Sheng Qian nodded. "I'd like to invite you to start a skincare business. I'm planning to open a new store next door that's currently under renovation, specifically selling skincare products and the like. Would you be willing to help? I'll pay you three times the market rate."
Zhou Ran has been following Gao Jie for several years.
She's twenty this year, and she thought Gao Jie would bring up marriage with her, but he hasn't said anything yet.
Zhou Ran has never had a proper job.
"But I'm not very literate... Can I really do business like this?"
“You can learn to read if you don’t know how. My cousin doesn’t know how to read either, but she studies every day and can ask me for help if she doesn’t understand something.”
Zhou Ran's family was poor. When she was thirteen, she was almost sold to a man in his fifties to be his wife.
She later happened to run into Gao Jie and his gang of thugs, who rescued her.
Later, when she met Gao Jie again, she resolutely followed them. However, most of the time, they still did not allow her, a woman, to interfere, so they would only take her along on certain leisurely occasions.
Even now.
"You need to think this through. Once you start, there's no turning back. Even if you encounter difficulties, you can't back down. There's no turning back with me. Go back and think it over carefully before giving me an answer. Also, if you make a decision, you can move here and live with us." This would make things much more convenient.
Zhou Ran left.
She needs time.
Or rather, she had to ask Gao Jie what he thought.
Sheng Qian was not in a hurry and continued doing her own thing.
In the afternoon, she went out again and bought a lot of small bottles and jars, which she then used to cook in the back kitchen. The aroma of the cooking wafted over from time to time, and the sound of banging could be heard.
For three days in a row, Sheng Qian remained in this state.
And after that day.
Zhou Ran did not come again.
Sheng Qian is ready to go and see if there is anyone more suitable.
There are many people who want to make money, so she is not worried about the labor problem.
In this era, the one thing that is never short of people is labor.
"Splash!"
It suddenly started raining heavily outside.
Fortunately, the renovation was done indoors, so it won't get wet in the rain.
It started raining, and there were no pedestrians outside, so business at the shop was slow.
Even clothing stores don't necessarily have that much customer traffic every day.
Liu Hongfang and her friends have recently made a lot of clothes with their own personal styles, and they are just waiting to sell them.
"Xiaoqian, is the TV broken?" Sheng Ting called out to Sheng Qian, who was busy in the kitchen.
Sheng Qian packed everything up, cleaned the brick platform, and came out.
Seeing the television screen filled with static, Sheng Qian walked over and shook the cable.
"It must be a problem with the TV tower. It's raining and thundering, so let's shut it down for now." Sheng Qian fiddled with it a couple of times and then stopped.
Sheng Ting didn't know much about televisions, but she understood as soon as Sheng Qian explained it.
It's good that the TV isn't broken.
It would be such a shame if such a good TV broke.
"Aunt Yang, your embroidery is so beautiful!" Sheng Qian turned around and saw the embroidery pattern in Yang Ping's hands.
Yang Ping smiled sheepishly, "I haven't embroidered these patterns in a long time, and I'm quite rusty. I just don't know if young people these days still like this kind of embroidery."
"I'll definitely love it! In a few decades, it won't just be popular, it'll be priceless."
Yang Ping didn't believe him at all, and just smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for that day to come, and I'll embroider patterns every day to sell!"
"I'm afraid that when that time comes, you won't be willing to come out of seclusion."
“When that time comes, we’ll get up and embroider even if we have to crawl! Xiaoqian, we’re going to rely on you. We just love making clothes, we don’t want to do anything else!” Wang Lixia added with a laugh.
Others followed suit.
Sheng Qian smiled and said, "As long as you're willing to do it, I'll stay with you even when I'm a hundred years old!"
Upon hearing the word "100 years old," the aunties smiled broadly.
The atmosphere gradually became lively.
Sheng Ting also joined them.
The atmosphere here is just right.
On the other side.
Long Yunting, returning from the base, was driving across a wide road.
Watching the crowd hurrying by with their umbrellas, he couldn't help but frown; their training results were not satisfactory.
It falls far short of his requirements.
The team he chose was already the strongest.
But it still didn't meet his standard.
"Just stop where you are up ahead."
"What does Team Leader Long want to buy? I'll go buy it for you," the driver said to Long Yunting in the back seat.
"I'll buy it myself."
The team members had no choice but to open their umbrellas, get out of the car, and go to the back to open the wheelchairs that could be opened and closed.
Long Yunting now has difficulty walking and has to use a wheelchair to go anywhere.
A few people who came out of the restaurant diagonally opposite suddenly stopped.
"Fourth Young Master, that seems to be the Second Young Master of the Long family. I heard he was transferred to a sinecure as a patrolman. I wonder if it's true or not." The person next to him suddenly chuckled. "The old man in the family used to always say how powerful Long Yunting was, but now he's not even as good as me. How powerful is he? He's just showing off because of his connections with the Long family."
Song Yuzhou squinted, looking through the rain at the person under the black umbrella.
Even while sitting in a wheelchair, his imposing presence is undeniable.
Song Yuzhou believed that Long Yunting had such abilities, but he did not believe that Long Yunting had not relied on the Long family at all.
Just as Song Yuzhou was about to walk over, thinking that Song Huayu still couldn't forget Long Yunting, Yan Shuze's voice came from the right: "Everyone is here!"
"Yan Shuze, what brings you here for dinner today? We thought you looked down on the food at this little restaurant, so we didn't invite you." A sarcastic voice followed.
Yan Shuze smiled slightly, not bothering to argue with this person, and instead looked in the direction they were looking: "What are you all standing here looking at?"
“Look,” someone gestured with their chin, “let’s see what the rumored second young master of the Long family is like!”
The second young master of the Long family?
Yan Shuze glanced around and only saw a car parked in the rain; he did not see the so-called second young master of the Long family.
He didn't take it to heart.
Those were all people who had nothing to do with him.
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