Rebirth of the Millennial: Getting Rich After Parents Get Laid Off

Chapter 27 A look I've never seen before

Shen Rongzhou made three calls but couldn't get through.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Rongzhou picked up the car keys and prepared to go out. "You two stay home and don't open the door unless it's your parents. Daddy is going to pick up Mom."

Shen Qingqing refused, "Dad, Yangyang and I will go together! Otherwise, Mom will definitely not listen to you and ask you to bring her the meal!"

Shen Rongzhou refused: "Don't talk nonsense, when has your mother ever been so willful?"

Shen Qingqing retorted: "Isn't it now? He didn't even know to come back for dinner, and you still want us to pick him up!"

Shen Rongzhou opened his mouth and was choked.

In the end, he had no choice but to take his two daughters with him and go to the porcelain kiln to pick someone up.

The porcelain kiln is far away from the residential area of ​​the village, and that area has been abandoned for a long time. At night, the entire area is pitch black.

But today was different. Shen Qingqing could see the light of an incandescent lamp in the darkness from afar, like a lighthouse pointing the way.

The door of the porcelain kiln was not locked. After Shen Qingqing jumped off the back seat of the motorcycle nimbly, she pushed the door open with a little effort.

Her mother, Li Xunli, was sitting in the middle of the patio, surrounded by a circle of materials. Between her knees, a stone mill was turning.

Her expression was focused and serious, her eyes as sharp as a hunting hawk, but the movements of her hands were completely different, delicate and gentle.

Shen Qingqing stopped and stood there, staring blankly at her mother's lively appearance that she had never seen before.

It was completely different from the skinny woman with a bald head lying on the hospital bed with a breathing tube in her previous life.

Shen Rongzhou came in holding Shen Yangyang. Shen Qingqing turned around and pushed her father out. Standing outside the porcelain kiln door, she said to her father, "Dad, let's go home and help Mom bring food over!"

Shen Rongzhou: “?”

Shen Qingqing didn't care about her father's expression. She just pulled her father's hand and walked back. "Mom is at a critical moment now. It won't be unfair if I get scolded for disturbing her later."

After returning home, Shen Rongzhou took out the insulated lunch box he used before, heated up all the dishes before putting them in for Li Xunli, and then hurriedly handed it to her.

This time Shen Qingqing didn't clamor to go, and she obediently ate at home with Shen Yangyang.

Well, by the way, I gave Shen Yangyang a piece of rice.

Don’t ask, the reason she asked is that she was worried that Shen Yangyang wouldn’t have enough to eat, and she is a good sister who loves her younger sister!

That night, she still couldn't wait for her mother to come back. Shen Qingqing thought about whether she should go and persuade her mother, but the image of her mother sitting in the courtyard of the porcelain kiln with a lively expression kept appearing in her mind.

She tossed and turned like this for two nights. On Saturday afternoon, when she was doing homework at home and watching Shen Yangyang taking a nap, her uncle Li Xunjin came to her house.

Wu Jingyuan followed behind with clothes.

When Shen Qingqing opened the door, she was stunned when she saw someone. She blinked twice, and then she realized it when she saw Wu Jingyuan raised the clothes in his hand and shook them at her.

Oh, it turns out you came to me to alter the pattern of your clothes.

As soon as he entered the door, without Li Xunjin's greeting, Wu Jingyuan reached out and grabbed Shen Qingqing, then held her and sat on the sofa.

The speed was so fast that even Shen Qingqing, who wanted to run away when she saw Wu Jingyuan stretching out his hand, had no time to dodge.

She sat on Wu Jingyuan's lap feeling extremely uncomfortable, the fear in her heart almost drowning her.

Childhood shadows are childhood shadows, and they can never be eliminated by a small change! Seeing Li Xunjin cut two pieces of apple and come over, Shen Qingqing quickly reached out to Li Xunjin for help, "Uncle!"

Li Xunjin laughed so hard, and he knew how scared Shen Qingqing was, so he put down the plate and rescued Shen Qingqing.

"Oh!" Wu Jingyuan's arms felt empty. He had just cleared the coffee table to spread out clothes when the child in his arms flew away.

Li Xunjin did not respond to him directly, but asked him to eat the apple first.

"What apple should I eat? Let Qingqing help me think about what the female stars on TV wear!" Wu Jingyuan went through all the information sources he could get these days, but he couldn't find the TV series that Shen Qingqing mentioned.

This is normal. After all, he had no idea that Shen Qingqing was making this up.

Shen Qingqing was eating an apple in Li Xunjin's arms. When she heard Wu Jingyuan's words, she stuck her head out and asked, "Uncle Jingyuan, you still can't sell your clothes?"

Wu Jingyuan was choked by the same thing again.

"I thought you hadn't come for so many days because it had been sold!" Shen Qingqing finished what she wanted to say.

Wu Jingyuan felt uneasy again when he thought about the days when he watched TV day and night.

"Then do you still want to cooperate with my uncle to start a company?" Shen Qingqing asked the question she wanted to know most now. Make money, don't miss out on any bit of money you can make!

Wu Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Why? If your uncle doesn't cooperate with me to start a company, you won't help me?"

Shen Qingqing took a bite of the apple and nodded, "Yes, I'm very busy."

Li Xunjin and Wu Jingyuan couldn't help laughing because of her.

Shen Qingqing finished the apple in her hand and stretched out her hand to grab the next piece. She didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said. Even if there was something wrong, they would make up the logical relationship themselves because she was a child.

"Your uncle doesn't know how to make clothes, so how can he open a clothing company with me?" Wu Jingyuan said with a smile: "So, your uncle can only invest capital. Do you know what capital investment means?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, "I understand! That's the money your company earns, Uncle Jingyuan. My uncle can also get dividends at the end of the year, right?"

"Hey, kid!" Wu Jingyuan was surprised. He didn't expect Shen Qingqing really understood.

Shen Qingqing finished two pieces of apple and stopped eating. She threw away the toothpick and clapped her hands, "I learned it from books! Books have everything!"

Then, without giving Wu Jingyuan any time to continue talking nonsense, he asked, "Uncle Jingyuan, are all these clothes of yours made of cloth? Don't you have any denim?"

"Are you talking about denim?" Wu Jingyuan didn't expect her to change the subject so quickly. He was stunned for a moment before continuing.

"Yes, the fabric is thin and not warm. It's already September. By the time these clothes are finished, the weather will be cooler. Who would buy clothes that are not warm?"

"Denim is different. You can make a coat out of it, or you can put some cotton wool inside to make a thin fleece jacket. I'm sure everyone will buy it when the weather gets cold!"

Shen Qingqing spoke so clearly that Wu Jingyuan's thoughts unconsciously followed her.

"The price of fabric and denim is completely different. I still have more than half of the fabric in my warehouse, and I have tens of thousands of sets of clothes already made. If I replace them all with denim, I'll lose a lot of money. Your uncle's money is also in it!"

Shen Qingqing blinked. "Then you can exchange the remaining fabric with the manufacturer you purchased it from for denim. The already made clothes can be made into the cotton velvet interlayer of the denim jacket."

This kind of fabric can also be worn close to the body, and there is nothing wrong with making it into a cotton velvet interlayer.

"Then, for the denim style, you should add two small pockets on both sides of the chest as decoration. The pockets under the hem shouldn't be open upwards. They can be more three-dimensional, with a lid on top, or with a slanted opening, so it's easier for people to put their hands in their pockets..."

(End of this chapter)