My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

"..." Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, then changed the topic, "I heard a few days ago that these people have a lot of low-priced cotton yarn, and some people bought it home to weave sweaters and trousers and sell them, making a lot of money. I also want to do this business, but I don't have the connections.

Sister, do you have any connections?"

This path is not easy to take. In her previous life, Wen Wan met the workshop director of a cotton mill. It was quite a dramatic story. The director's daughter bought eggs from her. One time, after selling the eggs, she went home and saw the little girl being bullied by several girls of the same age.

Wen Wan went over to save the little girl and sent her home safely. The director and his wife invited her to dinner to thank her, and as a result, she started to get a cotton yarn business.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old. Her eyes, face, and even hands were round, and she was very cute. It has been so long since then that I can't remember when I met her. I also don't know if she was bullied in this life or if she met someone who saved her.

Wen Wan didn't want to cause trouble for herself and said, "We grew up together. I only went to junior high school in the village. People in the town only know Xu Yuanyuan. How could I have any connections?"

"..." Wen Ya was disappointed for a moment, then hope rekindled in her eyes as if she had thought of something, "Wan Wan, isn't the general manager of that department store quite familiar with your Xie Changqing?

Find his connections!"

Wen Wan was quite shameless and said, "He is the general manager, and I don't even have the qualifications to go in and meet him, and I still need connections.

What good things are you thinking about? "

"You can't do that, but we still have Xie Changqing, right?"

Wen Wan sneered and emphasized her words, "Xie Changqing has fled to another place to avoid me. Do you think there is hope?"

Wen Ya thought so too. In her previous life, Xie Changqing hated her so much but he didn't run away. He must hate Wen Wan more than he hates her. There is no hope for her to help. Besides, the general manager of the shopping mall is using connections to buy cotton yarn, which is not related to his major.

Wen Ya also sold eggs here in her previous life, and she must have gotten the cheap cotton yarn here. Maybe she is the one who sold the ticket. If she blocks him a few more times, he might be willing to sell it to her.

What happened in the past few days taught her a truth: you can't just make one preparation for everything, you have to think of other ideas besides cotton yarn.

The atmosphere finally quieted down for a while.

It was only for a while, and after a while, Wen Ya started to make trouble again.

"Wanwan, there are so many small businesses on this street, which one is more profitable?"

"Your Lu Yiming is already earning enough money for his writings, why is he still earning this little money?"

"..." Wen Ya choked, "Who would complain about having too much money? Besides, I just want to do business and become a rich woman, what's wrong with that?

Unlike you, you have no ambition at all and just rely on men for support."

Wen Wan disagreed, "What's wrong with relying on a man for support? I rely on my man, not other men."

Wen Ya never said anything to her and was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Afraid of being pestered by her again, Wen Wan quickly finished her meal and paid the bill. Just as she was about to leave, she was grabbed by Wen Ya again.

Wen Wan glared at her without mercy, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Even though Wen Ya was furious, she still had to smile and said, "Don't be angry. I just want to talk to you."

Then he pulled the man back to sit down, "Wanwan, do you think selling rice tofu can make money?"

"To earn money! If they don't want to earn money, why would they get up early and work late?"

“Can you make rice tofu?”

"Being able to do something and doing business are two different things." Wen Wan gradually lost her patience.

"And the man selling rice cakes, rice costs 0.2 yuan a pound, how come he can sell these rice cakes so cheaply.

And he can make money at such a low price, and all five of his family members are dressed beautifully, how did he do it?"

Wen Wan glanced at the hand that was holding on her arm and said, "You should ask the rice cake seller about this. I want to go back. Let go of me now."

Wen Ya pretended not to hear and continued to ask, "If it were you, would you sell rice cakes to make money?"

Wen Wan did sell rice cakes in her previous life and earned a lot but it was very hard work, so she gave up later.

Since Wen Ya wanted to live the 'happy' life of her previous life, Wen Wan had no reason not to fulfill her wish. However, Wen Ya liked to hear the opposite of what she said, so she said coldly, "No!"

"I will definitely do such a profitable business. You said this on purpose because you don't want me to make any money."

"As long as you are happy." Wen Wan was too lazy to pay attention to her and forcibly pulled her arm out.

"It must be like this. I can also make rice cakes. If I don't sell eggs, I will make rice cakes."

Going up the mountain to catch wild boars and sell eggs were both suggestions made by Wen Wan.

Now that I think about it, I suddenly realize that Wen Wan must have been fooling her and deliberately made her work hard to earn money.

When it comes to rice cakes, she denied it outright, and her expression showed that she was afraid that she would make more money than him.

In my heart, Jiujiu still wants to escape from her, but that's wishful thinking.

She just didn't believe that she couldn't make money from the business that Wen Wan could make money from.

It was already time for dinner when they got home. Wen Wan brought the meat and fish to the kitchen. Little Guoqing's eyes lit up when he saw the meat.

Zhang Lan, on the other hand, had a sullen look on her face. "It's different when you're the boss! Not only do we have fish and meat, but we can also ride a bicycle to go around town all day long. It's really a carefree life!"

"Sister-in-law, can we talk so sarcastic? It makes me uncomfortable." Wen Wan said, "People need to find a comfortable way to get along with each other. If you make me uncomfortable, I will at most fulfill my responsibilities as a family member.

If it’s something good for you that’s beyond my responsibility, don’t blame me for not doing it.”

"Not feeling well?" Zhang Lan threw the knife onto the chopping board and snorted, "You're not feeling well, but I'm not feeling well either!

I have been married into the Xie family for five years. I am the eldest daughter-in-law. Who are you? Why do you think you are the head of the family right after you come? This is not fair!"

She had been making a fuss for such a long time and had tried everything she could, but in the end she was only given the job of cooking and doing housework. She felt so pathetic just thinking about it.

"Sister-in-law, I know you're not feeling well. Just say it out loud. I won't give in to you anyway."

"You..." Zhang Lan became even angrier, "I'm your sister-in-law, do you still have any manners?"

"Since you think you are an elder, shouldn't you take care of me, a junior? I have been married for two months, and every day you think about how to plot against me?

Education? If education means you can manipulate me, then I don’t have it, and I don’t want to have it.

I am a simple person. If someone respects me, I will respect him. I will never complain about my virtues. I hope you get used to it."

After saying that, Wen Wan turned around and left.