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

"It's in that blue cloth bag. Never mind, I'll get it." Wang Xiujuan jogged over.

Wang Xiujuan likes to do everything herself when it comes to her eldest grandson.

"Yiyi, your shop's business has been doing well lately, hasn't it?" Sun Qiang's wife smiled and approached Jian Qingyi.

"It's alright." Jian Qingyi didn't seem inclined to delve deeper into the conversation.

Although she didn't deliberately inquire, since they were all in that area, comparisons were inevitable.

Jian Qingyi didn't want to provoke them.

"Sister Yi Yi..."

The two sisters, Sun Xiaocao and Sun Xiaolan, called out obediently.

Sun Xiaocao felt guilty; she always felt that her parents' actions were unethical.

Sister Yi helped her so much, yet her parents actually wanted to steal Sister Yi's business.

When Sun Xiaocao learned that the store was targeting the general public, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But her experiences over the past few months have taught her...

She's really overthinking it.

Even if her parents also target high-end customers, it doesn't necessarily mean they can steal Yi Yi's customers.

"It's been months since I last saw you, and you've grown into a beautiful young lady." Jian Qingyi smiled and pulled two handfuls of chocolates from her crossbody bag, stuffing them into the hands of the two sisters.

Jian Qingyi actually had a pretty good impression of Sun Xiaocao.

Not only do they work hard, but they also never complain.

It's a pity I didn't have good parents.

“Sister Yi, you’re making fun of me again…” Sun Xiaocao’s cheeks flushed slightly.

Jian Qingyi smiled, pursing her lips.

My gaze fell on the slightly loose coat that Sun Xiaocao was wearing.

If she remembered correctly, this coat was an old one from two years ago. In the first half of this year, Sun Xiaocao wore it so tightly that everyone laughed at her, saying she needed to add some capital.

In such a short time, the clothes that were once tight are now hanging loosely on my body.

He looked just like a child who had secretly put on an adult's clothes.

"Boss Jian..." A woman's exclamation came from not far away.

Everyone followed the sound.

A middle-aged woman with a fashionable perm and big waves walked towards them with a smile.

When she met Jian Qingyi's gaze, the middle-aged woman's smile became even brighter.

Jian Qingyi politely returned the smile.

Although she didn't know the middle-aged woman's name, she looked very familiar, and most importantly...

The middle-aged woman was wearing the latest styles from her store.

"Sister, are you eating here too?" Jian Qingyi took the initiative.

If you don't know her name, just call her "sister," it can't hurt.

"Why should I eat? This state-run canteen is mine now." The middle-aged woman smiled and glanced at the huge banquet hall, her voice cheerful.

If someone else said that, they would definitely think she was showing off, but the middle-aged woman gave people a straightforward and cheerful feeling.

“Then I can’t call you ‘sister’ anymore, I have to call you ‘big boss’,” Jian Qingyi joked with a smile.

"Don't tease me like that!" the middle-aged woman scolded her.

"Yiyi, I won't beat around the bush with you. I heard you have a seafood shop. I just took over this place, so you have to make the prices a little bit so I can make a small profit to buy clothes."

“Since you’ve asked, I certainly can’t refuse you. Just mention my name when the time comes, and they’ll definitely give you the lowest price,” Jian Qingyi said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way, I also have a tea shop. I can get you any famous tea you can name. Just mention my name if you need any, and I definitely won't charge you a high price."

"Yi Yi, you really are my sister." The middle-aged woman reached out and hugged Jian Qingyi affectionately.

After finishing their business, the middle-aged woman finally remembered.

"Yiyi, is the person handling this matter a relative of yours?"

"It's my nephew's 100-day celebration." Jian Qingyi smiled.

"So this is our nephew's 100-day celebration." The middle-aged woman turned to look at the waiter beside her.

“Go tell the chef to make a couple more hearty dishes, as a way to bring some joy to my nephew.”

"Yes!" the waitress replied, turning and leaving.

"Our sister is truly generous!" Jian Qingyi gave the middle-aged woman a thumbs up.

"Stop teasing me," the middle-aged woman chuckled.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the middle-aged woman left.

"Yi Yi, who's that?" Jian Liqiu returned from a walk with Director Wu's family and happened to see the middle-aged woman leaving.

“One customer,” Jian Qingyi explained simply.

Because she rarely goes to the store, she only felt that the face looked familiar.

"Second sister, do you know that woman from earlier?" Sun Xiaolan nudged Sun Xiaocao with her elbow.

"She used to come to the store often to buy clothes, and she would always buy several outfits at a time." The woman was generous, and Sun Xiaocao had a deep impression of her.

"Several sets of clothes, that must cost over a thousand?" Sun Xiaolan exclaimed in surprise.

Sun Xiaocao nodded.

In Beijing, the rich are truly rich, but the poor are truly poor.

Just like that area in the west of the city, it's still full of old houses.

People in that area usually go grocery shopping around noon or in the afternoon.

Don't ask why you should go grocery shopping in the middle of the day or in the afternoon.

The answer is simple: vegetables were cheaper back then.

Especially for expensive vegetables like chicken, duck, and meat, buying a pound in the afternoon can save you a few cents, and the meat is also less watery.

Sun Xiaolan glanced in the direction the middle-aged woman had left, her eyes filled with undisguised envy.

"Uncle Sun, I heard you came to Beijing to do clothing business. How's business?" Wu Dachun sat down next to Sun Qiang.

Because he had sold his job, Wu Dachun could only take temporary jobs after returning home.

Until Sun Qiang approached him...

Without a second thought, Wu Dachun went back to find his mother.

Da Chun's mother secretly gave Sun Qiang 1,500 yuan without telling Factory Director Wu.

Wu Dachun became a full-time employee of the candy factory again.

When Sun Qiang was selling his job, he only said that he urgently needed the money and never mentioned that he wanted to open a shop in Beijing.

If we hadn't come to attend Jian Xiaotian's 100-day celebration, no one would have known that Sun Qiang had opened a clothing store in Beijing.

Wu Dachun's heart, which had been dormant for only a few days, began to stir again.

"It's alright!" Sun Qiang forced a smile.

"I heard that Yi Yi can earn several thousand a month. Uncle Sun, how much do you earn a month?" Wu Dachun's eyes held a hint of unknown eagerness.

"I really haven't calculated that." Sun Qiang's smile almost faltered.

Several thousand a month...

They earned over a thousand in a few months, but they lost money.

"Uncle Sun, do you have a lot of capital? How much money do you need to open a shop? What is the profit margin on a single garment? Is the rent expensive there? And what about utilities..." Wu Dachun asked one question after another.

Sun Qiang's head was throbbing from listening.

"I heard your store isn't far from Yi Yi's clothing store. Is your business better, or is Yi Yi's store doing better? Yi Yi's store has about ten sales clerks, and their monthly salaries are several hundred yuan. You guys are better off, because you're all family. Whether you earn more or less, it's all family." Wu Dachun continued to ramble on.

"I'm going to the restroom," Sun Qiang said, unable to bear it any longer.