Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

As soon as Xie Chengyin opened the door, a charming female voice came from inside: "Are you here?"

Then another clear female voice shouted, "Xie Chengyin, you still dare to come!"

Xie Chengyin quickly took away his hand that was pushing the door and dodged the red-glazed plum vase that was thrown from inside. The precious vase was smashed to pieces the moment it hit the ground.

"How dare you hide!"

Xie Chengyin walked over the broken vase and went into the house, saying as he walked: "If I don't hide, I'll be smashed on the head by you. What if you disfigure me and delay my marriage?"

The female voice sneered, "What girl would be blind to marry you."

Xie Chengyin raised his head proudly and turned to the woman who spoke first, "Boss Qiu, your daughter cursed my future daughter-in-law and you didn't care."

The charming middle-aged woman leaning on the couch covered her mouth and chuckled, "You curse her too, curse her future husband to have a lame leg."

"That won't do. Everyone knows that she has been thinking about my brother for a long time. If she marries my brother, then I will be cursing my brother!"

The woman in the room, who was originally sulking, suddenly fell silent when she heard the person she liked was mentioned, and her young face turned red with shame.

After a long while, the woman remembered that she was impersonated by Xie Chengyin, and said angrily: "Xie Chengyin, you are lucky to have a brother, otherwise I would beat you to a pulp today!"

Xie Chengyin sat on a chair at one side, looking at the angry woman, and said nonchalantly: "Miss Qiu, isn't it just a painting in your name? What's the big deal?"

Qiu Fuqiu's eyes suddenly widened. "What do you mean you just painted a picture in my name? What kind of thing is that? You are totally destroying my reputation. My reputation as a soul painter has been accumulated bit by bit, and you destroyed half of it in one go!"

"Is it that serious?"

Qiu Fuqiu pouted, "Just remove the 'ma'. It's that serious."

Xie Chengyin thought that the picture of beautiful buttocks he drew was quite good and popular outside. It was not as bad as Qiu Fuqiu said.

"Okay, if you say it's serious, then it's serious. It's already ruined, so just slowly accumulate some more."

Qiu Fuqiu snorted coldly and ignored him, turning around and sitting on the other side of the couch.

Qiu Yuzhu, who was leaning on the couch, watched her daughter finish her temper, then asked Xie Chengyin: "I heard that Song Ya Ji has been losing money recently?"

"Oh, really? How come I didn't know?" Xie Chengyin pretended to be innocent. In fact, he had known it for a long time, but it was too embarrassing to be pointed out in person that he lost money due to his poor management. He didn't want to admit it.

Qiu Yuzhu is not someone who can be fooled by pretending to be stupid. She stared at Xie Chengyin intently with her almond-shaped eyes, with no disguising her shrewdness and calculation in them, as if to say, "I have seen through everything a long time ago."

Xie Chengyin felt very uncomfortable being stared at. After some inner struggle, he finally gave in and smiled begging for mercy.

"Boss Qiu, Aunt Qiu, Miss Qiu, you are all very wealthy, do you still need a shop like this?"

Qiu Yuzhu retracted her gaze, turned her hand back to admire the red nail polish on her nails, and said without hesitation: "Not good."

Hearing this, Xie Chengyin lowered his head and thought to himself: It is true that the richer people are, the more stingy they are.

Then I heard Qiu Yuzhu continue: "I don't have a man to rely on, so I can only rely on money."

Qiu Yuzhu described her own situation very accurately. She was in her early thirties, her husband had died early, leaving her with only an unmarried daughter, Qiu Fuqiu.

Orphans and widows are the easiest to be bullied, but she is a beautiful woman with a more mature charm than ordinary pretty girls, which has attracted countless men to marry her.

But she, who originally wanted to commit suicide in front of her husband's grave, failed to die after hitting her head. From then on, she suddenly became like a different person, acting decisively and no longer allowing herself to be bullied. If anyone dared to gossip about her and her mother, she would fight them to the death.

Later, she opened a shop with the little money left by her husband, selling rouge and powder for women. However, her products were not called rouge and powder, they all had a unified name, called cosmetics.

All the women in Dongdu like to use it. No matter how ugly a woman is, she can become a stunning beauty after using the cosmetics in her shop.

With the help of this cosmetics shop, she expanded from one shop to two shops, then three shops... Later, she also got involved in calligraphy and painting, restaurants, and gambling houses. The original orphan and widow gradually became a popular figure in the entire Dongdu.

Qiu Yuzhu was even called the rich widow.

He not only coveted her body, but also her money.

Xie Chengyin was depressed. When he saw that the paintings were not selling well, he started to complain bitterly, "I don't want to lose money, but the people who buy paintings and drink tea are all poor people. I really can't make much money."

Qiu Yuzhu glanced at him and said, "That's because you're not managing the business well. You stripped down all the magnificent decorations of my Songyaji and turned it into a place for the common people. It's a wonder it can make money."

Qiu Fuqiu chimed in, "That's right, Mom, you should stop renting it to him. If you continue, you might even lose the entire Songyaji."

Xie Chengyin wanted to shut Qiu Fuqiu's mouth, but she was the biological daughter of the owner of Songyaji after all, and in front of her mother, he could only give her a threatening look from a distance. In return, Qiu Fuqiu raised her eyebrows in provocation, which made it clear what could you do to me.

Qiu Yuzhu didn't care about the eye contact between her daughter and Xie Chengyin, what she cared about was her shop.

After sighing, she continued, "There are many ways to make money. You can hold an art exhibition, move all the valuable paintings in the store to the street, separate them with fences, and those who want to see them have to pay money."

"Will this work?" Xie Chengyin questioned.

"Why not? This is called targeted customer attraction. Those who are willing to pay for it are either rich people or those who really like it. In addition, you can set a threshold for viewing. If there is a competitive mentality, those who are unwilling to lose and want to save face will definitely pay to watch it."

Xie Chengyin couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, "High, really high, no wonder you are so wealthy."

Being flattered by Xie Chengyin, Qiu Yuzhu's smile became even more intense. Those things she learned from modern times, if applied to ancient times, wouldn't they be very effective?

Suddenly, I remembered something else. "A few days ago, I heard that two shops on East Street became more prosperous because they changed their names. It seems that the owner of that shop is also a business savvy. If you have time, you can go and make some friends with him and see if you can recruit him to Song Ya Ji. Maybe it will help your Song Ya Ji make more money faster."

Xie Chengyin thought about it carefully. He had been to East Street some time ago, but he never heard of any shop that became prosperous simply by changing its name.

If so, could he also change the name of Songyaji?

He looked at Qiu Yuzhu with a probing look.

As soon as Qiu Yuzhu saw Xie Chengyin, she knew that he also wanted to follow others and change his name. However, with this name change, only the first person to do so would make money. As more people used the name later, it would no longer be original.

"Forget about it. All the shops on East Street have changed their names. The ones that made money are the ones that changed their names first. They attracted a lot of attention with their novelty and uniqueness. Those who followed suit didn't make much money. As a person, you have to be the first to try something new."