.
In the end, the bald guy went home very angry, and even the fat guy advised him to be patient, he refused to listen. They almost became enemies. What a bullshit "When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head"!
Isn’t it because of some crooked tricks that the Third Factory has achieved what it has today?
It’s just advertising on TV. If Factory 3 can do it, he can do it too!
Thinking of this, Baldy suddenly felt that it was nothing big. He rushed to the TV station and wanted to imitate the Third Factory to advertise, but was told that he would have to wait for at least another two months.
"What, two months? In two months, winter will be over. How can I afford to wait?!"
The TV station staff was a little impatient, "That's your business, we all have to follow the rules!"
The bald man glanced around and quickly stuffed a red envelope into the man's arms, "Please do me a favor and make some concessions."
"No compromise. This is national television. It's not up to you and me to decide! Take it back immediately. Here, everything must be done according to the rules and regulations."
The bald man said angrily: "How can others do that?"
"They are also following the rules and going through the formal process!"
“…”
The bald man talked so much that his lips were almost worn out, but still failed.
It's easy to imagine that Ni Jieya had to wait from summer to winter, making arrangements and using a lot of connections, before she finally got the opportunity.
How could he be defeated so easily?
When one move failed, he tried another. Baldy racked his brains to learn how to advertise like the Third Factory, and began to imitate the "promotional meeting" that Chu Song had held before, but in the end it was just a copycat and didn't make much of a splash.
The fat man sold all the goods. Although he made less money, he was relieved. He advised: "It's useless. I advise you to give in as soon as possible."
The bald man kept silent with a gloomy face. After several consecutive setbacks, he finally admitted defeat and went to the Third Factory in disgrace.
Ni Jieya had a half-smile on her face. Although she greeted him politely, the bald man always felt that she was laughing at him.
"Of course, don't worry, we will take all the overstocked inventory from the first factory."
"It's just that." Chu Song appeared from behind Ni Jieya. She smiled, her clear black eyes looking adorable and charming. "The price needs to be changed. It's 55% off now."
"Don't go too far!"
"How can you slander a good person? Time is money, and isn't our time also time? This is the price now. If you agree, then agree. If you don't, forget it."
The bald man was so angry that his face turned blue. It had only been a few days and he was simply a robber!
Ni Jieya patted Chu Song on the shoulder, came out with a smile to smooth things over, and said a lot of nice things, but she insisted on the price being 50% off, no higher.
The bald man left with a lot of anger. He couldn't sleep for three days, but he still couldn't bear it. He agreed with dark circles under his eyes and a painful face.
If I had known earlier, I would have listened to the fat guy. I spent so many days in vain and ended up with nothing!
The business of the Third Factory was booming, and Chu Song, as the biggest contributor, deserved a share of the profits. Besides the dividends, she also began to think about changing the name of the Third Factory.
"Yaoyao, look, this is the new cartoon I drew for us. Do you like it?"
Chu Song thought she was an all-rounder, and a simple stick figure was no problem. Recently, she had been free, writing a love poem every three days and a short comic every five days, sending Liang Jiayao sugarcoated bullets from time to time.
When had Liang Jiayao ever experienced something like this? He was immediately bewildered. He spread out the slip of paper with a smile on his face. The cartoon was simple, just the daily life of two little people in love, but because the protagonists were "Chu Chu" and "Liang Liang", it touched his young heart.
He hummed shyly, "I like it."
Chu Song's face remained calm, and as soon as his lips touched, sweet words came out automatically, "As long as you are happy, my happiness is built on your happiness."
Liang Jiayao couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. There was no happier time than now.
Chu Song glanced at him and suddenly sighed.
"What's wrong?" Liang Jiayao asked immediately.
"Actually, I have a little wish..."
"You say, as long as I can do it!"
Chu Song frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that? Are you just not going to do something you can't do?"
"..." Liang Jiayao was stunned for a moment, then changed his words decisively. He held her hand and slapped his face twice, trying to make her happy. "I was wrong. Even if I can't do it, I will do it!"
"Don't do that. If it hurts, I'll feel bad."
Liang Jiayao smiled foolishly. Chu Song thought for a moment and said, "It's not a difficult thing. I just want to change the name of the third factory."
"...Change the name of the third factory?"
Chu Song silently observed his expression and saw that he was just simply confused, without any dissatisfaction or objection.
If you put yourself in her shoes, if someone dared to talk to her like that, she would definitely tear their skull off.
"I want to change the name of the third factory to Sunny."
Liang Jiayao frowned. Xian was Chu Song's nickname, which he had no objection to. Ni was Ni Jieya's surname, and he immediately felt jealous. No, what did it have to do with her? His name should be put at the end to show intimacy.
Moreover, when a husband and wife are of one mind, they can overcome any obstacle. How wonderful and auspicious!
Chu Song's expression faded. "You don't agree to change your name?"
Unexpectedly, Liang Jiayao, who looked like an idiot, was quite perceptive in this regard and knew that he couldn't change his name to hers, lest he be sidelined in the future.
Liang Jiayao said aggrievedly, "It's not that I don't agree to change it, but if I change it to Xianni, people who don't know will think you two are in that kind of relationship. What should I do then?"
"...Is that what you're worried about?" Chu Song was choked up when faced with this kind of love-brained person.
Liang Jiayao looked at her doubtfully, his beautiful peach blossom eyes seemed to be saying: What else could it be?
Chu Song took a deep breath and gently touched his head. "Do you know why I changed the name of the third factory to Xianni?"
Liang Jiayao shook his head.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. You just need to know that I am the most domineering person. You are mine and will be mine alone. Do you understand?"
Liang Jiayao didn't want to laugh so cheaply, but unfortunately he couldn't help it. To round it off, isn't this a confession?
He exaggerated the story... In this life, he can only belong to her.
This made his young heart pound.
Chu Song: "So, names are just empty talk, do they matter?"
"It doesn't matter! I understand, so I am in your heart."
"Yes, that's the truth."
Liang Jiayao: "Okay! Then change the name to Xianni. It's such a nice name, it means good fortune! We must carry forward 'Xianni' in the future!"
Chu Song's smile became more sincere, "Yaoyao, I really like you the most."
Liang Jiayao wondered in his heart, what does it mean to "hear the music of heaven and feel the ears become clear for a moment"?
That's it.
So, Ni Jieya picked an auspicious day and officially changed the name of Liangmei Factory No. 3 to "Xianni" and put up a new sign.
This matter was not a big deal, but it was also not a small one. It became a topic of idle talk among the people around after they had a good meal and a drink, and they just laughed it off.
Ye Xiuzhi had naturally heard about it as well, although she wished she couldn't understand Chinese. The "Xian" in "Xinni"... she didn't dare to think about the deeper meaning behind it, let alone ask who came up with the name change.
As long as she doesn't think about it, it's as if nothing happened to her.
Ms. Ye Xiuzhi took a deep breath again and learned to cover her ears and steal the bell. She couldn't control it or stop it, so she simply didn't care and refused to admit it anyway.
The more the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more annoyed she becomes. Just wait, sooner or later he'll pass her test, and then she'll give him a good beating.
Once December passes, it’s the end of the year again.
More than a month had passed since the college entrance examination. Ye Xiuzhi was feeding chickens at home. She looked at her big rooster lovingly and sighed repeatedly.
We have developed feelings for it, but unfortunately it only has a few days left and will have to be killed and eaten during the Chinese New Year.
"Is anyone home?" At this time, the postman rode his bicycle, braving the cold wind and rushed over. "Is Chu Song here? There is a letter for you."
Ye Xiuzhi walked out of the door in confusion, "A letter?"
The postman asked, "Are you Chu Song?"
"She's not here. She ran off to play. What letter? Just give it to me."
"That won't work." Unexpectedly, the postman retracted his hand and shook his head, saying, "I have to follow the rules. I have to deliver it to the person in question."
Ye Xiuzhi thought it was strange. She had never seen such a rule before, and the postman was a new face.
"I'm her biological mother, so leave it to me. Besides, that girl ran out to play. Do you really want to wait here for her to come back?"
The postman didn't give up: "When will she come back?"
Ye Xiuzhi sneered: "Don't worry, the wild monkey won't come back until dark."
Postman: “…”
He gritted his teeth and said, "I have other people to deliver. I can't wait that long. I'd better give it to you first. Auntie, you must give it to the person in charge."
"This is very important. Don't lose it. Be sure to give it to Comrade Chu Song!"
"Okay, got it."
After seeing the postman off, Ye Xiuzhi stared at the thin envelope in her hand. Could it be something bad? And this postman's face was new to her...
The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, so she opened the envelope suspiciously. There were only two pieces of paper in the envelope. She didn't know many words and could barely recognize a few words.
This, this, this... This looks like Chu Song's report card?!
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