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

Chapter 72 Jianlibao

Gao Qinghe didn't get up until the sun was high in the sky.

She completely handed over the management of the business to Gao Qingmiao.

The two agreed last night that after this batch of dresses is sold out, Gao Qinghe will not participate in the subsequent purchasing and sales.

The stall's profits were split 40/60 between the two, and Gao Qingmiao also received a separate salary of 200 yuan.

She only needs to oversee the overall direction; the rest is just sitting back and collecting dividends.

I finished the breakfast my younger brother had left in the aluminum lunchbox.

Gao Qinghe locked the door and rode her bicycle to the pedestrian street.

Gao Qingmiao was busy greeting guests and didn't even have time to greet her when she arrived.

Gao Qinghe came over to take a look.

Seeing that everything was back on track, I told my brother and rode my bike back to the village.

She bought a lot of things, both food and household items, all for her family.

When we passed the town's middle school, it was lunchtime.

So he met with Gao Qingya and gave her the Walkman he bought from the provincial capital and the English tapes he had specially selected.

Gao Qingya didn't expect her sister to come.

I never expected that I would receive a Sony Walkman that none of my classmates had.

"Sis, where did you get so much money?"

Gao Qingya held the Walkman, feeling both happy and worried.

"Didn't you and your brother just go to buy some stock? How come you still have money to buy such an expensive Walkman?"

Gao Qinghe chuckled and brushed aside her sister's greasy bangs. "Don't worry, it wasn't stolen or robbed. It's the money left over from before."

"Alright, go back now and study hard. I'll be giving you a dictation test when I get back."

"And another thing!" Gao Qinghe stuffed fifty yuan into her younger sister's pocket. "Go buy a bottle of shampoo and wash your hair more often; look how oily it is!"

Faced with her sister's disdain, Gao Qingya blushed and said, "I know."

Gao Qinghe noticed that her younger sister seemed to have developed a few pimples on her face.

He added, "Buy a better bar of soap and make sure to clean your face properly, otherwise you'll get pimples."

It seems like only an older sister would give such advice.

Gao Qingya cuddled her sister's arm and twisted it for a while before reluctantly letting her go.

As soon as Gao Qinghe left, her female classmates who were close to her immediately crowded around her.

"Sister Ya, please open it and let us see! I've never seen a Walkman before."

"That's right, boss, play a tape so we can listen to it!"

Gao Qinghe had already walked far away and didn't hear her classmates calling their cute little sister that rather strange name.

When surrounded by classmates, Gao Qingya changed her demeanor from clinging to her sister's arm and acting coquettishly.

With a raised eyebrow and a smirk, he said domineeringly:
"Get out of my way, all of you! This is a cassette tape my sister bought especially for me. Did you even wash your hands before trying to touch it?!"

After cursing, he saw a male classmate trying to pick up the cassette tape, so he immediately kicked him!
A kick that was neither too hard nor too light, causing little harm, but extremely insulting.

"Gao Qingya, is it really that serious? Can't you even look at me?" the male classmate said irritably.

Gao Qingya raised her chin, "No way! If you're not happy, let's have a one-on-one fight?"

A fierce look swept over him, and the male student instantly slumped.

The girls around him also glared at him with hostility, which scared the male student so much that he ran away as if his life depended on it.

Everyone in the town's middle school knew the infamous reputation of Gao Qingya, the school bully.

A girl, just starting junior high, dared to challenge the strongest ninth-grade boy in the whole school and beat him up until his head was swollen; she was incredibly fierce.

How could I dare to provoke her!

After chasing away the annoying boys, Gao Qingya returned to her dormitory surrounded by a group of girls.

She arranged her Walkman and cassette tapes neatly on the bed.

Then she washed her hands before opening the packaging box under the watchful eyes of everyone.

They handled it so carefully, not even wanting to damage the packaging box, taking it out intact.

A small, red Walkman caught the girls' eye.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!" in unison, filled with envy.

Gao Qingya was overjoyed; it was so beautiful!

I picked it up carefully and couldn't put it down.

The female classmate next to her whispered that she could touch her, but Gao Qingya wouldn't let her touch her at all.

After much pleading, she finally relented. She didn't forget to warn, "My sister gave it to me. Anyone who dares to break it will be missing my answers on the test!"

This statement is more intimidating than beating someone up.

After all, bringing a failing test home will only result in a double whammy of beatings from both parents.

Gao Qingya has excellent grades, consistently ranking in the top 30 of her grade, and in the most recent test, she even broke into the top 10.

The teachers all said she was the student with the best chance of getting into the county's top high school, and they had high hopes for her.

Even if a teacher knows about a student who is good at fighting and academics, they can only turn a blind eye to her bullying behavior at school.

The only thing that makes the principal feel fortunate is that the student hasn't done anything too egregious yet.

At most, he would drag those delinquent students into the girls' restroom and beat them up after school.

In the words of Gao Qingya's homeroom teacher, this can be considered "eliminating a scourge for the people".

The learning tapes that Gao Qinghe chose were not available for sale in the entire Qing County, and even in the city, they might not be found.

Gao Qingya left it for a while, then treated it like a precious treasure.

She was vaguely aware for the first time of the huge educational disparities between regions.

If she hadn't been born in a small mountain village, but in a big city.

She could have obtained these learning materials much earlier, and her grades would have far surpassed those of her classmates.

It's not easy to get into the county's No. 1 High School; in previous years, only the top ten students in the school had a chance of being selected.

But this time, Gao Qingya was very confident in herself.

Once she improves her English, the county's top high school will be hers for the taking.

"Qinghe!"

As Gao Qinghe was cycling near the village entrance, someone called out to her from the mountainside.

The speeding bicycle kicked up a cloud of dust ahead before coming to a steady stop.

Gao Qinghe squinted and looked back.

Huang Yanqiu jogged down the slope carrying a heavy load of firewood, her smile revealing a set of bright white teeth.

"you are back!"

Huang Yanqiu walked quickly to the bicycle and looked at Gao Qinghe with surprise.

"Are you alright?" Gao Qinghe asked in surprise.

Huang Yanqiu smiled shyly and nodded.

However, she didn't want to talk about her own affairs. When asked what Gao Qinghe had bought, she noticed that the bicycle was full of bags and packages.

With two bundles of firewood thicker than a person on her shoulders, Huang Yanqiu acted as if nothing had happened.

Gao Qinghe parked her bicycle, took a can of Jianlibao from her bag, and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Huang Yanqiu asked curiously.

The village store didn't sell Jianlibao, and Huang Qiuqiu had never even seen this drink before.

Gao Qinghe: "Carbonated functional beverages."

"Open it for me, I'll drink it now," Huang Yanqiu said expectantly.

Gao Qinghe opened the pull tab on the aluminum can and handed it to her.

Huang Yanqiu balanced the firewood load with only her shoulders, held the bottle with both hands, and took a small sip first.

The novel and exciting sensation startled her, but she quickly tilted her head back and drank it in large gulps.

He finished the bottle in no time and let out a big burp.

Gao Qinghe wrinkled her nose, "Don't hiccup at me!"

Huang Yanqiu laughed heartily. If it were before, she would definitely have taken it back to share with Huang Xiaoying.

But this time she drank it all by herself.

"It's so nice not having to give away my things."

Gao Qinghe rode her bicycle slowly, while Huang Yanqiu picked some forsythia from the roadside and made a wreath to put on Gao Qinghe's head.

She gazed at it for a long time, as if admiring an oil painting.

The two did not speak, but the atmosphere was cheerful.

Suddenly, Huang Yanqiu remembered something with concern and asked her:

"Did you know that sleeping together as a couple can make your butt hurt?"

Gao Qinghe stopped abruptly and turned around in astonishment.

Huang Yanqiu, what inappropriate and lewd words are you saying?
(End of this chapter)