Huang Wanzhen squinted at Song Wenxu, "Who told you that? Is it true?"
"Tsk—, sister, you're looking down on me! Du Hongliu is my buddy. How can the official news be inaccurate?!"
Huang Wanzhen rolled her eyes, said "Oh", poured herself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.
Song Wenxu picked up the Buddhist beads on the table and began to twist them again. "Sister, you've been listening for so long, don't you have any thoughts?"
Huang Wanzhen put down the white porcelain teacup and asked suspiciously, "What should I think?"
Song Wenxu put the Buddhist beads down again with a "pop." "As the saying goes, the first to strike is the strongest, the last to strike will suffer. Last time, Gao Weizi was the first to strike, and you suffered the consequences. This time, it's your turn to take the initiative."
Huang Wanzhen shook her head. "I would like to, but my strength doesn't allow it. I'm a weak woman with no backing and no connections. How can I do it?"
"Stupid! Why don't you have anyone?! You are Xiaoliu's sister, so you are my sister. I can help you!"
Huang Wanzhen thought about it and knew what he meant. "Is your fee expensive?"
"One price! Two thousand dollars! I guarantee you'll have no worries. As long as you pay, this matter will have nothing to do with you."
Huang Wanzhen thought about it, nodded, and then shook her head.
Song Wenxu was confused. "Sister, you're nodding and shaking your head, what do you mean?"
"Two thousand yuan is too much. I don't have that much money. Forget it."
"No! Two thousand is not much. Gao Weizi is not an ordinary person. She is half Japanese after all. The risk is too great. Ordinary people dare not touch her. I have the relationship with Xiaoliu, so I give you such a cheap price. Otherwise, it should be at least this amount." Song Wenxu held up three fingers. Huang Wanzhen didn't believe it. Based on his reputation with Song Wenyin, it was impossible for him to give her a cheap price, let alone such a big discount.
Huang Wanzhen sighed, "Ah! If I had money, I would definitely come to you, but I don't have that much money! I thought we'd wait and see. Saga Jiro is dead, and Gao Weizi's mother must be in danger too. Gao Weizi is an orphan, and so beautiful, so she's probably not going to have a good ending."
No matter how Song Wenxu tried to persuade her, Huang Wanzhen just said that she didn't have that much money. In the end, Song Wenxu had no choice but to leave a business card and leave with his people.
In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month, and Jixiangtang's business was getting better and better. Su Jingyi also brought an order for French lace.
This semester, despite the constant flow of events, big and small, and the overwhelming amount of things to do, Huang Wanzhen managed to keep up with her studies. When the final exam results came out, Huang Wanzhen again took first place, demonstrating the power of interest.
Because she did well in the exam, Huang Wanzhen felt much better and was able to focus on her business.
She accompanied Su Jingyi to the Women's School for two days and found that the lace patterns selected for orders from France were all animals and plants. She suddenly had an idea and asked Sui Sui if she could use silk thread to draw portraits.
"The outline is fine, but as for how similar they are, that's not the case."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and said, "It's good to have a contour. The person I asked you to draw has a signature outfit. After you draw it, I will help dye it so that it will be easier to recognize."
Unexpectedly, Sui Sui said, "You don't have to draw it first and then dye it. You can use different colored silk threads to draw it. This way, the colors won't fade and it will look cleaner."
Huang Wanzhen clenched her fist and clapped it on the palm of her other hand, "Sui Sui, you're amazing."
Huang Wanzhen didn't need to ask anyone for help. She had learned how to dye silk threads from Yin Jialuo. She went directly to Dong'an Market to buy all the materials and started working at the Women's School.
More than ten days later, Suisui drew the first lace New Year picture. A fat old man in red clothes and white beard was sitting on a sleigh pulled by reindeer.
"This one isn't very neat, so let's keep it for the New Year and draw another one every year..."
Before Huang Wanzhen could finish her words, the lace painting in her hand was snatched away by Su Jingyi, "Wow! It's so beautiful! Why not put it up for the New Year? It's more appropriate to put it up for Christmas. Why not save it for next Christmas?"
"That's still a year away. We have to give the gift early. If we wait until then, even if Amber likes it, it will be too late to ship it back to France. Doesn't that mean our order will have to wait another year?"
After hearing Huang Wanzhen's words, Su Jingyi's heart moved. After thinking for a while, her eyes suddenly opened wide and she looked at Huang Wanzhen with sparkling eyes. "Huang Wanzhen, that's great! Let me see how your head is made. How come you have so many money-making ideas?" As she spoke, she was about to pry open Huang Wanzhen's head. Huang Wanzhen quickly took two steps back and raised her hand to stop her. "Stop, do you still want the order? This is the idea I came up with. You have to give me 10%."
"Hehe, no problem, no problem." Huang Wanzhen's idea of making money simply fascinated Su Jingyi, who was saving money.
With such a good idea, Su Jingyi specially invited Huang Wanzhen to a Western restaurant to eat steak.
Su Jingyi had made a lot of money on this French order and felt that she had worked hard. To reward herself, she sat down and ordered a large medium-rare black pepper steak and a glass of French wine. She also generously let Huang Wanzhen order whatever she wanted.
Su Jingyi had known Huang Wanzhen for so many years, so she naturally knew that she rarely left any food on her plate. She usually left her plates and bowls empty after eating, which was not in line with the aesthetics of their class. She once asked Huang Wanzhen why she did this, as it would make the host feel embarrassed. Huang Wanzhen simply replied, "I don't want to waste food."
As they ate, they looked through the glass windows of the western restaurant and noticed that it was snowing outside. Huang Wanzhen said with emotion, "It's Chinese New Year again. Time flies."
Su Jingyi nodded and said, "I plan to take the entrance exam to study abroad next year."
Huang Wanzhen looked up at her and asked, "Have you thought it through?"
"I've made up my mind. If I can't get into the government-funded study abroad program, I'll study abroad on my own. My family will pay for it anyway."
"Which country are you going to?"
Su Jingyi smiled and said, "America, I've already thought about it. I'll open a foreign company in the United States and continue doing business with you. I have such a good resource, it would be a waste if I don't use it."
Huang Wanzhen smiled and said, "Okay, you can also get some popular goods that are not available here. Let's cooperate and start another company."
Su Jingyi curled her lips, "I can follow you, but I can't bring Song Wenyin with me!"
"You two must have had a life-and-death feud in your past life, otherwise why would you be so at odds with each other?"
Su Jingyi scoffed at this remark, "It's Song Wenyin who unilaterally dislikes me. To be frank, this matter is related to you."
Huang Wanzhen stuffed a large piece of steak into her mouth, chewed it vigorously for a few times, and swallowed it. "What does it have to do with me?"
"Do you still remember Ye Mengyu?"
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