Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Fu Rong did not ask Yan Xin for help.

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she can't now.

The family who gave birth to and raised her never regarded her as a living person; the husband she shared a bed with wanted to drink all her blood, and she understood that no one in this world had the responsibility to help her.

Yan Xin also has her own difficulties.

Fu Rong only recently realized that everyone has their own difficulties in life.

It’s just that others may not see it.

She didn't want to cause trouble to Yan Xin.

She wants to follow her own path. No matter how rugged the road is, you still have to walk it yourself.

Fu Rong also understands that connections should be used wisely, preferably only once, and in return.

She is now in the exploration stage.

The best way to go is at the beginning, the harder it gets as you go up. When she needed to make a leap and someone to support her, she asked Yan Xin for help.

She couldn't waste this opportunity.

Her natal family cannot accept her divorce and return. She has no home; her husband has drained her of her dowry, and now he is asking her to sell it, and he cannot be relied upon by her.

Fu Rong only has herself.

She wiped her tears and returned to her yard, where she had temporarily settled.

Yan Xin had dinner, took a bath and went to bed.

She didn't think much of it.

The next day, Cheng Sanniang sent a driver to pick up Yan Xin and asked her to check out the dance hall.

Renovating the dance hall is quick, and many things are readily available.

"...Except for the elevator, I have taken over all the other people and things from Hall Master Wan's side." Cheng Sanniang said.

Yan Xin: "To use the five-story elevator, we need to build another five-story building."

Cheng Sanniang nodded: "Yes. However, after the building we built collapsed, no one is willing to build it now."

"It's a foundation problem. The Markham Hotel is fine," Yan Xin said.

The Markham Hotel is also five stories tall and is currently the tallest building in Yicheng.

"I asked the boss specifically. He was a Western missionary at the time. I gave him the drawings and helped him lay the foundation. That man returned to China," Cheng Sanniang said.

Yan Xin remembers that there will be many high-rise buildings in Yicheng in the future.

Some buildings even have six floors.

Each level is a level of difficulty, and the higher you go, the harder it gets.

But the technology and craftsmanship matured quickly, in just a few years.

Later there were also specialized construction companies.

"If Sister Cheng has spare money, she can also buy the elevator. In two years, if the opportunity is right, we will build a six-story building together," Yan Xin said.

Cheng Sanniang: "You are more ambitious than me."

"People who are incompetent have great ambitions. Only those who are capable know that the sky is high and the sky is high." Yan Xin said.

Cheng Sanniang laughed.

The two people entered the dance hall through the back door and went up to the third floor.

Cheng Sanniang has a large office.

When they arrived, the office was full of people.

Several girls gathered together, smiling, talking and laughing; there were also a dozen stewards, including two women.

When Cheng Sanniang came in, the bustling room immediately fell silent. Everyone stood up, bowed their heads respectfully, and called her Hall Master.

Because Cheng Sanniang always sent her flowers and spoke gently and with a smile every time, Yan Xin did not realize the prestige that Cheng Sanniang had as a woman who had reached her current position in the Qinggang.

First to this moment.

Everyone is in awe of her.

Cheng Sanniang sat down behind the desk and ordered someone to bring a chair over for Yan Xin to sit on.

She did not introduce Yan Xin, but said to the singers: "Speak up and introduce yourselves."

The five singers are all young and beautiful, with melodious singing voices.

All of them have their origins: some were poached from other dance halls by Cheng Sanniang's men, and some were hired by the court's servants.

Yan Xin also read them one by one.

She observed their appearance, listened to their speech, singing, and their communication with Cheng Sanniang.

Someone would look at her.

Yan Xin didn't speak. She just smiled faintly when she looked at him.

An hour later, the office became quiet and everyone went out.

The entourage served tea to Cheng Sanniang and Yan Xin again, and they moved to the small sofa to sit down and drink tea and talk.

"The one named Shengqiu is pretty good," Yan Xin said.

Cheng Sanniang was a little surprised: "She? I thought you would say Liu Qingqing."

Of the five singers, Cheng Sanniang valued Liu Qingqing the most and thought she could do it well.

The one who is least optimistic about it is Shengqiu.

There is no other reason. Shengqiu is a little fat, has a chubby face, and looks rustic.

However, she has the best voice and a kind personality.

"I still prefer Shengqiu." Yan Xin said.

Shengqiu was very popular. She was the first singer to become popular after the popularity of radio. She was loved by men, women and children.

Her voice is sweet and powerful, like a candied fruit, and she is the most soothing image in troubled times.

She was popular for nearly ten years, and then she vaguely said that she quit due to illness and returned to her hometown to retire.

In those ten years, the girls in the illustrated magazines would all choose a slightly rounder image like Shengqiu: fleshy cheeks, big eyes, white and round arms.

"...Okay, let's book her first and give her a try for half a year." Cheng Sanniang said.

Yan Xin: "Thank you, Sister Cheng, for trusting me."

He added, "My sister-in-law, Fu Rong, seems to have concerns and is unwilling to talk to me in depth. Sister Cheng is a good judge of people. Please observe her for me and see what her plans are."

Cheng Sanniang: "Okay."

After agreeing, Yan Xin left the song and dance hall, went to the street to buy some snacks, and went to see Zhang Nanshu.

Cheng Sanniang called the two chief stewards over.

These two chief stewards are a man and a woman, both of whom were carefully cultivated by Cheng Sanniang.

"Her?" The two chief stewards were slightly surprised when they heard that Shengqiu was being praised next, "It's hard for her to become famous, right?"

Cheng Sanniang thought for a while: "Maybe she will become famous. In today's world, where people are so luxuriant and rich, seeing such a festive singer may make her feel even happier."

The two chief stewards looked at each other.

However, they have always believed in Cheng Sanniang's opinion.

"That one named Fu Rong, how is she?" Cheng Sanniang asked Sun Yinglan, the chief steward.

"She should be able to do it. However, that day I saw her helping arrange lunch for the dancers and reciting the names of the dancers." Sun Yinglan said.

Cheng Sanniang frowned slightly: "What does she want to do?"

"I think she might want to be a teacher, not a social butterfly." Sun Yinglan said, "I need a capable subordinate. If she lives up to her expectations, I might take her."

Cheng Sanniang didn't expect it.

Was it Yan Xin's idea for Fu Rong?

"She has gone to school and is a woman. With this status, it will be very convenient for her to work." Sun Yinglan said, "I am short of a female subordinate who is literate and willing to advance in this field."

Women are almost always kept in the inner house.

The song and dance hall is a romantic place, and no one wants to come. Even if I am down and out, I am here to make quick money, not to establish myself in this industry for a long time.

Fu Rong seemed to have other plans.

Sun Yinglan was born as a maid, and she was able to help Cheng Sanniang and become her right-hand man. Until today, she is very capable and a good person.

She had more contact with Fu Rong and felt that Fu Rong's attention was not on the skills of the dancers, but on observing the work of the policemen around her.

She told Cheng Sanniang truthfully, and Cheng Sanniang was a little surprised.