Chapter 29
Not to mention, such a large amount of money piled up together has a great visual impact. Wen Yue was stunned for several seconds before reacting, and pushed the money back: "This is the money you earned, so you should keep it for yourself, and you should also pay Uncle Sun for helping you bring the goods."
Zhou Yao didn't take it and raised his eyebrows and said, "I've paid for the goods, and I still have some money left. I can't use these. I said I gave them to you and they are yours. If you don't like them, you can burn them, throw them away, or tear them up. It's up to you."
This is a terrible boss-style speech.
"...Then I'll keep it for you first." Wen Yue lowered his eyes and looked at the money in his hand again. He was also a little curious about how much there was.
Glancing at Zhou Yao who was still standing in front of her, she felt it was a bit strange to count money in front of him. Wen Yue rewrapped the money and placed it on the sewing machine table, thinking that she would count it after taking a shower.
As a result, Zhou Yao frowned again when he saw her action, and asked in a deep voice: "You don't count?"
Wen Yue blinked: "Count now"
Zhou Yao said, "Well, of course we have to eat it while it's hot."
"Okay, your hobby is quite weird." Wen Yue muttered softly, uncovered the cloth again, took out the money wrapped inside and began to count it in front of Zhou Yao.
Count the large-denomination bills first.
At this time, the largest denomination of money was only fifty, and there were several of them. Wen Yue counted and sorted them out, stacking the same denomination bills together. After counting all the large denominations, she looked at the dimes and cents.
This was a big project, and Wen Yue counted for a full ten minutes.
"I've counted them clearly." Zhou Yao smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Wen Yue nodded with a smile: "I've counted it, the total is 3219.78." Counting money with both decimals and integers is quite healing and especially stress-relieving.
Zhou Yao looked at the smile on the little girl's lips and confirmed once again that she really liked counting money! In this case, I won't put the money I earn in the passbook in the future, but let her count it! Earn more money and let my wife count it happily!
"Well, spend it." Zhou Yao really had no intention of taking the money back. He smiled and said, "You guys are going to hire someone, so you can use this money."
Wen Yue rewrapped her wallet and put it in her pocket: "No, I still have money."
She didn't spend the money from the land sale, nor did she spend the betrothal money Zhou Yao gave her. With this money, she had nearly 5,000 yuan on her! Such a large sum of money should be considered a huge sum at this time.
You can't carry this money with you every day, you have to find a place to hide it, and you have to find a particularly hidden place.
Otherwise, if it was stolen, she would cry to death.
Wen Yue looked around the room, feeling a little worried.
Zhou Yao started to urge her to take a shower: "It's getting late, take a shower and go to bed, have a good rest."
"Oh." Wen Yue agreed, temporarily put the money next to the pillow, took out pajamas from the closet and walked to the kitchen.
This pajamas is just a small suspender and knee-length shorts, altered from the old clothes brought from the Wen family. It feels a bit strange to sleep without clothes at night, but it’s a bit uncomfortable to wear those clothes, so altering it to a small suspender is just right.
Wen Yue came out of the cubicle with a steaming body, and her large exposed skin was pink and tender. Her eyes were misty from the heat, and the corners of her eyes were red. Her raven-green eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes turned to Zhou Yao who was sitting on the stool in front of the stove.
Her arms were white and thin, and the water droplets on them were reflecting the light. Her collarbone was delicate and beautiful. Her legs were long and straight, and even if they were put together, Zhou Yao could hold them with one hand.
Zhou Yao was stunned, his throat twitching: "...What kind of clothes are you wearing?"
"I modified some old clothes." Wen Yue replied with a smile, "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"
"It looks good, yes." His eyes darkened, "You can just wear it at home." His arms and legs were all exposed. Obviously, the exposed parts were all decent, but he felt something was wrong.
I want to hide it and show it to him alone, and no one else is allowed to see it.
Wen Yue: “Of course I won’t wear it outside.” It seems that the current social atmosphere is not so open-minded. If she wears it outside, many people will definitely talk about her behind her back.
But Hong Kong will be more open
"Go take a shower. I'm going back to my room to sleep." Wen Yue didn't think too much about it. She untied her hair tie and let her waist-length black hair fall down, making her skin look even whiter than snow.
She smoothed her hair, smiled and said good night to Zhou Yao.
Zhou Yao sat on the small stool in silence for a long time before he stood up and went to the cubicle with cold water. After taking a shower, he fell asleep within two minutes of his head touching the pillow.
…
In the middle of the night, Zhou Yao woke up from his dream with a dark face. He stared at the white mosquito net above his head for a long time with an expressionless face.
Then he wiped his face, got up, turned on the light, and walked out quietly.
Just throw the pants into the basin, pour water in and scrub vigorously.
“Crunch—”
Wen Yue yawned and took a step forward in a daze. His sight swept across a large black group squatting in the yard. The light elongated his shadow on the ground, making him look somewhat ferocious and aggressive.
“…”
Wen Yue was frightened for a moment, and her mind went blank for a moment.
"...Zhou Yao" When she saw clearly that the thing was Zhou Yao, Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief and complained softly: "Why are you not sleeping at night? You scared me to death."
Zhou Yao froze for a moment, and replied in a muffled voice: "I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd wash the clothes so I could relax tomorrow."
Wen Yue was shocked: "Washing clothes in the middle of the night"
"Yes." Zhou Yao was afraid that she would continue to ask, so he quickened his voice: "Remember to bring a flashlight when you go to the toilet. Go quickly."
Wen Yue was still a little confused. She said "oh", turned on the flashlight in her hand, and walked slowly towards the toilet.
Wen Yue was completely awake after going to the toilet. She held her breath and trotted back. Zhou Yao was no longer in the yard. The light in his room was off and the door was closed.
Wen Yue: ""
Was that just her hallucination or was it just a dream?
Wen Yue stared at the wind for a while with her eyes wide open, then glanced at the clothesline and found a pair of trousers hanging on it.
It's not an illusion, nor is it a dream. So why did Zhou Yao wash his pants in the middle of the night? It can't be that he wet the bed... Hey, that shouldn't be the case. Maybe he didn't hold the cup steady when drinking water and poured it on himself.
No matter how you think about it, this is the only explanation that makes sense.
Still sleepy, Wen Yue didn't think any further and quickly went back to the room, closed the door and went to sleep.
When she woke up the next day, she had completely forgotten what happened the previous night and happily followed Zhou Yao to Grandma Fang's house. Her steps were full of excitement and her eyes were curved into small crescents.
Seeing that she didn't want to ask about what happened last night, Zhou Yao felt relieved: "You are so happy."
"Yeah." Wen Yue hummed a little tune with a bright smile, "I just feel very happy. With so many people here, the conversation must be very lively."
Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows: "I like the hustle and bustle"
Wen Yue thought for two seconds, "Not really. Maybe it's because I've been alone at home for a while, and I've been feeling depressed for a long time. Now I really like having someone to chat with."
"Then you can go to the market with us to sell goods next time," Zhou Yao thought, "but getting up early and riding the bus is a bit tiring."
Wen Yue glanced at him and said, "No, I will go back to school after this summer vacation. Have you forgotten?"
Zhou Yao: “…That’s right.”
He had really forgotten about it.
The two of them came all the way to Fang's house.
The Fang family was very lively at this time. Wen Yue saw that Li Nianqiu was surrounded by girls who were about six or seven years old. They looked different, but the only similarity was that their bodies were covered with patches and their faces looked a little haggard.
You can tell at a glance that they are not living a good life.
"Brother, sister-in-law! You two are finally here." Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao huddled in a corner, with no sense of existence.
Ren Yeliang spoke only after seeing Zhou Yao and Wen Yue. He hurried over and whispered, "There are so many girls. Old Fang and I feel embarrassed. We don't even dare to speak."
Zhou Yao sneered: "You are so shameless, and you are still embarrassed."
Ren Yeliang exclaimed: "Brother, what are you talking about? I blush when I talk to girls..."
Zhou Yao told him to get away.
"Nianqiu!" Wen Yue came to Li Nianqiu with a smile, "Everyone is here!"
Li Nianqiu hummed and introduced in a light tone: "This is Wen Yue, our boss, please introduce yourselves." She told others that she was also hired and had discussed with Wen Yue before.
"Hello." Wen Yue smiled and greeted them very friendly.
It was obvious that these girls were rather introverted and shy. They lowered their heads and didn't dare to look Wen Yue in the eye. Their voices were quieter than a mosquito's: "Hello, hello."
"My name is Li Zhaodi."
"…My name is Liu Yingnan."
"Fang Qian..."
"...Li Xiaohua"
“…”
Wen Yue tried hard to match the names with the faces. After they had introduced themselves, she smiled and called out to everyone: "Xiao Zhao, Nan Nan, Qian Qian, Xiao Hua... OK, I know them all! You should know what I hired you to do. Let's start now."
Several girls' eyes lit up and they nodded eagerly.
Fang Shitao and Ren Yeliang cleaned up the empty rooms of the Fang family overnight. One was used to store finished products, one was used to store materials, and the remaining one was used as an office.
There were two brand new sewing machines in the office. The girls who came in looked at each other in shock and looked at the sewing machines again and again.
Two sets! Nearly five hundred dollars! Their boss is really rich!
Wen Yue was also stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhou Yao: "Why did you buy two?"
Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say before that hand sewing is very slow? Buy an extra machine and use it if you know how to use it. It will be faster."
He originally wanted to buy a sewing machine and learn how to use it by himself, and then he and Wen Yue would operate the sewing machine together. However, he tried it at home and found that he could not learn anything. This thing was much more difficult for him than carpentry.
Wen Yue's eyes curved: "You are so thoughtful and smart. Fortunately, you are here."
Zhou Yao glanced at Li Nianqiu with a hint of pride, coughed twice, and said modestly: "It's okay, they are just minor problems."
After praising Zhou Yao, Wen Yue and Li Nianqiu first taught the girls how to sew bows. The operation was not difficult. After watching it twice, they were used to sewing and basically learned it. In addition, they were eager to make money, so after watching it, the girls rushed to sew.
Wen Yue and Li Nianqiu had already taken the time to cut the fabrics, so they only needed to sew them together, saving a lot of time.
Zhou Yao, Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao also sat near the door to help string beads.
Grandma Fang was watching with a smile on her face. Little girl Lulu, who was standing next to her, watched for a while, then curiously came up to Fang Shitao and said softly, "Brother, I want to eat some too."
"Brother will teach you." Fang Shitao never refused his sister's request. He easily held her on his lap and grabbed a handful of beads. He took up the thin thread and demonstrated in a soft voice: "Look, there is a small hole in the middle of these beads. Put them in one by one and tie a knot... Isn't it simple?"
The little girl nodded with sparkling eyes: "I want to try it."
"Okay, let's try it." Fang Shitao touched his sister's little head lovingly.
For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the thumping of the sewing machine and the faint sound of beads colliding with each other.
Everyone is doing their job seriously.
At this moment, Mrs. Li's sharp voice suddenly came from outside the door:
"Li Nianqiu! Li Xiangdong! You two heartless bastards, get out of here right now!"
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Second update
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Ever since Xie Yan took over the management of the Xie family, there have been no shortage of troubles at sea. Some people even borrowed the Xie family's ships to transport some prohibited items that should not have been brought in from overseas to the port city.
This incident has caused quite a stir in the port city. Xie Yan even personally led people to check the port many times, but he still couldn't find where the contraband was hidden on the ship. All the goods were in good condition and their origins were clear.
Until one day, his assistant came to him excitedly and told him that he knew where the contraband was hidden. It turned out that the contraband was made by mixing several normal drugs with special extraction methods. These normal drugs were of good origin, no wonder they had not been found before!
"Where did you know that?"
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Xie Yan couldn't help but become interested, thinking that if this person was a talented person, he might as well invite him to the Xie family to work for him.
However, when Xie Yan was about to read the wonderful article written by this netizen, he accidentally turned a few pages too many times, and then he saw that the article on the Internet read:
[The big devil Xie Yan is madly in love with the woman in front of him. In order to prevent her from escaping, he forces her into a corner, pinches her waist, and with red eyes, he speaks words of love over and over again in an extremely hoarse voice. Then, he kisses her over and over again, unsatisfied, and is about to turn her lips into sausage-like lips...]
Xie Yan, who has been single for so many years and has never even kissed a woman on the mouth: "..."
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