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Zhao Guozhu took advantage of Zhao Guomin's inattention and ran out to make a phone call. The next day, Li Cuifen wanted to leave, but Zhao Guozhu wanted to follow Zhao Guomin to the store to take a look.
Zhao Guomin was wearing his clothes: "If you really want to come with me, that's fine. I'll go to the wholesale market to stock up on goods later, and I could use some help." It would be a waste if you don't use the free hard work.
When Song Xiaojuan went out in the morning, she happened to meet Zhao Guomin's mother going out to get some water. Song Xiaojuan didn't even glance at her and just passed by her.
He held his breath in his heart, blaming Zhao Guomin for everything.
Song Xiaojuan had just seen off a group of guests and was sitting there drinking water when another person came in.
When Song Xiaojuan looked up, she found that the other person looked a little familiar, but she had forgotten where she had seen him.
"Swallow, get out here! The clothes here are so expensive. Don't you know how much money you have in your pocket?" Rough shouts came from outside the store.
Then a middle-aged woman walked in with a fierce look. When Song Xiaojuan saw the person coming, she frowned unconsciously.
The person who came was the "Second Aunt" from the village. "Second Aunt" was so busy scolding her daughter Yan Zi that she didn't notice Song Xiaojuan sitting inside.
Song Xiaojuan had no intention of standing up. She was too lazy to do the "recognizing relatives" scene.
"Mom! Look at me, I only wear these few clothes all year round. How could a blind date like me?" Yan Zi complained, and grabbed a skirt with her hand.
"Listen to me, let's go to the market and buy something cheaper and better looking."
Song Xiaojuan didn't listen to what they said. She stared at Yan Zi's hands. When she saw her grabbing the skirt, she immediately stood up and took it back from her: "You can't try this skirt unless you buy it."
After hanging up the skirt, she turned around and saw Yan Zi staring at her in shock: "..."
"You...you are Song Xiao...Sister Juan? Oh my God, you are so beautiful now that I didn't recognize you. Do you work here? How much do you make a month?" Yan Zi asked questions in a row.
Song Xiaojuan didn't want to pay any attention to her. She just wanted to get rid of him: "There's nothing suitable for you in this house. Go look at other houses."
"Oh my God, it's really you, Juanzi. If we meet again, why would we go to someone else's store? I'll just buy it from you. You give me a discount!" "Second Aunt" finally interrupted. She seemed to have lost her memory and had forgotten how she had slandered Song Xiaojuan before.
Song Xiaojuan had no expression on her face and said in a cold tone: "No bargaining, or go ask someone else."
"This isn't your shop. You're working for someone else and you're so arrogant. Look at how you act. When the villagers come, you don't even give them a warm welcome. You think you're the boss just because you have two nice clothes. Don't you have to go back to the village during the New Year? Don't you still rely on the villagers?"
"Boss, are you busy? We are here to pick up the cosmetics." When "Second Aunt" was cursing, Liu Yan and her friend came and stood at the door and asked timidly.
Song Xiaojuan took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and smiled at Liu Yan: "Come in, I'll get it for you when the goods arrive." Song Xiaojuan turned around and went inside to get the goods, only to hear the mother and daughter outside asking questions.
"Little girl, did you just call her the boss lady? How old is the boss?"
"Sister Juan is the boss."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Xiaojuan took out the goods and handed them to them, and taught them how to use them. Several people quickly paid.
"There are new styles in the store. Would you like to take a look? Sister Juan will give you a discount." Song Xiaojuan pretended that the mother and daughter did not exist and spoke generously to Liu Yan and others.
"No, I have enough clothes. Sister Juan, next time you have that lipstick, can you bring me one?"
Song Xiaojuan nodded and said, of course there is no problem with that.
After Liu Yan and the others left, Song Xiaojuan turned around and found that the mother and daughter were looking at her with their mouths wide open.
"Is this really your shop? This shop must make a lot of money, right? Amaya Juan, you are really capable. It just so happens that your sister Yan Zi wants to find a job. This is perfect. You can ask her to help you. Are you going to sell those bottles and jars too?" The mother and daughter's faces changed immediately when they heard that Song Xiaojuan was the boss.
Song Xiaojuan really felt that it was a waste of words to say more: "If you don't want to buy it, go shopping somewhere else."
"Just now you said this one was too expensive. Juanzi, your second aunt gave you a lot of clothes when you were a child. Now you're a successful boss, and your sister has no clothes to wear when she goes on a blind date. As her sister, lend her one and I'll return it to you later."
Song Xiaojuan admired how shameless this person was. How could he say it out loud? "Yanzi is going on a blind date, so as a mother, you have to buy her one no matter what. Yanzi, the skirt you are holding is originally worth 100 yuan, so I will sell it to you for 50 yuan at a discount."
"What the hell! Fifty bucks for just this little bit of cloth? Isn't that a scam? Look, Juan..."
"It's noon now. I have to go eat. Do you guys want to go shopping or something?" Song Xiaojuan didn't even listen to her finish her words. She stood up, holding Yan Zi with one hand and her mother with the other, and dragged them towards the store door.
"Aunt Juanzi tells you, can you let your sister come to work for you?" He was already out the door, but he was still thinking about this.
Song Xiaojuan glanced at the people at the door of the nearby shop and didn't want to be laughed at: "I'll think about it. I'll find you if I need anything."
After a lot of hassle, I finally got the mother and daughter away.
Song Xiaojuan felt that she was not very good at dealing with this kind of person, but Zhao Guomin might be able to do it. She didn't know whether his mother had left or not. He was so generous and stingy that he had no place to vent his praise.
Zhao Guomin sneezed in front of the store. There were not many people this morning, and it would be difficult to buy a house from this small store.
The planting plan has to be accelerated.
"Your store must make a lot of money every year. People in this city are really willing to spend money." Zhao Guozhu sat on a chair with his legs crossed and smoking.
The fourth brother's brain was really good. I thought he was just hanging around in the county, but who knew he would become a boss. Now he has money, isn't the only thing he needs? He didn't believe that the fourth brother could really fall in love with the girl from the old Song family.
The girl is just good-looking, but her conditions are not good. With a father-in-law who is an official, Zhao Guozhu doesn't believe that the fourth brother will not be tempted.
"Old Fourth, do you still remember your junior high school classmate, the old Tan from Shanggou Village? Her uncle is the secretary of Zan Town."
"I forgot, when will you return my professional fee to me? My shop is waiting for the money." Zhao Guomin stretched out his long legs, one hand in his pocket, and the other holding a cigarette, looking handsome and cool.
"Tsk! I didn't even give it back to you, and you're still arguing with your second brother."
Zhao Guomin sneered: "No money, but do you have land?"
"What do you mean?"
"The money was offset by your piece of land on Dongshan Mountain for five years." Zhao Guomin lowered his eyelids and spoke without warmth.
Zhao Guozhu almost fell off his chair after hearing this: "What the hell! Your second brother and his whole family depend on that land for their livelihood, are you kidding me?" When the land was divided, he had to be a rogue to get it. The fourth brother really dared to ask for it.
"Then just prepare the money for me and I'll rent someone else's."
"I'll pay you back as soon as I have money. Besides, why are you renting land?"
"Yes, so you are planning to neither return the money nor release the land? Xiaoguang is almost ten years old, and you are planning to let him go to school in the village?" Zhao Guomin took a puff of cigarette and said casually.
Zhao Guozhu's mind raced: "The land on the East Mountain is not good, but the land on the West Mountain is OK."
"Xishan's words were written in black and white ten years ago."
"I'm your biological brother! Why are you trying to trick me like this?" Zhao Guozhu said excitedly.
Zhao Guomin didn't say anything, and the matter was settled.
"Fourth brother, you are not a child anymore, it's time for you to get married. The one your mother introduced to you is not good enough, so I will introduce you to your junior high school classmate. It would be great if you know him well." After finishing the main business, Zhao Guozhu brought the conversation around to this.
Zhao Guomin found out. If he didn't get married and the matter didn't settle down, how could Song Xiaojuan, who was so stubborn, agree to get married?
He himself didn't realize that the first person he thought of when doing something now was Song Xiaojuan, and he felt justified in doing so.
He defined himself as being like this because he was only familiar with Song Xiaojuan.
"Aren't you going to work?" Zhao Guomin was a little puzzled when he saw that Zhao Guozhu had no intention of leaving.
Zhao Guozhu felt a little awkward. He called the Tan family and lied, saying that the fourth brother was too busy and asked the girl to come up so they could meet.
The Tan family will come up tomorrow, and Zhao Guozhu doesn't dare to leave.
When he returned home in the evening, Zhao Guomin wanted to talk to Song Xiaojuan about "marriage", but seeing Song Xiaojuan's tired look, he didn't say it.
Following Song Xiaojuan into the house: "Are there a lot of people today? If you can't handle it yourself, just hire someone."
Song Xiaojuan sat on the sofa she had made, looking at the puddle, and spoke listlessly: "I seem to have been in trouble these past few days. I was really mad at your mother last night, and today I met Yan Zi and her mother and daughter. I should check the almanac before going out tomorrow!"
Zhao Guomin, sitting next to her, frowned: "How can you talk like that?"
"That's what I say, if you don't want to listen, leave!"
Zhao Guomin glanced at Song Xiaojuan, stood up, opened the door and left.
Song Xiaojuan didn't know why she suddenly got so angry.
He criticized her without asking any questions and she felt wronged. But if she thought about it carefully, Zhao Guomin was not her relative, so why should she care what he said?
Song Xiaojuan attributed this to the fact that her period was approaching.
When she was about to fall asleep on the sofa, the door creaked. Song Xiaojuan opened her eyes hazily and saw that it was Zhao Guomin who came in carrying something.
He put the plate on the table, walked over and pulled up Song Xiaojuan. When his big hands covered Song Xiaojuan's hands, Song Xiaojuan's heart beat faster for a few seconds.
"What are you doing?" She clearly wanted to ask in a tough tone, but when she said it, her tone sounded a little coquettish.
Song Xiaojuan felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Guomin acted as if he hadn't heard the answer: "I'll sleep after dinner."
"I don't eat what your mother cooks. She scolded me yesterday." Song Xiaojuan muttered softly.
Zhao Guomin looked at her helplessly and said, "Song Xiaojuan, how old are you? Let me cook the food, please eat it."
Song Xiaojuan looked at him in surprise. This guy can cook. It turns out that he had tricked her into working for free before.
Song Xiaojuan looked at him with eyes that gradually changed from surprise to ferocity.
Zhao Guomin chuckled, realizing what she meant. "I'm not kidding you. I'm learning this now. Try it and see if it tastes good."
Song Xiaojuan was skeptical, but after taking a bite, she found it was indeed a bit salty.
Song Xiaojuan looked very happy with the food and gave a thumbs up.
Zhao Guomin chuckled and said, "Alright, stop pretending. My hands were shaking and I put too much salt."
Looking at Song Xiaojuan's explosive expression, his mood suddenly became very good.
Song Xiaojuan felt a little uncomfortable and coughed: "That..."
Before she could finish, Zhao Guomin stopped her. He knew what she was going to say.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered those unfair accusations. Even though it has nothing to do with us, it's my fault for occupying someone else's body. I have to take responsibility."
It was the first time that Song Xiaojuan saw Zhao Guomin speak so seriously. She felt a little emotional: "I really envy you for having two families. No matter which world you are in, you have a mother who worries about you. Zhao Guomin, I miss my mother." Song Xiaojuan didn't feel sad, but her tears just flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.
When Zhao Guomin heard Song Xiaojuan say that she missed her mother, his heart suddenly felt like being pricked by a needle.
Without thinking, he pulled her over and held her in his arms: "And me."
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