Back to the village, people are evil
Song Xiaojuan didn't expect that the styles she designed would sell so well, especially the skirt, which attracted so many people. The boss next door risked his reputation and tried to get close to Song Xiaojuan.
“Where do you get your goods?”
Song Xiaojuan didn't hide it and told the other party directly: "But the clothing style is designed by myself."
The boss next door: “…” Just bragging.
Song Xiaojuan knew that the other party didn't believe her, so she didn't argue. Some things needed to be proven slowly. Once her name became famous, she could monopolize these businesses in the county. Now the most urgent task was to open the factory.
The money I have is definitely not enough, I also have to support the cosmetics business.
When she was in Guangzhou, she had already obtained the agency rights for cosmetics, and Song Xiaojuan knew that she had taken advantage of the favorable conditions of the times.
In addition to selling goods, she also rented a counter on the first floor of the department store. She decorated it according to the standards of modern counters, with mirrors, lights, and posters, which made the counter look quite different.
Song Xiaojuan started recruiting people. She currently plans to hire someone to sell clothes upstairs while she works downstairs.
As soon as the recruitment information was posted, Liu Yan also came for the interview.
"Boss, I really like this industry. Do you think I'm suitable for it?"
Song Xiaojuan was actually a little confused. She remembered that Liu Yan worked in a nearby factory. "So you're quitting that job?"
"Well, the instrument factory isn't doing well right now, so a few of us resigned a while ago."
Liu Yan has a good personality, but the sales industry relies on talking, so Song Xiaojuan didn't dare to hire her easily. She asked her to try the job for a day first, and Liu Yan agreed.
After a day of spending time with her, Song Xiaojuan found that she was okay and good at talking, so she handed over the clothing project to Liu Yan.
When Zhao Guomin came back, Song Xiaojuan's counter had already started operating.
At first, when everyone saw the decoration of her counter, they didn't dare to ask, fearing that the price was too expensive. Song Xiaojuan was thick-skinned and shouted at people who came in.
The effect is really obvious, and other counters have also followed her example, but unfortunately they have a limited variety of products.
Song Xiaojuan has a complete set of skin care products on her counter. She also applied for trial samples from the manufacturer. Her counter gradually became well-known among the wives' circle.
When they returned home in the evening, Zhao Guomin had already prepared dinner and Song Xiaojuan had changed into her home clothes.
"Is it done?" As he said that, he went to the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks.
"Well, it's almost done. The second one wants to join me." Zhao Guomin brought over a plate of tomatoes.
Song Xiaojuan was stunned: "Doesn't he have a job?"
"Who thinks money is too much?"
Song Xiaojuan laughed: "The four brothers in the Zhao family all have their eyes on the second brother."
Zhao Guomin was picking up some food when he heard Song Xiaojuan say that and sneered, "I guess it was his father-in-law who gave him the idea."
"You agreed."
Zhao Guomin swallowed his food before saying, "Well, he contributed all the land in Dongshan."
He specially asked an agricultural expert to look at the land and found that it was suitable for planting.
But we will definitely not be able to make a profit in the next two years, we will have to endure it slowly.
After Song Xiaojuan asked the question, she never mentioned it again. The two of them had a clear division of labor and did not interfere with each other's areas.
Over the past six months, Song Xiaojuan made a net profit of more than 150,000 yuan from clothing and cosmetics. At the end of the year, Song Xiaojuan bought a mobile phone.
On the day she bought the phone, Zhao Guomin teased her: "Tsk tsk, how unfashionable! It's such a big brick, don't you think it's heavy?"
As a result, Zhao Guomin also got the bandage a few days later.
But the phone signal is not good. The antenna is installed wherever he goes. Zhao Guomin has to move around to find a signal when he makes a phone call at home.
There were also "twists and turns" when Li Fengjiang called him.
Song Xiaojuan was sitting on the sofa watching TV. After seeing him hang up the phone, she asked, "He wants to ask you out?"
"No, he's getting married on the 19th and asked me to go to the wedding." As he sat down, he picked up the apple that Song Xiaojuan had peeled and ate it.
"When did he find a girlfriend? How come I don't know anything about it?"
Zhao Guomin was amused by Song Xiaojuan's shocked expression. "I guess their family introduced them. They're a good match."
Speaking of weddings, Song Xiaojuan remembered that she had never had a wedding yet. The two of them had been busy and no one thought about it.
Song Xiaojuan probably held a wedding and set up a banquet in her hometown, after all, all of Lao Zhao's relatives were in the village.
When she thought about returning to the village, Song Xiaojuan lost interest in the wedding.
On the day of Li Fengjiang's wedding, Song Xiaojuan wore a trench coat of her own design with a skirt underneath, which made her look slender and elegant.
When the two arrived at the restaurant, it was already full of people, and their seats were arranged at the back.
Those sitting in the front were all from Li Fengjiang's father's circle.
"Which side are you related to?"
Zhao Guomin turned around and saw that the person who was speaking was a young man next to him, wearing a shirt and trousers. He was probably Li Fengjiang's colleague.
"Well, Fengjiang and I are comrades."
"Hey, where are they now?"
Zhao Guomin laughed and said, "I run a small business myself." He then poured water into the cup in front of Song Xiaojuan.
When the other party heard that Zhao Guomin was doing small business, he immediately turned his head away and ignored him while drinking water.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The wedding ceremony was relatively simple at this time. When the newlyweds were toasting, they walked to their table. Li Fengjiang took the bride's hand and introduced Zhao Guomin and Song Xiaojuan.
His wife is called Qiu Yao. She has a good temperament and you can tell she grew up in an intellectual family.
"This is my comrade Zhao Guomin, and this is his wife, Song Xiaojuan. She owns the Junya cosmetics counter in the department store."
Li Fengjiang's wife originally had a very dull expression, and although she was smiling, it didn't show in her eyes.
When he heard that Song Xiaojuan was selling cosmetics, there was only a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Song Xiaojuan knew that she was not in the same circle as others, so it was normal that people didn't take her seriously.
I thought they would never meet again.
As a result, on Sunday, Qiu Yao went shopping with her friends. Her friend wanted to buy some cosmetics and happened to come to Song Xiaojuan's counter.
When Qiu Yao saw Song Xiaojuan, she was stunned for a moment, her expression a little cold: "It's you."
Song Xiaojuan didn't do anything to please the customers but ended up treating them as ordinary customers and introducing them as she should.
She also tried it on her friend and the effect was really good.
The other party was very happy: "Before, I bought it and asked my friends in the south to bring it back. I didn't expect that there would be a counter in our county."
Song Xiaojuan had a smile on her face and said sincerely, "You can come to me if you want to buy anything in the future. I am their agent and I sell their products."
Qiu Yao looks aloof, but her friends are easy to get along with.
Song Xiaojuan also left her phone number with the other party.
When the other party saw Song Xiaojuan take out her mobile phone, he chuckled: "Why are you with my dad? He also bought one a while ago. This phone looks like a brick to me."
Song Xiaojuan smiled and said, "It makes it easy to contact you. I'll call you when I have new products."
The other party took a set of cosmetics from her and left.
Song Xiaojuan was in an extremely good mood that afternoon. She even told Zhao Guomin about this when she got home.
"What does the Qiu Yao family do?"
Zhao Guomin was soaking his feet and was stunned when she asked him, "Who is Qiu Yao?"
"Li Fengjiang's girlfriend."
"Oh, I heard him say that his parents are both teachers, so why did he think of asking her?"
"She brought her friends to my counter today. She was so cool." Song Xiaojuan was applying a facial mask and scared Zhao Guomin when she turned around.
"Didn't you kill her?" Zhao Guomin asked with a smile.
Song Xiaojuan kicked him in the waist: "What are you talking about!"
Zhao Guomin smiled but said nothing.
Time flies, and it’s the end of the year in the blink of an eye.
Song Xiaojuan didn't want to go back, and Zhao Guomin didn't want to go back either.
As a result, the old lady called and told them to go back, otherwise they would have to come up.
The two returned on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month.
The old lady's spirits improved, and when she saw Song Xiaojuan, she no longer looked at him with the same frown as last time, with her nose and glasses tilted up.
The main reason is that Song Xiaojuan is very confident and she can't win against her.
In the evening, Song Xiaojuan helped the eldest son's wife to make a fire.
The eldest daughter-in-law looked around the room and saw that no one was there. She whispered to Song Xiaojuan, "Maybe the old lady has found her second spring."
"Ah?" Song Xiaojuan was really stunned. This old lady was probably over 60 years old, but she was quite... fashionable.
"The old man from the Xu family in Shangzhangzi Village used to be the principal of a primary school in town. He's retired now. I don't know how the old lady fell in love with him last time."
"If we like each other, just go ahead."
"What's there to celebrate? An old man needs a companion."
"Ah!" Song Xiaojuan was really shocked this time. It turned out that this old lady had become the "third child".
Song Xiaojuan didn't say anything except "ah". She didn't want to get involved in their affairs.
At dinner time in the evening, several families came. At the table, Song Xiaojuan just ate her own food and didn't interfere unless she was asked.
The eldest daughter-in-law saw Song Xiaojuan eating without saying a word, so she picked up a piece of fish for the old lady and said, "Mom, have this fish. It's grass carp. I bought it from Old Xu at the market today."
When Song Xiaojuan heard her mention Old Xu, she raised her eyebrows. It seemed that the eldest son's wife was looking for the starting gun in the afternoon.
The second son’s wife glanced at the eldest son’s wife, smiled, and lowered her head to eat.
"Mom, I heard that you and Old Xu have been getting close recently?" The third son's wife didn't want to be acquiesced and asked directly.
The old lady slammed the bowl down on the table and said, "Who told you that? What if she saw it? How dare you treat an old woman like that? Are you trying to kill me with bad intentions?"
When the bosses heard the noise, they quickly ran over and asked, "What's going on?"
The old lady pointed at the third son and scolded him, "Look at you, you married this prodigal daughter-in-law. She slandered me and said I was having an affair with someone else! She doesn't want me to live a good life! If you don't want to support her, you should have told me earlier. I'll go to the fourth son!"
Song Xiaojuan shuddered and looked back at Zhao Guomin, who seemed quite calm behind her.
Song Xiaojuan curled her lips, saying that he was acting like a big shot.
The third son cursed his wife and quickly said to the old lady, "Mom, she doesn't know how to talk. Don't bother with her. It's not worth getting angry."
"Which of my lies is it? Everyone in the village knows it now. Last episode, he was getting close to Old Xu. He's quite old. If you don't feel ashamed, we will!" The third son's wife really didn't hold back on what she wanted to say.
The third brother was so angry that his face turned pale, and he went over and slapped her.
The old lady was so angry that she was shaking and pointed at the third son's wife without saying a word for a long time.
Later he fainted, luckily the boss was close by and caught him.
The old lady was sent directly to a nearby health center.
Song Xiaojuan sighed, this year was going to be another restless one.
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