Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Lucky Number
She was embarrassed to accept the extra 121 yuan and tried to refuse. "The original price is fine. You don’t have to round up."
"88 is a lucky number."
At the accountant’s insistence, Wen Ci accepted the money. She extended a hand and, with a slight smile, said, "The next time Jiangnan Mall buys clothes from me, I’ll give you a one-percent discount."
A one-percent discount might not sound like much, but in an era where the average monthly salary was just a few dozen yuan, it added up. Ten yuan off every thousand meant that on an order worth tens of thousands, you could save enough to cover the workers’ wages.
"I look forward to our next cooperation."
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The sun was shining brightly. Wen Ci faced its warmth and stretched contentedly. ’Another twenty thousand-plus yuan earned today. So satisfying!’
Including the goods sold over the past few days, she had already earned nearly 100,000 yuan. Another 100,000, and she could settle her payment to Xu Jinghe. After deducting shipping costs, the rest would be pure profit.
Wen Ci went back to the warehouse to check on things.
At least four-fifths of the stock was still in the warehouse.
Wen Ci rubbed her hands together in excitement.
Suddenly, a few workers called out from outside the warehouse, "Boss Wen, do you need us to load any more goods? If not, we’re about to head out."
"You can all head out," Wen Ci replied.
If she were to rent another small truck and have the workers load it now, it would be too late. By the time she got to the market, the morning crowd of shoppers would have already gone home to make lunch.
"Okay, we’re off then, Boss Wen."
"Mm-hmm."
Wen Ci left the warehouse a short while later. As she passed the "green-skinned" train station, she saw a familiar figure: a woman in an exquisite dress.
Wen Ci put a hand to her forehead.
’There’s a whole flock of admirers around Huo Jingyuan.’
Su Wanqing was back from the Northwest, too.
Wen Ci sighed softly, a headache already forming. It wasn’t that she was worried her husband would be unfaithful; she was just sick and tired of these ridiculous clichés.
But of course, Su Wanqing was relentless, even though she knew full well that Huo Jingyuan was married.
She even used her experience abroad as a twisted justification, saying, "People who are truly in love can’t be broken up. If they are, it just proves it wasn’t true love."
’Her logic was completely twisted.’
Wen Ci let out a long sigh. She had no idea what kind of trouble Su Wanqing would stir up now that she was back in Beijing, and she could only hope the woman would stay out of her way.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t hesitate to have Su Wanqing socially ruined.
So what if she’d lived abroad for years? Now that she was in Beijing, she had to learn the local customs. Ordinary people despised a woman who tries to break up a family.
And her marriage to Huo Jingyuan was a military marriage.
The gossip alone would be enough to ruin her.
Back home.
Wen Yaozu was still exercising. He had gotten used to running, but for a full-body workout, he also needed to train his upper body. Huo Jingyuan had scheduled other exercises for him.
"Sis, how are you back so early?"
"Where’s your brother-in-law?"
"In the living room, on the phone."
Suddenly, Wen Ci remembered that Huo Jingyuan’s grandparents probably didn’t know about his injury. And because of the matter with Wen Yaozu’s computer, he would surely have to tell them.
Just then, Huo Jingyuan walked out of the living room and into the courtyard. He looked at Wen Ci with a weary expression, the corner of his eye twitching. "Grandpa and Grandma are coming to Beijing," he said.
?
Wen Ci put a hand to her forehead but quickly accepted the fact that she would be meeting his elders. Sooner or later, you have to meet the in-laws. She’d been married to Huo Jingyuan for quite some time now and still hadn’t met them.
Wen Ci looked at Huo Jingyuan seriously. "As the younger generation, we can’t have them make a special trip all the way to Beijing just to see us. We should go to Hangzhou to meet them."
Huo Jingyuan asked, "But don’t you have your business to run?"
’Running a business isn’t as important as meeting family.’
’Besides, these are Huo Jingyuan’s actual grandparents.’
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