Time keeps moving.
Soon it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, during which time Wen Qian and Du Chunfeng went to the orphanage to visit Zhaodi. The two of them carried a lot of food and clothing. After arriving at the place, they learned that little Zhaodi had been adopted.
Wen Qian was quite surprised.
"So soon? Who adopted the child?"
Before the Chinese New Year, she didn't mention the adoption when she came to see Xiao Zhaodi. The dean said that the couple was from out of town and had never had children. She went through the adoption procedures while returning to her hometown during the Chinese New Year and took Xiao Zhaodi back to live in a big city. .
"Don't worry."
"Children adopted by the orphanage must go through layers of screening and go through the adoption procedures before the child is taken away. Moreover, when the couple came here, they took a liking to Xiao Zhaodi at first sight, and they seemed to really love the child. "
at this point.
Wen Qian and Du Chunfeng could only pray that Xiao Zhaodi would find a good family. After all, the child's life was too hard.
Come out of the orphanage.
Wen Qian went to the clothing store. Not many people came to buy clothes in the first month. She had no plans to buy winter clothes. She only waited until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month before going to Yangcheng. This time she would buy spring clothes.
Zhang Meifeng's clothing store next door is not open yet.
It has been more than half a month since the beginning of the year and there has been no business for a day. There are a lot of rumors in the surrounding shops. Some say that Zhang Meifeng was burned a lot of paper money, which affected the luck of the store, and some said that Zhang Meifeng's heart has long been gone. , not doing business at all.
"I heard she was having an affair with the customer's husband."
Rumors spread, becoming more and more outrageous.
After the turmoil a year ago, Zhang Meifeng's business was indeed greatly affected. She had no aesthetic taste to begin with, and the clothes she imported were ugly in style and of poor quality. Naturally, her business would not continue over time.
Seeing that the beauty's business is booming.
But she was in a poor position, so Zhang Meifeng had a wrong idea. She was originally a person with a relatively low sense of morality. She always disliked her man for being incompetent. She opened a store and did business and came into contact with so many people. Within a few days, she and the people who came to the store The customer's husband saw the right thing.
They only care about romance, and they don’t care about the quality of business.
You can’t make any money anyway.
It's better to close the shop early.
"If it doesn't work, just transfer the store to Wen Qian and pay some money."
Zhang Meifeng leaned in her lover's arms, thinking about how to maximize her profits, but the man didn't listen at all. He fumbled around with his greasy hands, only thinking about his own pleasure.
After some deliberation, Zhang Meifeng went to find Wen Qian.
She directly stated her intentions, saying that if Wen Qian was willing to take over her clothing store, she would sublet it to her at the lowest cost, and the shelves and hangers would be free of charge.
"My store has just been opened a few months ago and the decoration is still new."
This is true.
When she first opened the store, Zhang Meifeng's decorations were all in line with the beauty standards. Wen Qian had known this for a long time. She happened to have the idea of expanding the store. The two rooms were separated by a partition, which could be opened by knocking down the partition.
This way.
The store will be doubled in size.
It's just that Wen Qian didn't intend to agree directly. She only said that she still needed to think about it. The meaning of rejection was obvious. Zhang Meifeng instantly became depressed. She wanted to have a good talk with Wen Qian, but when she thought about the quarrel between herself and others, The words just couldn't come out.
In the end I had to leave in frustration.
Not long after, a piece of red paper was posted saying 'This house is for sale', but no one paid attention to it. Wen Qian was not in a hurry. She waited for Zhang Meifeng to come to her again, and sure enough, within three days, Zhang Meifeng came again.
This time she directly gave up two months' rent.
I don’t want any left-over goods or clothes hangers in the store.
"If it works, we can sign a sublease contract now."
There was one less competitor and a two-month discount on the rent. As a qualified 'profiteer', Wen Qian never made a loss-making business, so she happily agreed this time.
He also asked to meet the landlord.
The two went to find the landlord together and made it clear in front of the landlord. Wen Qian signed a new lease contract with the landlord. The landlord couldn't help but clicked his tongue when he saw the eight-year lease written in black and white.
"Are you sure you want to rent for 8 consecutive years?"
Wen Qian smiled and said: "Of course I hope we can cooperate for a long time. Otherwise, if I invest money to renovate the store, if you say that the house is no longer available for rent, then I will suffer a big loss."
This concern is not unreasonable.
There are too many landlords with no moral bottom line who are greedy for the prosperous business of their tenants and have evil intentions. If they want to take back the house and start their own business, she must be careful, and it is best to have the opportunity to buy the shop.
But these are all things for later.
The landlord didn't say anything at that moment, he just pressed his fingerprint to sign, and the right to use the shop belonged to Wen Qian. Zhang Meifeng was more upset than eating plums. She was also a human being, so she couldn't do business.
Leave the landlord.
The two returned to the store together. Zhang Meifeng handed the store key to Wen Qian, and Wen Qian also paid her the remaining months' rent. Just as they were counting the goods, Lin Jiao suddenly rushed in.
"You can't transfer the store to Wen Qian."
"I disagree!"
Before Zhang Meifeng could speak, Wen Qian sneered, pointed at the door and chased Lin Jiao out.
"Who are you?"
"This shop is mine now, please get out and don't pollute the air in our shop."
"you!"
Lin Jiao's face turned crooked with anger, and after a moment she suddenly smiled triumphantly: "I have signed up for the exam for high school transfer students in the county's No. 1 Middle School. Wen Qian, didn't you say you wanted to go to college? Why didn't I see you sign up? Don't mean to put gold on your face, but in fact you don't have two ounces of ink in your belly."
Seeing her smug look made Wen Qian angry.
He was also extremely rude in his words.
"Don't be too happy too early. You just signed up and you didn't get admitted to university. If you want to be proud, wait until you get admitted to university. By the way, I heard that the examination for transfer students in No. 1 Middle School in the county is very strict. It doesn't matter whether you pass it or not. It’s an unknown number, and it would be too early to be complacent now.”
"You dare to curse me?!"
Lin Jiao was angry again.
Wen Qian crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Lin Jiao with squinted eyes, showing off her aura of being so angry that she would not pay for her life.
"Why, is this so embarrassing? If you have the ability, use your strength to speak. By the way, I also want to thank you for reminding me. I will go to the No. 1 Middle School to register tomorrow. Maybe we can be assigned to an examination room and take a test then. We’ll see what happens soon, I wish you good luck~”
Lin Jiao: "..."
This damn Wen Qian.
She must make a splash, pass the exam in No. 1 Middle School, and slap Wen Qian in the face with her results.
***
the next day.
Wen Qian went to No. 1 Middle School to register. The exam was scheduled for three days later. On the day of the exam, Zhou Shilin rode her bike to take her to the exam room. The two of them attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared. They were really handsome. Too pretty to be eye-catching.
Especially Zhou Shilin's doting tone when he gently told Wen Qian not to be nervous and to perform well, which made her envious of a group of singles. Lin Jiao became even more angry after witnessing this scene.
He cursed vixen under his breath.
As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Shilin's eyes were as sharp as a sharp blade.
