By the time they finished talking, it was already dark.
After Ye Jianhua left, Jiang Shaochen wanted to grab Shen Mingzhi's hand to ask if she was worried about him, but his hands were too dirty.
He wiped himself off and stared into Shen Mingzhi's eyes. "Wife, why did you come here? You're all sweaty."
Shen Mingzhi's cheeks flushed under his direct and intense gaze, and she turned her head away, saying, "I was just passing by."
Knowing she was just being shy and lying to him, Jiang Shaozhen didn't say anything, but his face was relaxed. "Let's go home!"
"Is there anything wrong with your construction site? The pharmacy has stopped issuing quotas, and Comrade Li said he can't get the medicine anymore." Shen Mingzhi followed him out of the tin shack and watched him lock the door.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shaozhen knew that she must have come over because she was worried about him after learning that the pharmacy was being squeezed out.
He turned around and handed the important documents in his hand to Shen Mingzhi, saying, "Hold this for me, I'm going to wash my hands."
Shen Mingzhi reached out and took it, glancing down at it. "Can I look at it?"
“I can’t trust anyone else, but I can definitely trust my own wife,” Jiang Shaozhen replied casually as he walked toward the water vat beside him.
Shen Mingzhi saw that it involved loans and some engineering collaborations.
“It’s fine for you to cooperate with state-owned factories and help them build buildings, but my suggestion is that they must make an advance payment first, and they must have a good reputation. You need to be selective.” Shen Mingzhi looked at him as she approached him. “If others don’t trust you, they can always trust your dad. If they don’t have the money, let them take out a loan from the credit union. Anyway, you can’t pay for all the goods upfront.”
“This way, no one will want to work with us,” Jiang Shaozhen told her. “These projects are very difficult to negotiate.”
“Why don’t you first establish a group to produce and sell precast panels? If you pay upfront, the subsequent triangular debt will bankrupt you,” Shen Mingzhi said.
He was different from other factories; none of the other factories had Song Huiquan lurking in their shadows.
Once he makes advance payments for others and they delay repaying them, his cash flow will be completely cut off, and he won't be able to repay the money he borrowed from the credit union. In that case, no credit union will lend him money.
"What is triangular debt?" Jiang Shaozhen asked curiously. The term she used was very new to him; he had never heard of it before.
“Debts between three individuals or groups are called triangular debts. Even if you save up small amounts bit by bit, it’s better than having to pay for the entire project upfront.” Shen Mingzhi felt that people of their generation trusted state-owned enterprises too much.
But he didn't know that some people in state-owned enterprises in this era were like parasites of the times.
"I'll listen to you. Why don't you stop advising the pharmacy and become my advisor instead?" Jiang Shaozhen returned to Shen Mingzhi's side after washing his hands, looking at her with deep eyes.
Shen Mingzhi slapped the document into his arms, "Dream on. I can earn tens of thousands of yuan in commission by working for the pharmacy. You won't get that much if you work for me."
This time she received a dividend of about 16,000 yuan. After giving more than 2,000 yuan to the Jiang family, her net profit was more than 13,000 yuan.
She didn't even put the money in.
"So much? The pharmacy made so much money during Children's Day?" Jiang Shaozhen asked in surprise.
"Yes." Shen Mingzhi nodded.
After all, her idea was ahead of its time, so it's not surprising that she earned that much.
Anyone who was a top salesperson in the modern era would be completely outmatched in this one.
"Then you should still come up with ideas for the pharmacy to make money. You can do the pharmacy business from home, but here you have to run around everywhere, it's hot and dirty." Jiang Shaozhen was just joking, how could he bear to let Shen Mingzhi work on the construction site?
"As for the project, since you've signed the contract, find an excuse to delay it for now. Spend some time and manpower investigating these companies. Prioritize those with good reputations. Unless they pay half of the payment, don't do the project with the bad ones." Shen Mingzhi led him to the bicycle and unlocked it.
Jiang Shaozhen asked her to get the documents, while he pushed his bicycle aside.
He straddled her with his long legs and sat down, then asked Shen Mingzhi, "The horizontal bar on the front left, or the one on the back?"
"You're covered in so much dust, why would I sit in the front?" Shen Mingzhi's ears turned slightly red, and she sat down directly in the back seat.
Jiang Shao Chen smiled and turned to look at her as she sat down. He continued, "Then hold onto my waist. I'll ride very fast."
"No hug!" Shen Mingzhi grabbed his clothes.
Jiang Shaozhen stepped on the pedal, and the bicycle shot forward.
Startled, Shen Mingzhi quickly hugged his waist, getting a mouthful of dust in the process. She then pinched Jiang Shaozhen's waist with the hand that was supporting him.
"Hey! Don't pinch me!" Jiang Shao Chen cried out in pain, swerving his bike like a snake.
Shen Mingzhi clung tightly to him, screaming in alarm, "Ride carefully! If you fall and I fall, I won't talk to you anymore!"
Jiang Shaozhen continued to ride the bike erratically, while telling her, "Hold on tighter!"
Afraid of falling, Shen Mingzhi had no choice but to hold him tightly around the waist.
He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with firm flesh around his waist. Shen Mingzhi could feel the warmth and strength emanating from his waist and abdomen through his arm.
For some reason, she thought of that rainy night... and unconsciously gripped his clothes tighter.
Jiang Shaozhen was unaware and rode his bicycle very fast.
A warm breeze brushed against his cheeks, blowing his soft, short hair into the slicked-back style that was all the rage in the 1980s.
Shen Mingzhi leaned against his back, not caring how much dust was on him.
As they turned a corner, Shen Mingzhi saw Song Wanyin brushing past them.
Jiang Shaozhen didn't stop, riding his bike very fast. The wind billowed his clothes, and he felt more spirited and relaxed than ever before.
Song Wanyin, who was riding her bicycle, stopped and saw his figure flash by. Then she looked at Shen Mingzhi, who was hugging his waist and looked particularly happy. Her hands unconsciously tightened.
Jealousy nearly overwhelmed Song Wanyin's reason.
Jiang Shao Chen is clearly his own… There's no child with Shen Ming Zhi, so why would he insist on getting a marriage certificate with her just because of household registration issues?!
Back at the family compound, Jiang Shaozhen got out of the car, slightly out of breath. He looked at Shen Mingzhi with pure eyes and asked, "How fast is it?"
"Uh, I just saw Song Wanyin." Shen Mingzhi's words ruined the good atmosphere.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shao Chen looked bewildered. "Really? I was focused on riding my bicycle and didn't notice. Where did you see it?"
“Right around the corner,” Shen Mingzhi replied.
Jiang Shaozhen pushed his bicycle into the house. "So what if she sees it? I'm riding my bike with my wife, it's not bothering her."
Shen Mingzhi followed him into the main room, her tone filled with worry, "Seeing how comfortable we are, she'll definitely have her father give us a good dressing down when she gets back."
Hearing this, Jiang Shaozhen, who was fetching water with a basin, turned to look at her and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "You've become mischievous too."
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