Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 338 I’m thinking of you

Chapter 338: Chapter 338 I’m thinking of you

A middle-aged man named Li Yang stopped Zhong Shaoqing.

After the commotion at the main entrance at noon, he naturally recognized Zhong Shaoqing.

They had discussed it during lunch, but it was taken as just a joke.

Yet, he hadn’t expected that the item Second Young Master Zhong wanted to buy was this.

One million could buy the factory.

"Second Young Master, there’s an order to things; you can’t do this, it’s not following the rules," he said.

Song Yunuan was a volunteer service member, but she also wore an identifying armband.

It bore the words "Service Team."

Song Yunuan immediately said, "Business is business. While we value the principle of first come, first served, our Qionghai Crafts Factory’s products have a reserve price. Do you really think if you want to buy it all for a penny, we should prioritize you?"

Li Yang: "When did we ever say we’d buy it for a penny?"

"Then how much do you want to pay?"

Li Yang furrowed his brow: "Cut it by twenty percent."

The factory manager was so furious his eyes bulged, it was just slightly higher than last year.

Second Young Master Zhong: "I’m offering ten percent more than the price; I hope you can keep up. If you can’t, I will sign the contract."

Li Yang was frantic: "Second Young Master, have you lost your mind?"

No sooner had he uttered these words than Li Yang immediately regretted them.

You don’t hit a man in the face, and you don’t point out his shortcomings. Although Second Young Master Zhong seemed fine, who knew what was really going on?

The inner workings of a wealthy family couldn’t be explained in just a sentence or two.

Especially since the Hai family was once a respected household in Xiangjiang, and also among the elite. But now, there was only Zhong Shaoqing.

Before Li Yang could say anything else, Second Young Master Zhong suddenly dropped the smile from his face. His eyes turned cold as he said word by word, "Who are you calling crazy?"

Seeing that the situation didn’t look good, the few people thought it over and stepped back, saying, "Second Young Master, after you."

Zhong Shaoqing then smiled, "Factory Manager, let’s sign the contract, I’ll take it all."

Although the Factory Manager of the Crafts Factory was hesitant, Song Yunuan chatted with him while smiling, talking about Xia Bowen and Old Mr. Gong, who are beneficial these days.

Factory Manager Wu let go of his doubts; after all, he wasn’t insane to sell his products short.

So, the order was signed.

The rest was even simpler.

The goods were to be shipped to Beidu, and the receiving unit was an import and export trading company.

The Factory Manager didn’t concern himself with these matters; as long as the foreign exchange was credited, that was enough.

This year was going to be much better than the last.

This purchase cost three hundred thousand, and Song Yunuan thought it was alright, so she took Zhong Shaoqing to another booth selling pearls.

With fifty thousand, they bought quite a few large wild pearls.

Zhong Shaoqing wondered whether to buy some straw products from the Nanshan County City Crafts Factory. Song Yunuan glared at him, "Are we going to buy from our own family’s factory?"

That statement... sounded very pleasant.

Zhong Shaoqing’s tightly drawn lips turned up slightly at the corners.

Song Yunuan thought about it and said to him, "If your father came, would you dare to face him?"

Zhong Shaoqing visibly tensed up, looking uneasily at Song Yunuan. Then he thought it might be better if Song Yunuan didn’t get too involved.

He obediently replied, "It’s okay, I know how to deal with him."

Song Yunuan laughed, "Just be the way you are now when talking with him. As long as you talk normally and nothing provokes you, you’re just a normal person. But if anything does provoke you, you can totally let go."

Zhong Shaoqing nodded, his gaze on Song Yunuan carried a smile. But suddenly, he looked up and his obedient smile disappeared immediately.

Song Yunuan had a feeling that something was off and subconsciously turned her head.

[Wow, young man!]

Gu Huai’an, in a smart suit, appeared not far away.

His dark eyes seemed to absorb the flickering light around them as he looked this way.

Gu Huai’an was smiling.

As soon as he entered, he heard Little Nuan’s inner voice, and his mood instantly blossomed like the flowers of spring greeting the season in March.

[He’s here, he’s here, he’s coming with light, with wind, and with a heart that misses me!]

Gu Huai’an paused slightly in his steps.

This is way too cheerful.

[Boss, boss, welcome! Welcome to my place!]

Boss?

Which boss, which boss?

[Seeing this big brother in a suit for the first time, those cheeks, that figure, those long legs, and that noble air, instantly killing all other dominators of the present day, come at me if you dare!]

Gu Huai’an did justice to his long legs, taking just a few steps to reach Song Yunuan.

Without changing his expression, he glanced at Zhong Shaoqing, nodded at him, then turned to Song Yunuan and asked gently, "What are you doing?"

[I’m thinking about you!]

"I’m just purchasing some goods with Second Young Master Zhong; do you want to join in?"

Song Yunuan liked to say the opposite of what she thought; what she said and what was on her mind were essentially never the same.

"Buying what?" Gu Huai’an inquired.

Song Yunuan shot back, "What are you doing at the trade fair?"

[I just don’t know if Commander-in-charge Gu has money on hand, the kind that’s over ten thousand.]

Gu Huai’an paused for a moment, then replied warmly, "I’m here for a meeting. I’ll look for you later."

Song Yunuan: "Then we’ll talk later."

Song Yunuan hadn’t expected Gu Huai’an to show up again.

[Boys should own a suit, but little brother also looks super handsome in uniform.]

[It’s so hot, all wrapped up from head to toe, just wait, one day I’ll peel it off you!]

"He left so quickly." Second Young Master Zhong, who had been in the background the whole time, murmured softly.

Song Yunuan: "He must be running late for the meeting."

Second Young Master Zhong quirked up the corner of his mouth and asked Song Yunuan, "What do we do next?"

Song Yunuan: "I’ll head back to our family’s booth first, then you should go get familiar with the purchasing process, and Uncle Lew, he’s been watching you, mingle with him, making some idle chit-chat. Remember, never admit you’re faking craziness, don’t let yourself be put upon. If he asks you anything and you don’t feel like answering, just smile, yes, like that, just smile..."

After giving her advice, Song Yunuan finally headed to her own booth.

Second Young Master Zhong put away the smile he had just now, that sincere, from-the-inside-out joy that only surfaced when he was with Little Nuan, and he only smiled for Little Nuan to see.

Second Young Master Zhong obediently went to find Uncle Lew.

Though placed in a corner, the Nanshan County Town booth was still bustling with traffic; even a small, unknown factory could attract many eyes with its beautiful, fashionable women’s clothing.

Song Liang seemed to have finally found his calling.

The clothing had a wholesale price; discounts were set for orders over a certain amount, and Song Yunuan had already written these details in a notebook.

The contracts had been printed in advance; once the amount and quantity were filled in, and they were signed, the first step would be complete.

It wasn’t much trouble at all.

Song Yunuan said she’d handle a big task, and Song Liang told her to be careful. Seeing his daughter walking back this way, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Yunuan hadn’t become a model, something neither Song Liang nor Xia Xindong had agreed to.

Nowadays, their clothing wasn’t short of a market; the Jiangbei region alone was enough for them to be busy for a few years.

So Song Liang wasn’t in a hurry.

Neither were Kou County and Deputy County Mayor Zhao, as the county’s straw weaving and pickles had already secured orders, especially the straw crafts, which were unexpectedly rewarded with a ten-thousand-yuan order.

Considering the current supply, fulfilling this ten-thousand-yuan order would require overtime work. However, Deputy County Mayor Zhao was confident in the county’s straw craft processing capabilities and believed they could handle another order, but not much more.

The pickled cucumbers were highly seasonal; without large vegetable greenhouses, they could only produce once a year. The morning’s orders would take up one-fifth of the inventory, but if sales were good, they could ramp up production next year.

Kou County had gone to call his hometown.

The call was primarily to arrange the subsequent shipment details and to tell the secretary left at home to make a trip to the provincial city to handle matters related to foreign trade qualifications.

At the booth, it was Deputy County Mayor Zhao and Secretary Xu among others, seriously answering various questions from inquiring customers.

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