"Now that you know the answer, help me think of a solution."

"I was thinking of doing it myself before, but now that I'm pregnant, I don't think I'll have much energy to operate a sewing machine, so I'm thinking about whether I can cooperate with a factory."

Nowadays, the trend of imitation is too strong. Any style that is slightly popular in the market will be all over the streets within a few days.

Copying styles is also considered a crime. When people engage in price wars, the quality is greatly reduced, and the reputation of the owner is also damaged...

Terrible business environment.

"I, Sister Hong, can't make much money just by relying on myself. It's such a loss."

"I'll help you find a solution."

Zhao Xingyu took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, sat her on his lap, and rubbed his head against her shoulder affectionately.

Qi Sisi turned her head to look at him.

"What can you do?"

Judging from his tone, he seems to have an idea.

"Didn't I say before that my maternal uncle was planning to return to China to invest?"

"ah?"

So, does it have anything to do with her?

"fool!"

Zhao Xingyu touched her forehead lightly.

"You have designs and endless creative ideas. Uncle 녦뀪놌 and his friends can open a clothing factory together."

It's not that they don't have money, they just don't have the reputation of overseas Chinese or foreign investment.

Today's policies strongly support foreign investment, and your uncle is always trustworthy.

My uncle had just arrived, so he wouldn't be cheated because of his relationship with his wife's family.

"real?"

Qi Sisi's eyes widened.

It felt like a dream-like answer.

She was still worrying about how to sell the clothes she made so as not to lose money and not to waste her hard work. Suddenly this man told her that she could open a clothing factory?

"real!"

Zhao Xingyu smiled gently.

They also had the conditions to open a factory, but their funds could not withstand scrutiny.

With the cover of my uncle's foreign capital, everything can be explained.

"Where is your uncle now?"

I just heard him say it, but I've never seen it.

She can't wait to see her own clothing factory!

"What's the hurry?"

Zhao Xingyu rubbed her ear with the tip of his nose.

"My uncle is in Pengcheng and has been in contact with the government recently. They will visit my father after I finish my further studies."

Qi Sisi nodded thoughtfully.

Pengcheng!

It's a good place, and now it's time to develop it.

"Will we have enough money left to open a factory?"

Qi Sisi thought that if he could buy a piece of land in Pengcheng, even if he did nothing and waited for the house price to soar, the profit would be hundreds of times higher in time.

“It’s hard to say.”

"It depends on how big you want to do it."

Zhao Xingyu estimated that there would be no more left.

"With the strength of my uncle and his people, we will definitely make it bigger and stronger."

Qi Sisi was also a little hesitant.

If they opened a factory in Pengcheng, her husband was not strong enough to do that. But she heard that an old comrade-in-arms was there who had held her in his arms when she was a child and gave her a longevity lock.

"Go back and ask my dad."

"So, can I sell my clothes now?" Qi Sisi teased helplessly.

If you sell it now and the design is leaked, it will be difficult to sell it in large quantities later.

"Why don't you keep it for yourself? You'll look good in any of them."

Zhao Xingyu hugged her, rubbing their heads against each other, keeping each other warm in the slightly cool room temperature.

"That's true."

A twenty-year-old flower girl, her young body is at its most energetic stage, she is pretty, fair-skinned, and slim, and she looks good even if she wears a sack.

Qi Sisi instantly regained her smug look, which made her proud.

This is how it was agreed.

Qi Sisi solved her big problem and her appetite improved. She ate two big bowls of egg fried rice the next day.

Zhao Xingyu helplessly teased: "Is this child a slow person? Does he like to eat leftovers?"

Qi Sisi was so angry that she glared at him.

Even Lao Zhao frowned to show his dissatisfaction.

Instead, Liu Qin was secretly pleased with herself.

How can someone who likes to eat leftovers have any future? And she looks like a girl, which is even more useless.

Unlike her, she is a man with a lively personality.

"How's school going lately?"

Lao Zhao changed the subject.

Zhao Xingyu nodded without hesitation: "Very good."

"If you have time, I'll take you to meet some old friends." Old Zhao mentioned casually.

"They gave you a birthday present that year. You've been here for so long, but they haven't visited you. They may want some gifts."

Zhao Xingyu is a famous writer.

What is the old man planning?

"OK!"

He is not afraid. If an enemy comes, he will stop him with his generals; if water comes, he will block it with earth. Whatever tricks he has, he will just let his horse come.

He agreed so readily that Old Zhao was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, there was a faint "hmm".

Liu Qin was listening at the side. She had been exposed to the conversation for so many years, so she naturally understood the meaning behind it. She hurriedly tried to stop him, saying, "Old Zhao, we are all old friends. There is no need to be so formal, right?"

Damn old man, you want to hand over all your connections to your stepson so early?

Then when Xingming grows up, what will be left for him?

No! This must be stopped!

"What do you know?"

Old Zhao glanced at it impatiently.

"That's my old friend, not Xingyu's. As a junior, it's proper etiquette for him to visit."

"It's settled. I'll take you guys to visit my friends tomorrow night."

As the head of the family, Mr. Zhao made the decision decisively.

"I'm going too?" Liu Qin asked in surprise.

Is the old man trying to put on a show of family harmony in front of everyone?

Lao Zhao looked at her strangely, "I'm talking about Xingyu and Sisi. It's not like those old guys don't know you."

Liu Qin is not Xingyu's mother, and the atmosphere would be awkward when she was brought over.

If those old guys talk about his ex-wife's past, there will be a quarrel at home.

Although Lao Zhao is a bit rough, he is not stupid.

"Uh, haha, that's true..."

Liu Qin tried to make amends with a stiff face.

There is still some unpleasant feeling in my heart.

Lao Zhao's is really biased...

As I thought about it, my nose started to feel a little sore and I lowered my head lower.

In the end, he left the table earlier than everyone else and turned away.

"Dad? Aunt Liu doesn't seem happy."

Qi Sisi reminded quietly.

Old Zhao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about her. This matter is settled."

It's true that Xingming is his child, but isn't Xingyu his?

Xingming's qualifications do not allow him to join the military, and as for a career in politics, there is no sign of it happening yet.

There is no hatred between the two brothers.

He had handed over the resources to his eldest son earlier. If Xingyu could succeed in the future, would he be reluctant to help Xingming?

Liu Qin is a short-sighted woman. She only sees small interests and cannot see far into the future.