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

Chapter 50 A Thousand Yuan Red Envelope
"That batch of denim work jackets sold well in Shantou, Shenzhen and the provincial capital! Thanks to your advice and changing the style, otherwise hundreds of thousands of sets of clothes would have been left in your hands!" Wu Jingyuan was very happy.

While on a business trip, he received a call from the company telling him that the batches of clothes that had been shipped to Shenzhen and the provincial capital had all been sold out, and several shopping malls had come to ask if he had any stock.

After two replenishments, there were not many clothes left in Wu Jingyuan's factory.

Although the price of this batch of goods was not high at the time because we were in a hurry to sell it, the money was returned quickly, and we also reached the next order for goods with several large chain stores and received the deposit.

This helped Wu Jingyuan's company to recover a lot of money to a certain extent. Together with the small 100,000 yuan invested by Li Xunjin at the beginning, this batch of clothes has already made up for the loss he suffered from the fraud.

If Shen Qingqing hadn't said "there is still hope" at the beginning, he might have been devastated and disappeared without a trace.

So Wu Jingyuan gave the red envelope of one thousand yuan willingly.

Shen Qingqing asked another question first: "What about my uncle's dividend?"

Wu Jingyuan was stunned and burst into laughter: "Xunjin really loves you as his niece! I called your uncle a long time ago!"

Shen Qingqing was satisfied and took the red envelope. "Okay, thank you Uncle Jingyuan for the red envelope! I hope Uncle Jingyuan's next batch of clothes will continue to sell well!"

"Shen Qingqing! Return the red envelope to your Uncle Jingyuan. Can you just take it?" Li Xunli's hands were covered in mud. She thought Shen Qingqing would not take it, so she did not stop her. Unexpectedly, this dead kid actually accepted it.

Seeing this, Wu Jingyuan was about to speak to Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing happily stuffed the red envelope into her pocket: "Mom, you don't understand, don't block Uncle Jingyuan's fortune!"

"Uncle Jingyuan only had that batch of clothes shipped because of a little advice I gave him. If he doesn't return the money he borrowed from me, and the next batch of clothes suffers a loss, it must be because of you who stopped him from returning the money!"

Shen Qingqing started to make up stories, "If you don't believe me, go to the Mazu Temple tomorrow and worship, isn't that right?"

Li Xunli choked up at what she said, and for a moment she couldn't think of how to refute her. After a while, she said, "I'll go ask Mazu tomorrow if it's okay for me to beat you!"

Wu Jingyuan was amused by this funny guy and helped to stop him. "Xunli, why are you hitting the child for no reason? This was originally agreed with Xunjin. If we make a profit from this batch of clothes, we will give a red envelope to your Qingqing. Didn't Xunjin and I say that when we came to your house that day?"

However, Li Xunli felt that Shen Qingqing had only said a few words at most, and was not worth such a big red envelope of one thousand yuan.

But after being interrupted by Shen Qingqing, the opportunity to return the red envelope had passed. Wu Jingyuan was still helping Shen Qingqing. If he forced Shen Qingqing to return the red envelope now, it would only damage the relationship and make Wu Jingyuan embarrassed. So he had no choice but to give up: "Isn't it because this stinky girl is too rude? I can't bear to hit her."

Shen Qingqing leaned on Li Xunli with a smile and acted coquettishly.

When she looked up, she saw Zhang Hengyun looking at her curiously. Shen Qingqing blinked and subconsciously gave Zhang Hengyun an innocent and clear smile. Zhang Hengyun also smiled at her in a friendly manner, no longer staring at her, and turned to look at Wu Jingyuan, "Mr. Wu, so you are in the clothing business? I haven't heard you mention it before."

Wu Jingyuan knew Zhang Hengyun. She had been interviewed by magazines. Wu Jingyuan was also an audience of major magazines. He found some gimmicks and selling points from the outfits of various celebrities to promote his own clothes.

"Ms. Zhang, this is just a small business. How can I show off my skills in front of you?" Wu Jingyuan waved his hand and said modestly.

Zhang Hengyun had heard this kind of compliment many times since the Qiuyun Troupe's performance at a provincial Mid-Autumn Festival gala two years ago became a hit. She remained calm, "What are you talking about? I'm just an ordinary person, and I also love beauty. If I hadn't heard about your popular clothes, it would have been fine. But now that I've heard about it, I have to see what kind of clothes they are."

"Since so many people are buying it, it must be in line with everyone's aesthetic taste. It's beautiful clothing, I want to buy it and wear it too!"

Shen Qingqing, who had just retreated, now emerged again: "Aunt Zhang! The clothes that Uncle Jingyuan just released don't suit your temperament, nor do they suit Sister Yurong. But his next clothes, whether long or short, are very suitable for you and Sister Yurong. If you two wear them out, people will definitely say you are sisters!"

Originally, Zhang Hengyun was just being polite, but the last sentence in Shen Qingqing's words really piqued her interest. She immediately looked at Wu Jingyuan, "Boss Wu, is that what Qingqing said?"

Wu Jingyuan had never thought of this at first. After all, the troupe's clothes were all custom-made. As a company that makes clothes for the general public, they had never thought of doing business in the troupe's clothing.

After hearing what Shen Qingqing said, he finally realized that people don't wear costumes all the time.

After all, he has been in the clothing business for so many years, so he can still tell whether a piece of clothing is suitable for a person.

Thinking of the style of his own coat, he took two steps away and measured Zhang Hengyun's figure before smiling, "Qingqing is right. This coat I'm about to release is indeed suitable for you."

"Uncle Jingyuan, why don't you make two sample clothes for me to see? It will be convenient for my mother to match the boutonniere and buttons then!" Shen Qingqing said while taking the opportunity.

Just kidding, those who can join the Qiuyun Troupe are all good-looking, and good-looking clothes need good models to wear them!

And they often perform everywhere, aren't they walking signs?

Now Wu Jingyuan's clothing company also has investment from her uncle, so of course she has to make more money for herself!
If they couldn’t repay the money their uncle lent them in their previous life to save their lives, they have to repay it in this life!

Wu Jingyuan was urged by Shen Qingqing and smiled. He then understood what Shen Qingqing meant and said immediately, "That's no problem! Once the sample clothes are made, I will bring them over to your mother. When Ms. Zhang is free to come over, she can see them directly."

Zhang Hengyun glanced at Shen Qingqing, who was lying on Li Xunli's shoulder and whispering to her mother, and found this child more interesting. She followed Wu Jingyuan's words and said, "Okay, our troupe will have to deal with Xunli for a long time in the future. If she doesn't mind me coming here too often, I will definitely come here every day to check whether the clothes are ready."

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