Bai Lu was publicly belittled by Lin Qinghuan, her face turning pale and then red. She looked at Lin Qinghuan as she walked away with resentment in her eyes.
Bai Lu has always been proud of her status as an international student, and she always acts superior and self-important, which makes Wang Xin very unhappy. Now that Wang Xin sees Bai Lu getting the short end of the stick, she feels very happy, and the corners of her lips can't help but turn up slightly.
"Auntie, I have an appointment with a friend, so I won't be able to keep you company." After saying that, Wang Xin walked away happily in her high heels.
Qin's mother lost interest in shopping and told Bai Lu that she had hailed a taxi to go home.
Bai Lu should remain alone in the same place, her face showing resentment.
When Lin Qinghuan returned home, she saw Aunt Wei sitting in the living room. When she saw Lin Qinghuan and Lin Qing enter the living room, she smiled brightly.
"Qinghuan, you're back," Aunt Wei said with a smile.
Lin Qinghuan walked over and sat down next to Aunt Wei with a smile, and asked with a smile, "Aunt Wei, you are a rare guest. What made you think of coming to see me today?"
Aunt Wei laughed heartily and said bluntly, "I came to see you about the design drawings."
Lin Qinghuan's face showed a hint of understanding. She looked at Aunt Wei without saying anything, waiting for her to continue.
"Qinghuan, could you lower your expectations a little?" Aunt Wei asked.
Lin Qinghuan asked, "How much lower does Second Aunt want to go?"
"How about 15 percent?" Aunt Wei asked tentatively.
Lin Qinghuan shook her head. She really didn't want to sell her design sketches to Aunt Wei. She wanted to open her own clothing store, sell clothes she designed herself, build her reputation, and then slowly expand her business. Besides, she had a spatial ability, and she could take two or three of the treasures in her space to sell, which would be enough for her to live on for a lifetime.
"Qinghuan, is it really impossible to have less?" Aunt Wei asked.
"Second Aunt, my grandfather is rich and dotes on me. If I just ask, he can open a clothing factory for me. I'm only willing to cooperate with you because of Wei Xiao," Lin Qinghuan said frankly.
Aunt Wei knew that Lin Qinghuan's grandfather was rich, otherwise he wouldn't have bought several plots of land in the suburbs. If Lin Qinghuan asked, her grandfather would really open a clothing factory for her, making it difficult for her to get a share of the profits.
After thinking it over, Aunt Wei felt that cooperating with Lin Qinghuan would be a sure thing, so she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you 20% of the net profit."
"Second Aunt, it's a pleasure doing business with you!" Lin Qinghuan said, extending her hand.
Aunt Wei smiled and shook hands with Lin Qinghuan, "It's a pleasure to work with you!"
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After Lin Qinghuan and Aunt Wei signed the contract, she handed the design drawings to Aunt Wei, smiled and saw her off at the front door. She watched Aunt Wei walk away before turning back into the house.
Lin Qinghuan walked into the living room and looked at Lin Qing, saying, "I've already talked to Aunt Wei Er about getting supplies from her clothing factory. I can give you the money later. Go find her tomorrow and open the clothing store."
"Okay!" Lin Qing said.
Lin Qinghuan went upstairs back to her room, took out an envelope from her spatial storage, turned around and left the room, went downstairs to the living room, and handed the envelope to Lin Qing. "There is five hundred yuan in this envelope. Take it to buy goods. Remember to keep the purchase list safe."
Lin Qing took the envelope and turned to go back to her room.
Time flew by, Lin Qinghuan's clothing store opened and business was pretty good, and Grandpa Lin's real estate company was also thriving.
Grandpa Lin even hired two nannies to take care of Lin Qinghuan. Lin Qinghuan spent her days reading books and occasionally visiting clothing stores. She lived a life of ease, with everything done for her. Lin Piaoxue's only regret was that Wei Xiao was on a mission and his return date was uncertain.
That day, Lin Qinghuan went for a walk on the street with her small leather bag to clear her head. She saw an unexpected person, Lin Piaoxue.
Lin Piaoxue, wearing a beautiful woolen coat and exquisite makeup, sat with a young man at a window seat in a restaurant, having a meal.
Lin Qinghuan's lips curled into a cold smile as she strode into the restaurant, finally able to vent the resentment she had been holding in.
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