A tea party today and a party tomorrow.
When married women get together, besides talking about their husbands and children, they mostly talk about trivial matters such as dressing and eating.
If I find something good, I will recommend it to my good friends.
In this way, through word of mouth among the rich ladies, rich ladies from other surrounding cities came to order mooncakes one after another.
In just half a month, Shen Mingzhu sold more than 3,000 boxes of mooncakes with the help of these rich ladies.
Moreover, they receive calls for mooncake orders every day. For this purpose, Shen Mingzhu specially assigned an old employee to answer the phone every day to register the order quantity.
Sun Feifei couldn't sit still anymore.
"Mrs. Yan, I'm sorry to bother you today because I have something to tell you."
"What's up?"
"It's about Shen Mingzhu and your husband. It's been many years since the incident, but I really can't bear to see you being deceived..."
Zhong Qing stirred the coffee in her cup calmly, "I'm curious, how did you know about the secret between Shen Mingzhu and my husband?"
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you that."
"Then why should I believe you? Who knows if you were sent by someone to sow discord between me and my husband? There are many people who are jealous of the Zhong and Yan families."
"Mrs. Yan, if you don't believe me, then just pretend that I haven't been here and that I haven't said anything. Sorry for bothering you."
Sitting in the car, Sun Feifei looked at Zhong Qing who was sitting by the window sipping coffee, a sneer appeared in her eyes.
Some words are more likely to arouse people's imagination if they are only mentioned briefly.
She just didn't believe that Zhong Qing would remain indifferent after knowing that Yan Yi had a love affair with Shen Mingzhu.
…
"Qingqing, why did you call me here so quickly? What's the matter?"
"Mingzhu, why didn't you tell me? Do you still consider me a friend?"
Looking at Zhong Qing's serious expression, Shen Mingzhu recalled everything she had done recently in her mind.
"What is it?"
"Why, are you hiding a lot of things from me?"
Shen Mingzhu was uncertain: "No...right?"
"I'll order the food first. You think about it carefully. Then we can talk."
After ordering the dishes, Zhong Qing looked up at her and asked, "Have you made up your mind?"
Shen Mingzhu smiled flatteringly, "There are too many things going on recently, give me a hint."
Zhong Qing placed one elbow on the table and held the teacup with the other hand. "Sun Feifei."
"She came to see you?"
"Yeah, I said a lot of bad things about you."
Shen Mingzhu snorted, "Don't believe a word she says."
Zhong Qing smiled softly, "I didn't believe it, so I came to you right away. Tell me, how did you offend her, causing her to spare no effort to snatch your clients and even come to me to spread rumors about you."
Shen Mingzhu sighed, "It's a long story, so I'll cut to the chase..."
It took Shen Mingzhu nearly half an hour to explain the grudges and hatred between her and Sun Feifei.
Zhong Qing thought of something, "When I first met you, the person who quarreled with you at the entrance of the adult education center was her, right?"
"Yes, it's her."
"Put your hand here."
Shen Mingzhu felt very happy, thinking that Zhong Qing was going to give her another gift, but when she reached out her hand, she was slapped in the face.
Zhong Qing was amused by her slightly glaring expression, "You didn't tell me you were bullied, you deserve a beating."
Shen Mingzhu rubbed her numb palms and said coquettishly, "He's just a clown. I can handle him."
"Really?"
Seeing the confidence in her eyes, Zhong Qing said no more.
After dinner, Zhong Qing took out a document from her bag and handed it to her.
Shen Mingzhu took a look and found it was a purchase contract for mooncakes, totaling 10,000 boxes.
"Qingqing..."
Facing Shen Mingzhu's almond eyes that sparkled like a little deer, Zhong Qing said with a smile: "I wanted to give it to you a few days ago, but there were a lot of things going on in the pharmaceutical factory these days, so I was delayed. Is it too late?"
Shen Mingzhu hurriedly shook her head, "Not too late, not too late, everything is just right, it's like timely help."
"That's good."
Zhong Qing reached out his hand, held hers, and said seriously, "Mingzhu, you are someone I care about very much. If you have any difficulties, you must tell me. Don't be afraid to trouble me. I am not afraid of trouble."
Shen Mingzhu was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears, "I understand!"
When walking out of the hotel gate, Shen Mingzhu noticed a silver Xiali parked diagonally opposite.
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"Qingqing."
"What's wrong?"
Shen Mingzhu blinked and said, "Hit me, slap me, quickly."
Zhong Qing: “…”
In the Xiali car opposite, Sun Feifei saw Shen Mingzhu being slapped by Zhong Qing and then pushed to the ground. She thought she had succeeded in sowing discord and her face was full of satisfaction and contentment.
…
After separating from Zhong Qing, Shen Mingzhu returned to the factory, and before she could even sit down, she received a call from Yan Su.
"To make a long story short, there is a charity gala in Hong Kong next Saturday and we need a pastry chef. Are you interested?"
She was really interested, wasn't she? In a prosperous metropolis like Hong Kong, where there were bright lights and nightlife, there were countless celebrities and wealthy people gathered at a charity dinner. These were all clients that she could tap into.
If you dig one, you make a profit; if you don’t dig one, you don’t lose either. At least you gain some knowledge.
"I don't have a pass, and I'm afraid it's too late to complete the formalities."
"Just tell me if you want to go."
"think!"
"Leave the formalities to me. Prepare your documents and photos. I'll come get them later."
Yan Su acted quickly, and three days later, Shen Mingzhu got the Hong Kong and Macau Pass with the scent of ink on it.
These days, going through entry and exit procedures is extremely cumbersome and difficult, especially the political review, where the pass rate is less than 50%.
…
As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the food factory's mooncake production has far exceeded sales by several times, but Shen Mingzhu shows no signs of stopping production, which makes Sun Feifei suspicious.
But Shen Mingzhu was on guard and had all the orders firmly in her hands. Even Pei Yang didn't know how many mooncakes had been sold. She was unable to get any useful information from her insiders and was helpless for a while.
Just then, her financial sponsor Jiang Tai came to Fengcheng.
Jiang Tai is from Suicheng and spends most of his time traveling around the country. The total time he spends in Fengcheng does not exceed two months a year.
"Brother Tai, why did you come here so suddenly without calling me in advance? How many days do you plan to stay here this time?"
Sun Feifei wrapped around Jiang Tai like a boneless snake, teasing him.
In the past, Jiang Tai really liked her tricks, but today he was not interested.
"Change your clothes and come with me to a dinner party. Dress properly."
Sun Feifei didn't think much about it, thinking it was just an ordinary dinner party.
In the past two years following Jiang Tai, Jiang Tai had taken her to many social events. Her role was just a decorative vase, and she only needed to be quiet, beautiful and tactful.
When the two arrived at the place, the guests had already arrived.
When she saw the person sitting in the box, Sun Feifei's face suddenly turned pale. (End of this chapter)