A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

"Mom, why don't we also go to Sister Yi Yi's shop to buy clothes to sell?" Sun Xiaolan tentatively suggested.

On the way back, she thought about it all the way. The fact that Sister Yi's store was doing so well meant that customers liked the styles of the clothes in their store. If they went to Sister Yi's store to buy goods, would their business be as good as Sister Yi's store?

"Sun Xiaolan, do you know how much each piece of clothing costs at Sister Yiyi's shop? Are you going to buy your stock from Sister Yiyi's shop?" Before Sun Qiang's wife could speak, Sun Xiaocao frowned.

“We can order a little less first…” Sun Xiaolan said hurriedly.

“The cheapest autumn clothes in Sister Yi’s shop are around a hundred yuan each, and the slightly better ones are two or three hundred, or even three or four hundred. How many do you think we can get?” Sun Xiaocao asked her, frowning.

Sometimes she really didn't know what her third sister was thinking.

She only saw that Sister Yi's shop was doing well and making a lot of money, but she didn't know that profits and risks go hand in hand.

This wave of loss-making clearance sales in the summer has already crippled them.

These are just ordinary goods. If it were the high-end goods in Sister Yi's shop, they would probably lose everything.

“Xiaocao, actually… I think Xiaolan’s idea is pretty good…” Sun Qiang’s wife was clearly tempted.

Everyone in these surrounding streets knows that [Yisheng] is a thriving business.

Even the vegetable vendors in the market know that [Yisheng]'s business is booming.

If they sell the same goods as Yi Yi's shop...

Just thinking about the endless stream of customers at Jian Qingyi's shop made Sun Qiang's wife wish she could immediately take some clothes from Jian Qingyi's shop to sell.

"Xiaocao, why don't you go talk to your sister Yiyi and ask her to give us some extra goods? Once we sell them, we'll pay her right away." Sun Qiang's wife looked at her second daughter.

"Mother, what if we can't sell them?" Sun Xiaocao frowned as she looked at her.

“If Yi Yi can be sold, why can’t we?!” Sun Qiang’s wife retorted.

Don't be fooled by how soft and yielding Sun Qiang's wife is in front of him; she's quite assertive in front of his daughters.

“I mean, if…” Sun Xiaocao asked.

"There are no 'what ifs' in life," Sun Qiang's wife said, her face darkening.

"Mom, if you think you're capable, go and talk to Sister Yi Yi yourself!" Sun Xiaocao turned her face away.

She doesn't have that much face.

Their family runs a business, and they expect Sister Yi to lose money? That's unheard of!

Her mother really thought Yi Yi was a fool.

Sun Qiang's wife choked.

She was just putting on airs as an elder in front of her own daughter, telling her to talk to Jian Qingyi...

She really didn't dare.

Jian Qingyi broke Jian Zhonglan's jaw with her bare hands; she witnessed it firsthand.

That's no pushover.

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the other side

Distracted by Sun Xiaolan, Jian Qingyi lost her desire to take a nap.

The main problem is that time doesn't allow it.

It will be the two little ones' mealtime in an hour.

It will take another half hour on the way.

equal……

I had to get up as soon as I lay down.

After sitting for a while, Jian Qingyi prepared to go back.

Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out from outside the shop.

Hearing the commotion, the customers in the shop all craned their necks to look outside.

Some of the bolder ones even ran out directly.

The once empty streets were instantly filled with onlookers.

Jian Qingyi raised her hand and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

There are still fifty minutes until the two little ones' mealtime.

She has twenty minutes to watch the excitement.

She joined the other customers in the shop.

In the center of the crowd, several middle-aged men and women were dragging a young woman toward an oxcart parked by the roadside.

The young woman struggled fiercely, but even a hero can't withstand the sheer number of people.

She was being dragged step by step toward the oxcart by the roadside.

"I won't go, let me go..." the young woman struggled desperately.

"What are you doing? So many of you are bullying a young girl." Someone stepped forward to block the group.

"Get out of the way, she's my daughter, I can do whatever I want with her..." A middle-aged man glared angrily at the other man.

"Even if she is your daughter, you can't treat her like this! What family would treat their daughter like livestock?" The man didn't move his foot.

"Yes, look how scared the little girl is."

"You're not human traffickers, are you?" someone questioned.

"It looks like it. Let's report it to the police station!"

"These people don't look like good people at all."

……

More and more doubts are emerging.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, the middle-aged men and women panicked.

One of the middle-aged women with permed hair stepped forward.

"Everyone has misunderstood. My daughter originally had a boyfriend. He was honest, kind, and good-natured. But my daughter just fell for a smooth-talking scoundrel and insisted on going with him..."

“She’s just a child and doesn’t understand. We, as her parents, can’t just stand by and watch her jump into a fire pit…”

As the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she lowered her head and wiped the corner of her eye.

The people who had initially been clamoring to report to the police station all fell silent.

"He's not a good-for-nothing..." the young woman retorted angrily.

Their gazes toward the middle-aged woman were spitting fire.

"What is he if not a good-for-nothing who idles around all day? Have you ever seen a decent person loitering around the streets all day?" The middle-aged man's face darkened, his expression full of disappointment.

If it weren't for so many people watching, his fist might have already landed on the young woman.

Those watching the spectacle aren't fools; now they understand everything.

The people blocking their way moved aside.

"You think everyone's like that country bumpkin, only knowing how to work in the fields like an old ox? Brother Xu is destined for great things..." the young woman retorted.

The crowd looked at the young woman as if she were an idiot.

They've never seen anyone who's capable of great things act like a good-for-nothing who does absolutely nothing.

Doing great things is not just about talking.

The middle-aged man and woman took several deep breaths before suppressing their urge to beat someone up in the street.

"Take her away, don't let her embarrass herself here." The middle-aged man didn't want to waste any more words with her, so he grabbed the young woman's arm and dragged her onto the oxcart.

"I won't leave, I won't leave, I want to stay with Brother Xu..." The young woman plopped down on the ground.

The middle-aged woman was so angry that she slapped her on the back a few times.

"Why are you so disobedient?! Would your parents ever harm you?" The middle-aged woman's chest heaved with anger.

"I don't care, I want to be with Brother Xu. You like that country bumpkin so much, why don't you marry him yourself!" the young woman retorted.

"Slap!" The middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped her hard across the face.

When someone strikes in extreme anger, the force they exert is unimaginable.

The young woman's face was slapped to the side.

She covered her face, looking up at the middle-aged man in disbelief.

"You hit me?"

"Pfft!" Jian Qingyi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She was slapped in the face, and she still asked questions.

With that kind of intelligence, no wonder he got fooled by that blond-haired... scoundrel.