The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

After a short holiday, I returned to driving school and received my written test results.

The scene was filled with wails.

The two coaches' faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You guys are really capable! Out of thirteen people, only one passed the written test!"

Master Dong was as sarcastic and unpredictable as ever.

The trainees looked at each other in disbelief. Someone had actually passed?
Who is it?

Master He handed the only passing grade, which was a perfect score, to Gao Qinghe, who stood calmly in the center of the crowd.

Huang Yanqiu immediately came over to look, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Seeing Huang Yanqiu's expression, Xiang Nanfei also came over and exclaimed, "Ah!"

"Perfect score!" He couldn't believe his eyes.

Gao Qinghe tossed her report card aside. "It's alright."

The trainees said they weren't doing very well.

All those who fail must retake the exam and pay the exam materials fee again.

On her way home after class, Huang Yanqiu was still pondering her exam paper. How could she have gotten such simple multiple-choice questions wrong?

"Is it really true that pregnancy makes you stupid for three years?" Huang Yanqiu murmured in fear.

Gao Qinghe patted her head and said, "89 points is not bad. Go back and study the regulations carefully. You will definitely pass next time."

Thinking that there were other students accompanying her to retake the exam, it wasn't too embarrassing, Huang Yanqiu chuckled and felt better.

However, he didn't live up to the boast he made in front of Master Sun, so he'll definitely be ridiculed when he gets back.

"Is Auntie in town?" Huang Yanqiu asked.

Gao Qinghe nodded, "She's been here for a few days, working as a supervisor at the construction site. Guess what people call her now?"

Huang Yanqiu shook her head, unable to guess, and gestured for Gao Qinghe to speak quickly.

Gao Qinghe couldn't help but laugh as she thought about what she was going to say.

"Mr. Huang."

Huang Yanqiu burst out laughing.

But as I laughed, I realized how imposing the title was.

"From now on, I'll have people call me General Manager Huang, or Boss Huang, hahaha!"

Imagination is always wonderful, but a sudden, sharp stomach cramp broke the relaxed atmosphere.

"Are you alright?" Gao Qinghe asked with concern, noticing that Huang Yanqiu's expression was unusual.

Huang Yanqiu stood there, took a few deep breaths, and waved her hand, "It's nothing, it's probably rolling around in there."

"Rolling around?" Gao Qinghe's eyes widened in surprise. Life is truly amazing.

Did you go to the hospital for your prenatal checkup this month?

Huang Yanqiu: "I'm going next week. After we finish, we'll have National Day. The construction workers will also be on holiday. Zheng Laowu wants to take me back to the village for three days. What about you?"

We're still on a single-day weekend system. There's no long holiday for National Day yet, just three days off.

With only three days and inconvenient transportation, a short trip to the surrounding area is the best you can do.

Gao Qinghe shook her head, "I'll just stay home and lie down. The late summer heat is agonizing; I have no energy to go anywhere."

Upon arriving in the county town, the two parted ways.

Huang Yanqiu went home after buying groceries, while Gao Qinghe browsed around her younger brother's shop, waiting for Jiang Baohai to pick her up.

This man came to the county early this morning for a meeting, which he said was a meeting to discuss the charter for future cooperation between the Qing County business community and the government on projects.

The title sounds grand, but it's really just about who pays the money and who puts in the effort, how the money is paid, and how the effort is put in.

All four rooms on the second floor have been rented out. Three of the tenants are students, and the other is a young couple who have just moved to the city.

The boy is eighteen years old, and the girl is only sixteen.

In Gao Qinghe's eyes, it was just like two children playing house.

The rent was collected by Gao Qingmiao, and she received it along with the clothing store's monthly profits.

Judging by the time, the store has been open for a month, and Gao Qinghe's visit also indicates that she intends to collect the money.

In the late afternoon, the sweltering sun made everyone feel lethargic.

There were hardly any people on the entire commercial street; it wasn't until the sun set in the evening that the crowds started to increase. Gao Qingmiao didn't dare sit in the sun outside, so she bought a folding recliner and took a nap behind the cashier.

A wind chime was tied to the shop entrance; it jingled as someone came in.

Gao Qingmiao wasn't fast asleep. She sat up and instinctively greeted them, "Feel free to look around and try things out."

Upon seeing who it was, her drowsiness vanished instantly, and she jumped up in surprise: "Sister, what brings you here?"

He arrived at just the right time; he had just finished settling the accounts.

He vacated the recliner, went to the back to get a bottle of soda and handed it to Gao Qinghe, adjusting the angle of the electric fan for her with one hand and taking the money out of the drawer with the other.

"Last month's net profit was 12,000. If you take 4, that's 4,800. Sister, please count it."

As for her rent, it was paid three months' rent in advance as a deposit, which was given during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it will be calculated quarterly thereafter.

Gao Qingmiao said, "There might be less next month. This month is the opening month, so we have a lot of promotions and card top-ups. But I've calculated that seven or eight thousand a month is a sure thing."

Having a storefront makes all the difference; setting up a stall depends on the weather.

He keeps the door open even on rainy days, and there are always people with umbrellas who want to come out for a stroll.

Even between brothers, accounts should be kept clear. Gao Qinghe counted the money in front of her younger brother to remind him:
"Don't forget the washing machine at home."

Gao Qingmiao never forgot that his older sister still had 1,500 yuan with him, and he would remember it every time he did his accounts.

However, young people have an insatiable desire to consume, so he will have to wait to buy the motorcycle he originally wanted.

I'll definitely buy it next month!

"Sis, running the shop is so boring. I can't even take a day off. I'm thinking of hiring someone to help watch the shop. What do you think?"

Gao Qinghe raised her eyes and glanced at her younger brother indifferently, making Gao Qingmiao feel guilty.

"I didn't mean to slack off. I was just thinking that with one more person, we could take turns resting for three or four days each month."

Even the donkeys in the production team get two days off each month.

Gao Qinghe thought this arrangement was reasonable and asked him, "How much salary do you plan to pay?"

How about a base salary of 100 plus commission?

Gao Qingmiao said it right away, which shows that she had already thought about how to do it.

Temporary workers at the flour mill only earn seventy yuan a month, with a base salary of one hundred yuan. Expectations can be appropriately increased.

Gao Qinghe took out paper and pen and wrote down the recruitment conditions.

Age 18 to 35, education level of junior high school or above, female, height of 1.55 meters or above, with regular facial features, no bad habits, and no criminal history.

Compensation: A base salary of 100 RMB per month plus commission, and four days off per month.

Gao Qingmiao: "I'll go next door and buy some paper to put up the job posting!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already rushed out the door.

There was a sense of jubilation and exhilaration, as if the toiling people had finally been liberated.

Gao Qinghe frowned slightly, seriously considering whether to change the gender to male.

Think about it and forget it.

This is a women's clothing store. One male owner is already enough. Adding another male employee would make it impossible for the store to stay open!

"You better watch out, kid!"

Before leaving, Gao Qinghe didn't forget to give her younger brother a little nudge.

Gao Qingmiao suppressed her smile and nodded seriously.

As soon as the person left, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He wants to hire a young, beautiful, clever, and intelligent girl.
After a day of meetings, Jiang Baohai looked several years older and more haggard.

During the short journey of less than half an hour, he glanced at Gao Qinghe several times, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Gao Qinghe hated it when people kept her hanging on, so she deliberately didn't ask.

As they approached their doorstep, Jiang Baohai couldn't resist handing over a report.

"what?"

Gao Qinghe was not interested and hated reading these kinds of official letters.

A long, drawn-out conversation barely gets to the point.

You asked what was written?
Asking questions is about figuring things out for yourself; whatever you understand is what you get. (End of Chapter)