Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

"I am from Shenyang."

“Then we’re from the same hometown, I’m from Harbin.”

"What a coincidence! Sister, are you settling in well here?"

"It's alright, it's just too hot and humid."

Yang Meiyun was driving her Crown sedan, with Lin Ting in the passenger seat and the silent Jiang Zong and Yang Libo, who wanted to inherit the mantle, in the back.

Yang Libo originally didn't plan to go along, but then he thought, what if Yang Meiyun suddenly went crazy and made things difficult for these two little devils? Would he, the matchmaker, end up with nothing?

He felt he should still follow along.

After all, this is Yang Meiyun. When this aunt first came to Shenzhen, she did the amazing feat of taking down eight bosses in a row. During that time, even passing dogs would get kicked by Yang Meiyun.

Yang Meiyun suddenly turned around and glanced at Yang Libo, her red lips slightly raised, and said with a half-smile, "Boss Yang seems to be very worried about me."

Yang Libo sat up abruptly: "How could that be? If I didn't trust you, why would I recommend you to Miss Lin?"

Can he say that the reason he recommended Yang Meiyun was because she was the only person he knew who was a clothing business owner?

Of course not.

He didn't want to be overturned.

As Yang Meiyun turned her head, her eyes sparkled, and Yang Libo's heart skipped a beat.

Yang Meiyun's warehouse was in a remote location. On the way, she told Lin Ting, "Don't be afraid, little sister. Land is cheaper in the suburbs. I can't bear to sell you."

Lin Ting laughed heartlessly: "If you want to sell me, sister, sell me to my master. He's rich."

"Hahaha... You're so well-behaved."

Yang Meiyun seemed oblivious to Lin Ting's implication and continued to smile happily.

The car drove for almost half an hour before stopping in front of a warehouse.

This area covers about 20 acres, with warehouses neatly arranged and tall, burly security guards everywhere.

"Come over here, all the money is here." Yang Meiyun took Lin Ting's hand and led her into the three-story building closest to the gate.

This building is an office area. The first floor has a cashier's office and a driver's rest area. The second floor is a shopping mall-like merchandise display area with a dazzling array of clothes. Lin Ting doesn't know what the third floor is for yet, as even the curtains are drawn, so she can't see what's inside.

"Take a look." Yang Meiyun released Lin Ting's hand. "If you're not satisfied, you don't have to be picky. I always believe in mutual consent in business."

Lin laughed after hearing this: "What a coincidence, I also like mutual consent."

Upon hearing this, Yang Libo almost couldn't help but remind Lin Ting that her "mutual consent" meant "it's best if you're willing, but if you're not, I'm very willing to use force to persuade you to agree."

Yang Libo felt that Lin Ting's "mutual consent" was definitely not like that.

Lin was unaware that Boss Yang had misunderstood again. She looked at the clothes and silently made her judgment.

These goods are much better than those in the Wuai Market, both in terms of quality and style.

Some of the items were actually the same ones that she had seen worn by celebrities in Hong Kong movies.

Lin Ting wasn't looking at the goods quickly, and Yang Meiyun didn't urge her.

She took out a slender cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and went to the window. She slowly smoked, looking at Lin Ting, as if she really thought of her little sister.

"Jiang Zong, do you think these clothes look good?" Lin Ting asked Jiang Zong, trying to make conversation.

Jiang Zong looked at the clothes, then at her, and nodded: "It looks good."

He doesn't know much about girls' clothes, but they would look great on her.

Lin Ting didn't notice the emotions in his eyes; her gaze remained fixed on his clothes.

She nodded slightly and said softly, "It's enough to cover the initial investment before setting up the factory, and it's truly unique in Shenyang, so it should sell very well... but..."

Hearing the hesitation in her voice, Jiang Zong asked, "Is there a problem?"

Not enough money? He has enough.

“It’s not that there’s a problem,” Lin Ting frowned slightly. “I’m just wondering what the layout of those state-owned stores is like, and we can’t be sure about the renovation and opening dates… so there’s a problem with the quantity of goods we need.”

The previous renovation team took about half a month to complete the renovation of this small shop. If the shop is too large or has a complicated layout, this time will definitely be longer.

Lin Ting wanted to launch new products in all stores at the same time, which would help create a brand effect.

Therefore, the quantity of goods to be purchased becomes a major issue.

She hadn't originally planned to discuss the procurement today, but Yang Libo's gaze was making her uneasy. She casually tried to change the subject, and it turned out to be a happy accident.

Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to remember.

As Lin Ting looked at the styles, she silently calculated in her mind, and her expression unconsciously became serious.

After finishing a cigarette, Yang Meiyun took out chewing gum from her bag, put it in her mouth, chewed it for a while, and then went to Lin Ting's side.

She gently put her arm around her shoulder and asked, "Little sister, is there a problem?"

Lin Ting nodded and then shook her head: "There is a problem, but it's not with your goods. I was thinking... your goods are so beautiful, they're sure to sell well, so I'm wondering how much to order."

Yang Meiyun burst out laughing.

She pinched Lin Ting's cheek again: "What's there to think about? At worst, we'll just send you more shipments. Anyway, you'll pay for the shipping."

Lin Ting: "..."

I must say, that's actually a pretty "good" suggestion.

Lin replied, "No, I need to do the math. This is a small business, and I can't afford too many costs."

Yang Meiyun looked at her with doting eyes and handed her a notebook: "Here, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay, thank you, sister."

Lin Ting really did start calculating.

Yang Meiyun looked at her, her lips unable to fall into a smile.

Watching from the side, Yang Libo felt like he had gotten to know Yang Meiyun all over again.

What's wrong with Boss Yang today? Has he switched to vegetarian food?

He remembered that he had something to ask Yang Meiyun to do, so he immediately stepped forward and said, "Ayun, I'm running out of boats lately. Could you lend me two?"

Yang Meiyun glanced at him and said politely and tactfully, "No."

Yang Libo: "..."

He cleared his throat and offered her a cigarette: "Don't say that. We're all in the same business. If you help me, I'll help you next time."

Yang Meiyun took the cigarette and rubbed it between her fingertips. The corners of her mouth were still slightly raised, but the smile looked cold no matter how you looked at it.

She said, "When Boss Yang went to Shanghai to make his fortune, he didn't think we were in the same industry. Besides, how can there be friends among people in the same industry? They would all wish the other to die sooner."

Looking at Yang Meiyun, Yang Libo felt that the familiar, unreasonable, and domineering Ayun had returned.

He really didn't want to see her!

Yang Libo cleared his throat and immediately began to complain: "Ayun, you know me. I'm not like them. I didn't ask you to go because I don't even know anything about stocks myself. I wanted to be your pioneer first..."

Yang Meiyun: "And then you lost so much money that you didn't even have enough boats to go around?"