Reborn as the twin sister of the male protagonist with her mortal enemy

"Are you here to discuss business or to show off?" Zheng Juzi asked him unhappily, glaring at him.

The little kid is really not cute. The young man turned to look at the other little girl and raised a smile that he thought was very friendly: "Little kid, can you take us to meet your parents?"

Zheng Hanqiu didn't give him any face: "Only my sister can make this radish. If you are sincere, just name a price. If you want to bully us because we are young, I will call for help."

The youngsters... none of them were cute. They looked at the old chef awkwardly and wanted to ask: What should we do?

The old chef thought for a moment and asked, "How about I pay you 20 yuan for this recipe?"

Zheng Juzi shook his head.

The old chef said, "Little boy, 20 yuan is not cheap."

Zheng Juzi nodded and said sincerely, "20 yuan is not a small amount, but my sister wants to buy too many things. I want to sell more for a few days and make more money."

The old chef frowned slightly and said, "Little friend, don't be too greedy."

Zheng Juzi looked at Zheng Hanqiu, asking for her opinion with her eyes.

Zheng Hanqiu said confidently: "I am just so greedy!"

The old chef couldn't understand the relationship between the two. They looked the same age, but the one doing the work was the one who called herself the younger sister. How could the older sister be so arrogant?

Zheng Juzi: Then you haven’t seen the scenes of her participating in business negotiations in the past. Sometimes she was clearly the second party but she was able to overwhelm the first party in momentum.

The young man seemed to like today's radish very much. He looked at Zheng Hanqiu and asked tentatively: "What do you want?"

Taking out his own picture book, Zheng Hanqiu opened it and showed it to him, "Not much, just these."

"That's all?" The young man couldn't help but take a breath. "I'm afraid these will cost you 4 or 5, right?"

Zheng Hanqiu was not at all shy, "My sister will work hard to make money."

Zheng Juzi couldn't help but pinch her and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say 200 was enough?"

She didn't know the exact price either. Zheng Hanqiu endured the pain and said nothing.

The old chef felt a little sorry for the younger sister and asked, "Are you trying to save up a dowry for yourself by buying so many pieces of furniture?"

Zheng Hanqiu said: "No, it's just that the family is short of something right now."

The young man looked at the old chef, who didn't make things difficult for him. He just said, "These things add up to hundreds of dollars. It's not worth it."

If the price is close to the expectation, I would still feel awkward. If the difference is so big, I would just give up.

The young man didn't want to give up, and thought, "These things of yours are not dowry, can the old ones be used as is?"

"The old one?" Zheng Hanqiu asked back.

There was only one furniture factory in the town. The styles were rigid but the craftsmanship was very good. She went to ask about the prices but they were very expensive.

The villagers would invite carpenters to their homes and have them provide the wood and make the work themselves.

The carpenters in the village would make larger pieces of furniture directly at the owner's home, and the host would have to entertain them with meals. If they saw smokers and drinkers, they would also have to provide cigarettes and alcohol. If the pieces were large, the host would have to entertain them for many days.

There are only three children in their family, and it is especially inconvenient for her and Zheng Juzi since they are girls.

The old one seems to be a solution.

“Will the old one work?”

"It can be used, it can be used, it can definitely be used." Feeling that there was a chance, the young man became excited and gestured, saying, "The garment factory in our town needs to deal with a lot of things for renovation. The single beds in the dormitory need to be replaced with steel-frame bunk beds. Your two small beds can solve the problem. There are also many obsolete desks and cabinets in the office. If you think it can be done, I can ask someone to help renovate them. But there is no way to deal with the wardrobe. Each one costs hundreds of yuan, and I don't have that much money."

Apparently, if the old chef didn't buy it, he would be willing to pay for it out of his own pocket.

"Okay then, take us there first." Zheng Hanqiu agreed.

It’s okay to sleep in a single bed, but I absolutely cannot share a bed with Zheng Juzi. I want to kick her off every day.

Coincidentally, Zheng Juzi also thought so, which is why he worked so hard to make money.

Compared to the countryside, all the roads in the town have been hardened with cement. The gate of the garment factory has been repainted, with a sign of the garment factory hanging on the right, and someone sitting in the security room inside.

After greeting the people in the security room, the young man led them directly into an office and shouted to the people inside: "Brother, I need your help with something."

The man who was working in the office looked up at him with disdain: "What's the matter? I'm at work now."

Young man: "It's almost time to get off work."

The man didn't look much older than the young man. He lowered his head to look at the things on the table, but his tone was very impatient: "If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. I'm busy."

The young man said, "Didn't your factory clear out some unwanted furniture and prepare to dispose of it? Give me some."

The other party said coldly: "It's not a free gift, those are state-owned assets."

"I know, I know." The young man seemed to be completely unaware of the other party's coldness, and just expressed himself, "I'll buy it from you."

The other person finally raised his head. He looked about 60% similar to the young man, but his expression was definitely several degrees colder.

"Why did you buy those things? If you want to get married and have a partner, I'll buy you new ones." He looked at the three people behind him and said firmly, "No, little kid."

Zheng Hanqiu/Zheng Juzi...Is this person thinking too much?

"No," the young man was a little anxious and repeated his purpose.

The other party said disdainfully: "Eat, eat, eat. You are already such a grown-up, and you only care about eating!"

"Brother——" the young man stretched out his voice with a hint of pleading.

"Get lost!" The other party still didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Sister, let's go back." Zheng Feizhou said in a neither loud nor soft voice: "I've been standing for a whole day, my feet are sore."

This deal was not originally in the plan, and Zheng Juzi didn't want to wait here: "Brother, since things are not going well, let's go back first."

"Hey, wait a minute." The young man refused to do that. He grabbed the other party and kept coaxing him until the other party gave in.

After making a phone call, someone took them to the warehouse. The warehouse was very large, with a lot of things piled up in a mess. They were all old things that had been discarded before.

The warehouse owner was a woman in her forties. She pointed at the pile of furniture that was so piled up that it was hard to tell what was what and said, "The furniture factory came to see it, but they were only willing to give 50 yuan. Your brother didn't agree at the time, and no one wants it. You can take it all for 55 yuan."

"So much?" The young man was stunned. "Aunt Juanjuan, I don't have that much money."

Gu Juan glared at him, annoyed, "You only know how to eat when you have no money?!"

The young man said, "We don't want so much, how about you give us a discount?"

"You are such a good jerk, Gu Xiaoer." Gu Juan glared at him, "You think we are in a vegetable market? Why would I bargain with you for every item? If it weren't for the fact that the piles of things were taking up so much space and you were Gu Lao Da's younger brother, do you think you would get this good thing?"