Traveling through the Republic of China, a delicate girl opened a factory to make money and won a lo

In the evening, Gong Jinling cooked a table of dishes. After Tang Baozhu had dinner, she went back to her room to rest.

Tang Baozhu's room was decorated simply, with dark oriental wooden furniture, dark green plaid wallpaper, a retro green table lamp with shiny little gems hanging on it, and even the curtains were decorated with colorful gem strings.

There was a string of wind chimes hanging on the window. Tang Baozhu touched the gems on it, wondering if they were worth anything.

Just as she was lost in thought, Tang Baojun poked her head in from the window. Tang Baozhu was startled.

"What are you doing? Why are you so elusive?"

"Sister, let me show you this treasure,"

Tang Baojun suddenly took out a small silver pistol as if presenting a treasure.

"I bought this on the street yesterday. I didn't tell my dad about it. You have to keep it a secret for me."

Guns were rampant in the Republic of China, and people in rural areas had homemade guns. Only the children of wealthy families had this Browning.

Fortunately, before she traveled through time, her best friend Zhai Jing was a shooting coach, and she had reluctantly learned shooting and gun disassembly from Zhai Jing. This old-fashioned semi-automatic pistol was the first time she had seen it.

Thinking she was scared, Tang Baojun shook,

"Don't be afraid, it's unloaded."

Tang Baozhu was playing with Browning in her hands, and suddenly remembered a passage in the original novel, where Tang Baojun acted impulsively and was framed. In a fit of rage, he fired a gun and was imprisoned for it.

To prevent future trouble, she stuffed the Browning into her handbag.

"I'm keeping this for self-defense."

Tang Baojun glanced at it reluctantly. Since his elder sister liked it, he could only reluctantly give it up. He said,

"Okay, sister, if you like it, I'll give it to you, but...where are the clothes you said you would give me?"

Tang Baozhu then remembered that it was the clothes that she had been thinking about.

"Don't worry, you won't be short of clothes. I'll go to the clothing store tomorrow and help you get the clothes out."

Tang Baojun's eyes lit up.

"Well, the clothes designed by my sister must be the most beautiful in the world."

Tang Baozhu pinched his nose.

"Stop flattering me here. Fight less in the future to save me and my parents from worrying."

Tang Baojun has delicate and regular features, black and bright eyes, and a smile at the end of his eyes as he speaks out

"If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend him. If someone offends me, I will kill him."

"..."

Tang Baozhu sighed.

"Childish ghost,"

Tang Baojun grinned.

"Sister, am I the first one to wear the clothes you designed? I must show off to my parents."

"Are you so happy?"

"Of course, I designed it myself. It has a special meaning. My elder sister sketched it out stroke by stroke. It is not an ordinary gift. I must keep it well."

Tang Baozhu suddenly had an idea. She was worried that she could not find an excuse to get close to Ning Jinchuan, but now she had one. She could go and thank him with all the right reasons. Ning Jinchuan should not refuse to see her.

"It's too late. I'm going to bed. You should go back too."

Tang Baozhu drove Tang Baojun out and began to design a new dress with her fingers. She would use the best silk fabrics and combine silk and clothing with what she had learned. Then she would give it to Ning Jinchuan as a thank you gift.

She didn't believe that she couldn't impress Ning Jinchuan. She had to win Ning Jinchuan over and make him interested in silk weaving. In this way, she could both negotiate the deal and go to the factory.

After figuring it out, Tang Baozhu began to design clothes according to Ning Jinchuan's body shape. He remembered that the original book said that Ning Jinchuan liked darker colors.

After working hard for most of the night to come up with a perfect design, she yawned and prepared to go to the clothing store in person tomorrow.

The next morning, before Tang Baozhu got up, Qin Ruorong was knocking on the door.

"Tang Baozhu, it's already noon, and you're still sleeping."

Tang Baozhu had stayed up all night last night, and her eyes were blue. She opened the door with sleepy eyes, looked at Qin Ruorong at the door, and yawned.

"Why are you here so early in the morning?"

Qin Ruorong glanced at Tang Baozhu. The thin silk lingerie outlined her slender waist and straight legs. She couldn't help but envy her.

"I went to see Song Xiaohua yesterday. She was really willing to expose Zhou Yixin, but when we arrived at the police station, you were all gone. I heard that you broke off the engagement, so I specifically asked."

"Yes, Zhou Yixin took the initiative to withdraw."

Qin Ruorong smiled as if relieved from a heavy burden.

"This greedy guy, I am looking forward to his expression after he knows Lin Ruoshui's true identity in the future. However, how could he, who is so good at getting along with everyone, agree to cancel the engagement so quickly?"

"Thinking that he has climbed up to the Ning family, he must be eager to get close to them as soon as possible."

"That makes sense. I was supposed to come here yesterday, but a distinguished guest came to my house, so I was delayed for a while, so I came here today."

Qin Ruorong took out a jewelry box from behind her.

"Hey, sister, I wish you a happy divorce. Zhou Yixin is a scumbag, you can't be sad."

In the box was a gem bracelet, made of a butterfly, moonlight white cat's eye stone and a chain. It looked very delicate. Qin Ruorong treated Tang Baozhu sincerely. Somehow, Tang Baozhu suddenly thought of her best friend Zhai Jing. The relationship they had grown up together was precious. The original owner really didn't know how to cherish it.

"Did you pick it out on purpose?"

"No, it's a gift from a client who came yesterday. I heard it's from a Japanese brand in Shanghai. I know you like these sparkling gems, so I picked them out especially for you."

Qin Ruorong took the bracelet and helped Tang Baozhu put it on.

"May our pearl be reborn."

Tang Baozhu smiled and shook her wrist.

"Thank you. I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Sister, why are you being so polite? I still have a lot of things to do at home. Please treat me to afternoon tea later."

Tang Baozhu shook her head.

"I may not have time these two days."

Qin Ruorong frowned.

"Ah? What are you busy with? You look tired and it seems like you didn't sleep well last night."

Tang Baozhu pointed to the design draft on the table.

"I'm designing clothes to make as a thank-you gift."

Qin Ruorong looked at the design draft on the table. It was vividly drawn, but it was just men's clothing.

"Why didn't I know you had this talent?"

"I learned it when I had nothing to do."

"Is this... designed for your brother?"

Tang Baozhu didn't intend to hide it from Qin Ruorong.

"No, I'm going to give it to Mr. Ning."

"Ah? Why? That Mr. Ning looks creepy and seems like he doesn't want to answer or talk to you."

"I have no choice but to be humble and flatter others. I want to make this cooperation a reality and see if I can impress Mr. Ning and promote Tang's silk to Shanghai and open up channels in Shanghai."

"Why are you starting to worry about things in the factory?"

"You have to grow up and stand on your own."

Qin Ruorong's eyes were evasive, hesitating to speak.

“In fact, Mr. Ning came to our house these two days and wanted to cooperate with the furniture factory.”