I was a daigou in the 60s

Moreover, he has to compensate you for mental damages."

"Wouldn't it be too unscrupulous to do this?"

Su Zhilan was shocked.

"Conscience? If you talk to him about conscience, will he be good to you?"

If it weren't for her persistence, this family would have broken up long ago.

However, she still had hesitations in her heart.

"But I already have a child. If we really get divorced, how should I tell Tiantian?"

"Besides, Xiao Dongqing has indeed changed a lot recently."

Yin Meifang sighed.

"Sister Su, we have been friends for so many years, how could I harm you?"

"I saw him being intimate with another woman yesterday!"

"People like this will become more aggressive sooner or later."

"When he brings his new love home, your daughter will have to call her mom!"

"It's like boiling a frog in warm water."

Yin Meifang continued.

"You don't feel the danger at first, and by the time you realize it, it's too late."

Su Zhilan's heart became heavier and heavier, and her breathing became rapid.

She didn't know who to trust, nor did she know where the future lay.

"Don't panic, Sister Su, I'll help you with this.

What you need to do is gather evidence, such as photos or medical records of previous times he hit you.

Then give these to me and I will take care of the rest.”

As Yin Meifang spoke, she gently fanned Su Zhilan with a palm-leaf fan.

"But he doesn't hit me anymore."

Su Zhilan said.

"Then create some evidence."

Yin Meifang suggested.

"Everyone knows about his past violent behavior. As long as you stick to the accusations, he will not be able to escape responsibility."

“Is this really a good idea?”

Su Zhilan was a little shaken.

"Do you want your daughter to call someone mom in the future?"

Yin Meifang asked back.

Su Zhilan was silent. She knew that her choice would not only affect herself, but also her daughter's future.

She turned her head again and looked at her daughter with complicated eyes.

Tiantian, this little figure is immersed in the world of plasticine, kneading out colorful dreams.

Su Zhilan, who was standing aside, felt a little uneasy.

Tiantian is not only her daughter, but also everything in her life.

Asking her to call someone else "Mom"? That's impossible.

After a while, Su Zhilan walked over gently and held her daughter in her arms.

"Mom, have you bought our new clothes?"

Xiao Tiantian raised her head and asked, her eyes full of anticipation.

"We've bought it, honey, let's go home."

Su Zhilan responded gently.

She came to the cashier with the lace jacket she had chosen, which was an exquisite and beautiful piece of clothing.

"How much is this dress?"

Su Zhilan asked.

Yin Meifang said as she took a glance while cracking some melon seeds.

"Sister Su, you picked a really good one, this is the latest style.

The original price is two hundred, but since we're acquaintances, I'll give you a 20% discount, so twenty will be enough."

After paying the bill, Su Zhilan took her daughter's hand and set off on her journey home.

However, her heart was still heavy, as if a heavy burden was pressing on it.

At the same time, Xiao Dongqing was unaware of the troubles at home.

Xiao Dongqing suddenly remembered that he had not collected all the peony stamps he had ordered after waiting for a thousand years.

So I hurried to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask. It would have been fine if I hadn't asked, but when I asked, it turned out to be there.

Xiao Dongqing was so excited that he almost jumped up.

I didn't expect to collect all the rest at once.

After expressing his gratitude repeatedly, Xiao Dongqing took the complete set of peony stamps in his hand.

Then, in a place where no one was around, he opened the purchasing system.

AAA professional purchasing agent: "It's a once-in-a-millennium journey, brother, I've got all the peony stamps for you, remember to collect them."

A Thousand Years of Walking: "Thank you very much! I finally gathered them all. I'll look for you next time."

AAA professional purchasing agent: "Haha, I should thank you."

Just then, a ding sound was heard.

【Purchasing mission completed】

【Rebate amount: * 20%= 】

【The rebate amount has been issued to, please check it carefully】

Xiao Dongqing left the purchasing group with satisfaction.

After that, he walked into the factory workshop and was hurriedly pulled to the warehouse by Liang Zheng.

There, several bamboo sieves were filled with freshly baked stinky tofu.

"Holly, something's wrong!"

Liang Zheng said anxiously.

"Try the stinky tofu made by these machines; it doesn't taste right."

Xiao Dongqing took a piece and tried it, then immediately frowned.

Indeed, machine-produced stinky tofu lacks the richness of handmade ones.

The taste also seems loose and not firm enough.

Such products are difficult to sell at a good price in the market.

“There’s a real difference between food produced by hand and food produced by machine.”

Xiao Dongqing pondered.

“But in order to expand production, we have to rely on machinery.

This is why many traditional cuisines are disappearing.”

"but."

He continued.

“Over time, the smell of the machines will fade and customers will get used to it.

It’s a gradual process, like boiling a frog in warm water.”

Liang Zheng was a little worried after hearing this.

"By doing this, isn't it the same as destroying your own reputation?"

Xiao Dongqing explained.

"I have bought up all the soybeans in the surrounding area at a price half a percent higher than the market price."

"Vendors will naturally choose to cooperate with us."

“Also, we want to ensure product quality and try to preserve the traditional flavor even when using machines.”

He knows that the essence of business is to make profits, but he also hopes to make money while doing so.

Protect the precious traditional craftsmanship.

As the days went by, other small tofu vendors gradually lost their supply of soybeans.

Without soybeans, tofu cannot be made, and naturally no one will buy their products anymore.

"Holly, is this really appropriate?"

"We have a monopoly on soybean supply, and other individual businesses will find it difficult to make a living."

Liang Zheng said with a sad face.

"I came to you today to solve this problem."

Xiao Dongqing looked at Liang Zheng and said calmly.

"I'll give you a week to buy out the surrounding tofu shops."

"After receiving compensation, they can find a new way to make a living."

“For those who are particularly persistent, see if we can invite them to join us.”

"If someone is unwilling to cooperate, then that's up to them."

Xiao Dongqing's tone when speaking was as calm as if he was discussing an everyday trivial matter, which made Liang Zheng feel a chill.

His heart beat faster, and he was shocked but also glad that he had chosen to cooperate with Xiao Dongqing.

Otherwise "Liang Zheng stinky tofu"

The brand is probably long gone.

In the business world, making money is the primary goal.

Capital always flows to where profits are greatest. If businessmen do not pursue profits.

On the contrary, being too sentimental will probably only make you a laughing stock among your peers.

"Holly, I'll go take care of the acquisition now."

Liang Zheng tidied his clothes and hurried away with his briefcase.

"Shen Zhong, take a few people out to sell stinky tofu."

Xiao Dongqing continued to give instructions.

Not long after, Shen Zhong pushed the cart out of the factory.

Others continued to stay in the workshop, busy with soaking soybeans and other processing work.

Xiao Dongqing walked into the warehouse and saw several soymilk machines destroyed by Zhang Hong piled up in the corner.

Although Zhang Hong has compensated for the losses, these machines are now just a pile of scrap metal to him.

However, Xiao Dongqing decided to try to repair them.