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“Brother Chi Zi, something's wrong! I saw Sister Xiao Xian—oh no, I mean Sister-in-law and Qian Qian. They are with a man who looks quite decent.”
Shen Chi's face darkened immediately upon hearing this. “Got it.”
“No, Brother Chi Zi, don’t hang up! I’m telling you, they were laughing and chatting together…”
Fang Dahai was nearby, silently lighting another candle for Hou Tian. Little brother, good luck to you.
...
Meanwhile, Su Mingxian was unaware of all this; she was having a great day.
The store Qin Dongming introduced was fantastic, with a full range of home goods, all leaning towards a Nordic style that Su Mingxian particularly liked. Not only that, but they also offered custom measurements and fittings, which saved her a lot of trouble.
Moreover, Qin Dongming had some knowledge of musical instruments. When he heard she wanted to buy a piano, he took her and Qian Qian to a music store.
Even with Qin Dongming’s discount, the price still exceeded ten thousand yuan. This was in 1996!
Su Mingxian couldn’t help but twitch her lips; indeed, pursuing music without some financial backing was tough.
Adding in the home goods, she had spent a total of thirty thousand yuan in just one day.
Su Mingxian felt heartbroken; who could endure such extravagant spending?
That day, Huangpu River contacted the owner of the shop. This store had to be bought; the Fried Chicken Shop needed to open quickly. She wanted to make money—lots of it.
Huangpu River was overjoyed. “Sister Xian, buying the shop is the right move! Let me tell you, many people have their eyes on it, but the owner is really nice and promised to keep it for us.”
When Su Mingxian heard this, her expression darkened. “What did you do this time?”
Before Huangpu River could respond, Wang Daguo scoffed, “What else could she have done? She used—”
Before he could finish, Huangpu River shot him a glare. “I’m talking to Sister Xian. What are you interrupting for, you mere employee?”
Wang Daguo: ...
Me, an employee?
Did you really think of yourself as the boss?
With a look of exasperation, Wang Daguo decided not to engage further.
Su Mingxian twitched her lips. Forget it; aside from playing the victim and acting innocent, he couldn’t pull off anything significant.
The purchase of the shop went smoothly. It was unclear what kind of charm Huangpu River had cast on the owner, but the original price of 150,000 remained unchanged, and now they even got a discount of two thousand.
The shop was somewhat run-down; it used to sell daily necessities. It was a small space of about fifty square meters, but the location was excellent—just a street away from the side entrance of F University.
The bustling street was filled with vendors selling all sorts of goods.
"Jiang, from now on, you’re in charge of the Fried Chicken Shop. Don’t bother Xiao Wang with trivial matters," said Su Mingxian.
Huangpu River replied cheerfully, "Sister Xian, don’t worry. I’ve got it covered. Oh, by the way, the rat's leg is much better now; he can walk again. I’ll have him come over to help with Sister Si."
"Don’t be ridiculous. It takes a hundred days to heal from a serious injury. He needs to rest properly. Xiu Cai has already cleared the previous debts, so there’s no need to rush," Su Mingxian admonished.
As soon as she finished speaking, Huangpu River became anxious. "What? He cleared it? When did he do that? How come I didn’t know?"
If the debts were cleared, how could he still offer himself in return?
At that moment, Wang Daguo cleared his throat, and Huangpu River was instantly furious, clenching his fists. "You sly one, Wang Daguo."
"Don’t blame me! It was Xiu Cai who insisted on paying it back; it’s not my fault," Wang Daguo quickly defended himself. He then added, "Xiu Cai also mentioned the issue we discussed last time. He said many franchisees are being two-faced and delivering subpar goods. The order rate has dropped by another ten percent these past few days."
"Sister Xian, this isn’t a sustainable situation," Wang Daguo said seriously.
Su Mingxian frowned and looked at Huangpu River. "Didn’t I ask you to investigate? How’s that coming along?"
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