Rebirth in the 90s: Pack up and prepare for demolition

When my uncle opened the door, he saw the dirty child being carried by Ye Wenhui, with his head lowered, too embarrassed to see anyone.

"What is this? Begging, right? Wait, uncle will go pack some things for you!"

The uncle didn't think too much about it. He thought that the child was picked up downstairs by Ye Wenhui out of kindness and came to his house to have a hot meal.

Ye Ke was really defeated this time, and looked up and called out to him, "Uncle! It's me!"

The uncle paused, looked at her in disbelief, then looked at Ye Wenhui, "You... me... her... this?"

Ye Wenhui ignored her eldest brother for the time being, and looked at Ye Ke with disgust, "Do you admit it now? If you do, go back and take a shower."

Ye Wenhui said, looking at her eldest brother: "She made me so angry today that I don't want to cook. I'm going to your house for a meal."

Ye Wenguo nodded in confusion.

At the dinner table, my uncle didn't say much, but just silently picked up some food for Ye Ke to express his apology.

It’s no wonder he didn’t recognize her. Ye Ke likes light-colored clothes. She was wearing a white cotton T-shirt when she went out today.

By the time I stood at my uncle's door, my white T-shirt had turned gray, with obvious stains on some spots. I didn't know when my hair tie had snapped, leaving my hair disheveled and looking completely unkempt.

Anyone who comes here will recognize the wrong person.

When Ye Ke went back to take a shower later, he thought the same thing when he looked at himself in the mirror. He didn't take what his uncle said to heart at all.

"What were you thinking, kid? Going out to pick up... bargains?"

My aunt was very curious. What was going on in this little head every day?

Ye Ke finally got the chance to explain in detail, "I went to the mall to pick out tableware. The ones on display were nice, but they were all printed."

"I don't like it. I want something with relief, in various colors, and preferably in various shapes."

"I finally found a place that sold these plates, but the prices were like a rip-off. I thought it wasn't worth it, so the clerk pointed me to a place where I could find these old plates."

She wanted the kind of Baroque-style tableware that was too expensive in the import stores, and she felt a few tattered plates weren't worth the price.

It sounded like they had put in a lot of effort, all for her dessert shop, so Ye Wenhui didn't feel like criticizing them anymore. "Is it really that important? Does it have to be that way?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of Ye Ke's favorite spareribs and gave it to her. "Don't go tomorrow. Just buy something decent at the mall. I see other stores aren't so particular, and they're doing pretty good business, aren't they?"

Ye Ke retorted loudly: "That won't do! The store you open must be the best! It must be different from everyone else!"

Ye Wenhui suddenly felt warm in her heart and was so moved that she didn't know what to say.

Grab the food and eat! My child loves to eat more!

Ye Ke took it without hesitation, "I went to their warehouse and picked them out one by one. It's almost done. I'll pick out some small ornaments from the store tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and then I'll be done!"

"Uncle! Can you drive with me the day after tomorrow? I'm afraid if I find another driver, the dishes might get broken on the way."

Ye Ke only trusts her uncle, not because of how good his skills are, but because he is in love with his new car and treasures it very much.

My uncle agreed without hesitation. What’s the big deal about this little thing?

Tough luck for him!

My uncle looked at the tableware on the floor and Ye Ke standing in the pile of tableware with a headache.

"Hiss! So many?"

"How big is your mom's shop? How can it use so many plates?"

My uncle thought Ye Ke had called him because the plates were fragile and difficult to transport. He didn't expect that Ye Ke had called him because the plates were not only fragile but also there were a lot of them.

He thought that a dozen or so plates would be enough for a dessert shop, right? In the end, Ye Ke bought about ten sets.

Ye Ke looked at him obediently, "Is it a lot? Not much? Dessert plates, coffee cups, placemats, cutlery trays... these are all necessary!"

"Then what are these?" my uncle asked, pointing at the pile of strange things.

It’s hard to describe the feeling, ugly and beautiful at the same time!

"Decorative ornaments! The wall cabinet is bare, so I have to find something to put on it~"

The uncle has no choice but to spoil his niece.

The uncle accepted his fate and carefully loaded the items one by one into the car with Ye Ke.

"Uncle Ye?"

Ye Ke was convinced! Did Wei Qi'an install some kind of uncle-locating system? Why did he always run into him when he was out with his uncle?!

"Xiao Wei! Are you here again this time?"

The uncle spoke cautiously, not daring to confirm Wei Qian'an's identity this time.

Wei Qi'an smiled with his eyes curved, "Uncle Ye, I found some good stuff at my garbage dump, and I'm here to deliver it."

My uncle heaved a sigh of relief and said, "That's right. You've done a good job at the garbage dump, but don't sacrifice your money just for the sake of face."

Wei Qi'an didn't get angry at being misunderstood, and nodded seriously. He understood that Ye Wenguo's words were for his own good. You know, there were many people who didn't want him to continue working, and they all wanted to eat at the table themselves.

Ye Ke covered his eyes silently, he couldn't bear to watch it, he really couldn't bear to watch it!

She said, it has only been a short time since the reform and opening up, how could one build up a fortune so quickly just by relying on a garbage dump.

It turns out that they are speculating. My uncle can’t be so naive as to think that they are just picking up trash, right?

Ye Wenguo was already middle-aged, how could he still be naive? He misunderstood only because Wei Qi'an had always behaved very well in front of him.

When Ye Wenguo first met Wei Qi'an, he was fighting with someone collecting garbage and got beaten up. When he expanded his garbage dump business, he discovered the huge profits in it and started to trade.

Wei Qianan glanced at Ye Ke who was covering his eyes, not quite understanding. Was this another young person's crazy idea?

"Uncle Ye, what's going on with you and your sister?"

"Xiao Ke is here to find some tableware for your Aunt Ye's dessert shop."

He pointed to a pile of things in the car.

Wei Qi'an looked over in the direction his uncle's hand was pointing and smiled. What a coincidence! Wasn't this from his shop? It had been sitting there for over two years without being sold, and yet she actually bought it.

It's a pity that I was a step late, otherwise I could have sent her there directly as a way to repay her for her last reminder.

After sending Ye Ke home last time, Wei Qian hurried back to the company and asked the intern to make an extra product selection plan for the hotel. Both copies were taken together for market research. Sure enough, the younger version received a better response.

After the hotel updated its offerings to reflect a younger demographic, occupancy rates soared, and this month's profits doubled. Wei Qi'an finally realized that his aesthetic taste had been influenced by middle-aged people and outgrown by the younger generation.

Holy shit! He's only 22! Is he going to be eliminated by the youngsters?!

Wei Qian'an decided to get closer to young people and be influenced by them more in the future!