After Jiang Shiyue separated from Lu Zheng and Li Chuntian, she sent Xiao Yangyang to the family compound of the repair camp.
Mengmeng wants to play with him.
What’s interesting is that Yangyang, who doesn’t like socializing, didn’t object.
On the way back to the flying squadron from the repair camp, Jiang Shiyue was stopped abruptly.
Then there was a knock on her car window, and through the glass she saw a familiar face - Lao Liu.
Mr. Qiao's men.
Jiang Shiyue had no choice but to follow them back to Yincheng.
The courtyard in the Silver City Black Market was where she started, so it was like she was revisiting an old place, albeit a forced one.
The gate sentry outside the yard is still there, but the secret sentry is gone.
When I pushed open the gate, I saw people everywhere in the yard, either in groups of three or five or alone.
It's just a lot quieter than it was in the summer, not as exaggerated as Director Xu said, probably only a quarter less.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Comrade."
Jiang Shiyue, with his hand on the door handle, turned his head towards the sound.
"It's really you! Jiang... Jiang Shiyue, right?" A woman waved at her happily.
Jiang Shiyue looked at the woman carefully and then remembered that this was her first customer.
"Sister, it's you!"
"Yes, yes! I came to buy some eggs. You are here today..." The woman looked at Jiang Shiyue with empty hands, a little disappointed, "Aren't you here to sell clothes?"
She had bought Jiang Shiyue's altered clothes in the summer, and everyone said they looked good. She came a few more times after that, but she never saw Jiang Shiyue again.
Jiang Shiyue smiled and nodded, "Yes! I was admitted to university and have been studying for more than half a year."
"Ah? You're so amazing! College students are amazing." The woman said with admiration, "No wonder I haven't seen you. I haven't seen you for a few months and you've become more and more beautiful."
"Thank you. If you have nothing else to do, I'll go first..." Jiang Shiyue pointed to the door, indicating that she wanted to go in.
The admiration on the woman's face immediately turned into vigilance. She grabbed Jiang Shiyue and said, "You came here by yourself? You can't just walk through this door."
The warning in the tone was too obvious, and Liuzi's face twitched.
Jiang Shiyue felt warm in her heart and patted the woman's hand, "Sister, it's okay. I worked with Fourth Master Qiao once before, and he probably just wanted to ask me something."
The woman looked into the room suspiciously.
Unfortunately, the glass on the window was frosted with embossed patterns, so I couldn't see anything. I reluctantly let go of Jiang Shiyue's arm.
When Jiang Shiyue pushed the door open, she saw Mr. Qiao Si sitting cross-legged on a mahogany chair covered with cotton padding, fiddling with the charcoal stove in the middle of the room.
The bungalow is not heated, so if you want to stay warm you have to make your own heat.
Coal stoves are the most common form of heating.
Cylindrical charcoal stoves often have very long chimneys.
Mr. Qiao Si was not short of money, and he had a rectangular iron box connected behind the charcoal stove. A pretty young girl opened the door of the iron box and took out a roasted sweet potato from it.
Jiang Shiyue raised her eyebrows. This girl was not the one she had met in the summer.
Mr. Qiao filled the furnace with charcoal, carried the freshly boiled water and walked back to the coffee table, greeting Jiang Shiyue, "Please sit down."
"I wonder what Mr. Qiao wants to talk to me about?"
"It's cold, let's have a cup of hot tea first." Mr. Qiao smiled and filled Jiang Shiyue's cup of tea.
Jiang Shiyue was wearing little and felt a little cold after chatting with the woman outside for so long. He held the teacup with both hands and took a sip.
Of course, she knew that Mr. Qiao Si was not really inviting her for tea, but was just putting pressure on her.
Asking her to come but not speaking up for a long time will increase her psychological pressure.
The original owner would have been scared to death, but she wouldn't.
Which young person in this new century can't handle pressure? Besides, putting psychological pressure on and disrupting the other party is a common tactic at the negotiation table.
Jiang Shiyue seemed to be here to drink tea. He sipped and tasted the tea and made comments from time to time.
"I'm really taking advantage of Fourth Master Qiao today. This new tea tastes really good. Is it the Rainforest Longjing?"
Fourth Master Qiao nodded, his eyebrows raised. "I didn't expect you knew anything about tea?"
"When it comes to business, you never know what kind of clients you'll meet. Some like wine, some like tea, and some like coffee. You have to cater to their preferences."
"It seems that Jiang hasn't forgotten to do business in the south."
Jiang Shiyue's eyes flickered slightly, pretending not to notice the probing tone in Qiao Siye's words, and spread her hands. "I can't help it. You know I was so poor before that I had to sell clothes on the black market. I went to college, and although I didn't have to pay tuition, I also received a living allowance. However, I had to live frugally to make ends meet. And I have a son to support. The two of us can't live in the dormitory, so we have to rent a house outside, which is even more expensive. If I don't do some small business, how can I make a living?"
"Student Jiang, you are too modest. I have never heard of anyone who can afford a car by making a living." Mr. Qiao teased, but his eyes were a little deep.
I always knew that Jiang Shiyue would be a big shot in the future, but I didn't expect her to grow so fast and make money faster than him who made money by making it illegally.
"Hey! My little money is just pocket money to you. And it's not that I have any ability, it's just that the economic policies in the south are relatively relaxed, so it's easier to make money."
"That's right." Fourth Master Qiao nodded. "With the loosening of economic policies, people have more ways to make money. Look..." He pointed to the courtyard. "I can see the impact even here. People are now daring to set up stalls on the street, and fewer and fewer are willing to pay the entrance fee to come to my place."
"I don't believe that." Jiang Shiyue shook her head. "Master Qiao, you don't rely on this courtyard to make a living. I heard that you built this courtyard to give the villagers who don't have enough food a chance to survive. Now that the villagers have more ways to get rich, I'm sure you, Master Qiao, are also happy."
Fourth Master Qiao waved his hand. "You are always sweet-talking and good at making people happy. But helping others also requires capital. If you don't have enough ability and can't even stand on your own in the world, how can you help others?"
Jiang Shiyue's long eyelashes fluttered up and down, but she didn't respond.
Fourth Master Qiao didn't care and continued, "Before, there were few businessmen in this huge city, so I could make a lot of money. But now more and more people are starting to do business, and my business is not so easy to do. I asked Jiang to come here today to learn from him. Is there any way we can cooperate again?"
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
She smiled bitterly, "Fourth Master, it's not that I don't give you face, but I'm walking on the open road while you're walking on a narrow plank bridge. My business is all about volume, so you don't look down on me, do you?"
"Mr. Jiang, you're too modest. Those jeans you made for the summer are pretty good. You don't make a lot of money, but you make it quickly. When Mr. Jiang needs me, I agree without hesitation. Isn't Mr. Jiang going to refuse my cooperation just because I ask for it?"
Jiang Shiyue really wanted to refuse, but she also knew that Mr. Qiao Si said these words just to prevent her from refusing.
To be exact, it would be difficult for her to walk out of this door if she refused.
Of course, it’s just difficult because she is a military dependent after all.
Jiang Shiyue drank some tea from the cup, then spoke after a long moment: "If we really want to cooperate, I do have an idea."
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