Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

We visited the furniture market in the afternoon and the family ordered all the furniture.

Afterwards, Xia Chutang said she was going to her classmates’ house to do homework.

Li Hui and Mrs. Zhao agreed directly without asking.

During this period, Xia Chutang's academic performance improved, she was able to adapt well outside, and she was well-behaved and obedient at home.

It doesn't matter if it's Li Hui or Aunt Zhao.

They were all very relieved that Xia Chutang would go out on her own.

Xia Chutang first went to Ma Yumei's shop.

The room selling clothes was packed to the brim again.

The barber shop next door was deserted.

"Sister, otherwise the barber shop will be closed temporarily."

Xia Chutang waited until there were fewer customers, then went in and said, "I think it would be good to just make clothes."

"It's good now. But what if..."

Ma Yumei expressed her worries: "What should I do if things get bad in the future? After all, haircut is my own craft, and I will never starve to death."

"Sister, what's your daily turnover now? The clothing industry will definitely get better and better in the next three to five years. When it doesn't work anymore, you can make enough money to retire."

"That's true……"

Speaking of this, Ma Yumei went to the warehouse behind.

He took out a bag and handed it to the girl: "This is the money you got from selling clothes recently. Please count it."

Xia Chutang opened the black zipper bag and saw that there were fifty yuan and one hundred yuan bills inside. At a glance, it was at least fifty or sixty thousand.

"Why so much money?" Xia Chutang was surprised.

Ma Yumei was so happy that she grinned from ear to ear: "How many more are there? If we add the payment, there must be ten here."

He had long known that the clothing business was violent, but Xia Chutang was still shocked by the speed of making money.

There are a total of seventy-five thousand in the bag.

Xia Chutang and Ma Yumei each received 30,000 yuan.

The remaining ten thousand is reserved for the next payment.

There were still several thousand yuan left, which Ma Yumei kept for the sake of the store.

Xia Chutang expressed her thoughts: "Sister, I heard that the department store is going to be contracted soon. I want to contract a counter there to sell our own clothes."

"Department store!?"

Ma Yumei raised her eyelids and didn't believe it, "Isn't that a state-owned store? Can you contract it for us personally?"

"I don't know exactly how it will be contracted. But it must be happening."

Xia Chutang looked at the horrified woman and said with a smile: "There have been no state-owned stores in the south for a long time. They are all contracted. Our place can be said to be the last place for reform."

"Okay, as long as it can be contracted for us, we will do it!"

Ma Yumei is very decisive in making decisions now, "But... I think Jiang Anxin's shop in the underground mall in the city center is also very good."

"You can do both."

Xia Chutang pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "We just don't have enough manpower."

"How about buying a shop in an underground mall first?"

Ma Yumei went to Jiang Anxin's store. Not only was the environment there good, but the customer flow was very large.

Her store here sells ten pieces of clothes a day, and Jiang Anxin can sell twenty or thirty pieces.

She has been thinking about this for the past two days.

However, if the department store can be contracted by individuals, it will indeed be a good place to sell goods.

At this moment, Ma Yumei only regretted that she was not as capable as Monkey King.

It would be nice if I could separate myself.

"I'll check on the department store in the next two days."

Xia Chutang made a quick decision: "Go and have a look at the shops in the underground mall. Also hire a salesperson for us."

Ma Yumei wrote it down one by one, "Okay, I'll take a look at it in the next two days."

When Xia Chutang arrived at Heijin at the agreed time, she discovered that there was no business here today.

Xia Chutang was a little angry.

Song Xu obviously saw her in physical education class the day before yesterday, but why didn't he tell her that it was closed on weekends?

After thinking about it, I went in with my makeup bag.

She made a special trip and the money must be collected.

It's not like she stopped working.

"Tangtang?" Someone shouted at the door of Heijin's castle.

Xia Chutang took a closer look and widened her eyes: "Hei...Brother Hei?"

The man in the dark shadow walked over, and the red logo on his hair gradually became clear.

"Why are you here?" Xia Chutang asked in surprise.

Zhang Zhiyi put the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stubbed it out with his feet, and asked with a smile: "Didn't you say you wanted me to choose Mingzhu?"

Xia Chutang: "..."

"Then you are following Song Xu now?"

"Correct."

Zhang Zhiyi took out a high-quality black business card and said, "Please give me more advice."

The title on the business card is Black Gold Marketing Manager.

"Yeah, do I have to change my name to Manager Zhang in the future?" Xia Chutang put away the business card.

"You can call me whatever you want. Xia Chutang."

"Manager Zhang, why isn't Black Gold open tonight?"

The girl didn't notice the depth in the man's eyes, and smiled: "No one informed me to stop work tonight."

Zhang Zhiyi laughed and said: "It seems that talented students don't read provincial news at all."

"news?"

Where does Xia Chutang have time to read the news?

Today's news is either broadcast on the hour on TV, or you have to read a newspaper or get a radio.

Xia Chutang really didn't have time to read the news.

As for newspapers...the newsstands were not open when she was in school, and they were closed when school was over.

"What happened?" Xia Chutang asked awkwardly.

Zhang Zhiyi did not answer this question.

Smiling, he took the walkie-talkie from his waist, contacted Cheng Dehai upstairs, and called the girl: "Come to the office with me."

Following the man into Black Gold, and seeing the conditions inside, Xia Chutang immediately understood why work was suspended over the weekend.

All the sofa booths in the entire hall were cleared.

The bar is also separated by partitions.

From the cracks, it can be seen that there are fragments inside, as if it has been smashed.

"What's going on here? Is someone coming to cause trouble?" Xia Chutang asked.

Zhang Zhiyi still didn't say much, "Ask the boss later."

After bringing Xia Chutang to the door of the office, Zhang Zhiyi went downstairs and left in a polite manner.

I don’t know how Song Xu and Zhang Zhiyi communicate.

Anyway, Zhang Zhiyi should absolutely obey his boss Song Xu now.

"Dear Tangtang, you are here."

As soon as he opened the door, Song Xu stretched out his arms for a big hug.

Xia Chutang ducked aside, put down the cosmetic case in her hand, and asked, "It's closed, why didn't you tell me?"

"Why should I say that?"

Song Xu snorted and sat carelessly on the leather sofa.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the girl to sit beside him: "Didn't I tell you that I won't be able to see you anymore?"

"Then I don't care, I come to work normally. Even if you are alone, I still have to collect money." Xia Chutang made her attitude clear.

"puff."

Song Xu was amused by the girl's serious look.

I gave her two words: "Money obsessed."

"I'm serious. No deductions are allowed." Xia Chutang frowned.

"No problem. But..."

Song Xu pointed out the window, "Then if you want to settle accounts like this, how do you think of my losses here?"

"What's your loss here?"

Xia Chutang immediately jumped up from the sofa with a look of disbelief on her face: "Song Xu, I'm not as shameless as you. Your losses here have nothing to do with me?"

Even if she didn't know the specifics, Xia Chutang could probably guess a thing or two.

The mess on the bar counter, all the empty seats in the lobby on the first floor, and the occasional glass shards visible in the reflection on the ground all told that Black Gold must have gone through a brutal fight.

But what does this have to do with her?