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

"If you don't have money, you can make it. You can borrow from others or apply for a bank loan. The management of bank loans is relatively loose at this time. It should be possible to get the money to build a storefront." Zheng Juzi still spoke out the "bad idea" in Zheng Guixiang's mind.

Borrowing money is a very sensitive matter, especially when almost everyone wants to use the money.

Third uncle was determined not to exchange his land for residential land. Their land had not even been rented out. Zheng Chunsheng didn't want to either. But Zheng Qiu Sheng insisted on following Zheng Juzi. Together with Zheng Xiaohu from second uncle's family and his own family, if they really had to borrow money, it would be the money to build four houses. It didn't make sense for all the risks to be borne by their own family.

Zheng Guixiang, who had taken out a bank loan before, now thought this was a good idea. Almost any house could be used as collateral for a loan, so wouldn’t the money problem be solved?

As for paying back the money, you still have to pay it back if you borrow money from others. The favor you owe can be considered as interest. You can't just borrow money and not pay it back.

He knew that their daughter had many ideas. Zheng Guixiang, who had just been praised in public by his daughter, also looked at his daughter with more favor.

After much discussion, everyone agreed that this was the best approach. Zheng Jie had no house, and Zheng Yinhu was willing to sell his old house to him at a low price for transition.

After returning home, Zheng Juzi asked her father: "Dad, is there a summer mat factory in Pingtang Village?"

"Yes, there was one. When the factory was first built, there was quite a lot of noise. Unfortunately, the products made could not be sold, and finally they rotted in the warehouse." Zheng Guixiang felt inexplicably panicked when he heard his daughter say this, especially when he saw her "obedient" expression, he felt that even if there was no big pit ahead, there would be a trap.

"Don't tell me you want to take over that factory. Absolutely not."

Zheng Juzi nodded obediently and said, "I definitely can't take over. I'm not even an adult yet."

Zheng Guixiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Juzi continued, "Dad, this is definitely something that only you can do."

Zheng Guixiang felt that he could no longer keep his daughter. "It's called a factory, but it's actually a ruin. So many people tried to fix it but failed. What do you think you can do as a child?"

"Dad, you need to be more open-minded." Zheng Juzi's expression became more serious. "I don't think you took over the factory just to make money."

Zheng Guixiang - I don't want to open up the situation, I just want to hit you. I just thought you were a little more pleasing to the eye, but now I want to go to heaven again.

"Why open a factory if it doesn't make money? Are you so stupid as to do that?" He wouldn't believe anyone else's words, let alone the punctuation marks when his second daughter said them.

Zheng Juzi told her father about the job quota, "If we don't make money, we are the good people in the village. If we make money, it's because we are lucky."

"Who doesn't make money by being a good person? How big a family do you have to be able to pay for hiring someone? You are young but you have a big heart." Zheng Guixiang kept swearing in his heart that no matter what she said next, he must not sign his name on the paper.

Zheng Hanqiu, who was watching the show nearby, suddenly said, "Dad, when has she ever made a loss-making deal? I'm afraid she wants to make too much money but dares not say it."

The eldest daughter's words are more convincing than the younger daughter's.

Thinking about the fact that his daughter makes money, it's even better than what he brags about. It seems that he has never heard of any of her making a loss. Even cheap ingredients like pig blood can be sold at the price of pork. He actually wants to be proud of this ability but is afraid of falling into a trap.

"She can't do something to make money herself? Why does she need to tell me?"

Zheng Juzi said flatteringly: "You are my father, the head of the family."

I am the head of the family? Who can I be the head of? !

"Dad, although I think the title of Pig Farming King is very impressive, think about it, if our family takes over the summer mat factory, wouldn't it be more cool for people to call you 'Director Zheng' when you go out in the future?"

Although he didn't know what "拉风" meant, Zheng Guixiang could feel a little bit of his heart following his lead based on the context. It would be such an honor for him to be called "Director Zheng" when he went out in the future.

Zheng Hanqiu reminded him, "Dad, my sister's ability to make money is not perfect, but the business she told you about is definitely not a small business."

Zheng Guixiang thought about it and it seemed to be true, and his vigilance increased a little.

The eldest daughter is still the best. The youngest daughter always makes him nervous but also happy. What should he do? What should he do? Should he sign the contract to take over the summer mat factory?

The day before New Year's Eve, the authorities finally issued an official notice about the construction of the provincial road. Zheng Guixiang took on a debt of 20,000 yuan and contracted the bamboo mat factory in Pingtang Village, which is now Aotang Village.

After having experienced a guarantee of 6 yuan and a loan of 12 yuan, the two indicators of becoming an annual household with an annual income of yuan were not so heavy in his eyes. He even felt that his daughter was more likable this time and not as troublesome as before.

No need to mess around?

Zheng Hanqiu didn't understand either. It was clearly her who was going to contract the summer mat factory, so why was she the one drawing the blueprint now?

"Sister, I know you are very clever and skillful. The profit from these summer mats is limited. If we can add some bamboo handicrafts or furniture, our factory will definitely be able to create its own brand."

Zheng Hanqiu looked at her like a devil: "What do you mean by our factory? That's the factory you wanted to build. I just want to be a simple rich second generation."

Zheng Juzi said seriously: "I am not yet an adult, and these are all our family businesses."

Family business? Zheng Hanqiu... How did you and I become a family?

"Also, wasn't it you who suggested doing bamboo weaving? Now I'm responding to your call and saving your face, how can you not contribute?" Zheng Juzi said this with absolute confidence.

"I'm just a kid, I don't need that much face." Zheng Hanqiu was really angry, "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? I told Uncle Duan that I naturally hope that others will take care of this matter. You can just jump in, but why do you bring me along?"

Zheng Juzi laughed: "Aren't we sisters now? We have already shared the happiness, and we must do the work together."

It’s not that Zheng Hanqiu didn’t draw the blueprints, but she didn’t know much about bamboo weaving. She only remembered a few items, not as many as what she saw at the stall. Zheng Juzi was not satisfied after seeing them all. “Aren’t they just some mats? What can I know? You might as well ask the old masters. They must know more than me.”

Zheng Juzi asked the master, "A basket costs one dollar, a fish basket costs one dollar and fifty cents, and pot brushes and chopstick holders are only one or two cents each. How much money can you make from that? It's just labor fee. If you have high taste, you should at least make something new."

Zheng Hanqiu... Good taste is about taste, not design, do you understand? !

Zheng Hanqiu suspected that she was pretending not to understand.