The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 40 I just want to see her shine
Zhou Zhenghua felt only delighted after being glared at.

Qinghe finally saw him!

Just as I was about to step forward, Ouyang Yan and Hao Huaping returned, and Ouyang Yan looked unhappy.

He vaguely guessed that it was because of what he had just said.

But she still asked with concern, "Aren't you going to try?"

Ouyang Yan said in a huff, "Okay, let's go have lunch."

He thought Zhou Zhenghua would be able to tell that his tone was different from usual.

Unexpectedly, he nodded, "Okay, then you guys go find some food first, I'll talk to Qinghe for a bit and then we'll be there."

"You want to say a few more words to her?!"

Ouyang Yan pointed incredulously at the crowded stalls, "Didn't you see they were too busy to even greet you, the Party Secretary?"

Gao Qinghe, busy collecting money, said, "Goodbye, beautiful lady, come again next time!"

Gao Qingmiao: "We're sold out of scarves and lipsticks, come early tomorrow!"

Zhou Zhenghua: "."

He sighed softly, "Then let's go. What would you like to eat? It's on me today."

Ouyang Yan's expression softened a bit.

As the three walked away, Gao Qinghe calmly withdrew her gaze, but her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure.

Her eyes widened instantly, and a surprised smile bloomed on her face.

Before the other party could react, the customer came over with more items to inquire about the price, forcing the conversation to stop.

"Hey beautiful, I've already bought a pair of your leggings, but I missed out on the special offer. Can you give me a discount if I buy five pairs of these stockings?"

Gao Qinghe's mind raced. "How about this, I'll give you a 15% discount on five pairs, so it'll be six yuan and thirty-seven cents in total. Is that alright?"

The customer is satisfied and pays, which makes me feel instantly better.

Meanwhile, diagonally opposite the pedestrian street intersection.

Fang Xiaoyu walked out of the bank lobby after withdrawing the money.

Looking up, I saw my boss, dressed in a casual gray suit, carrying a briefcase in his left hand and a brand-new, dark mobile phone in his right, staring at the street corner across the street, his eyes full of shock.

Jiang Baohai was so shocked that he took off his sunglasses and checked the photos several times.

Once he confirmed that the woman in front of the stall across the street was Gao Qinghe, he couldn't help but show a bewildered expression on his face, as if to say, "Is the sky about to fall?"

Gao Qinghe, this delicate woman who never lifts a finger, is actually setting up a street stall?

Is this a story of someone reborn and planning to become independent and self-reliant?
Fang Xiaoyu thought he had seen something strange, and curiously followed his gaze.

He was also taken aback when he saw the stylishly dressed female owner of the stall across the street.

It wasn't surprise or shock, but amazement.

"Beautiful, right?"

The person next to me suddenly asked.

Fang Xiaoyu nodded obediently and exclaimed, "Beautiful!"

In a small, underdeveloped county, such a striking and fashionable outfit is particularly eye-catching.

Plus, she's beautiful, like seeing a big star. Who could resist saying she's gorgeous?
and many more!

Fang Xiaoyu was startled and quickly looked away, glancing cautiously at her boss, thinking he was about to get angry.

After all, their boss had a little crush on Miss Gao. Men, how could they not care?

But to Fang Xiaoyu's surprise...

Jiang Baohai smiled faintly, his eyes fixed on the person opposite him, full of admiration.

"She's only good at wearing bright colors; the more flamboyant, the prettier she is. That old hag has been beautiful her whole life!"

The last sentence was spoken softly, but with gritted teeth.

Fang Xiaoyu didn't hear clearly, but suddenly realized that his boss was into pure love!

Is it scientifically sound for a man to see a beautiful woman with only pure admiration in his eyes, devoid of any jealousy or malice, and simply wanting to see her radiance?

However, beautiful flowers always attract people to pick them, and Fang Xiaoyu was not optimistic about her boss's inexplicable self-confidence.

"Why don't you go and say hello?" Fang Xiaoyu urged.

At the same time, Jiang Baohai, who is "obsessed with flower viewing," should be aware of the malicious eyes around him.

In addition to the explicit regulations that everyone can see, there is also a set of implicit rules in the market.

These days, anyone who can set up a stall on a pedestrian street and do a good job is no ordinary person.

The Gao siblings have made such a striking entrance since their arrival; they've probably already been targeted.

Jiang Baohai said confidently, "It's alright, let her handle it herself."

What's the point of being reborn if this old woman, who has lived two lives, can't even handle this little thing?
I might as well commit suicide!

Putting on his sunglasses, Jiang Baohai tossed his head and said, "Let's go! Let's sign the contract."

He didn't know why, but seeing that woman busy making money, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis and urgency that he was about to be surpassed.

However, in reality, this is simply impossible.

But Jiang Baohai was inexplicably panicked, though he didn't know why he was panicking!
On Gao Qinghe and her brother's side, guests came and went in batches.

Before 3 p.m., the stall was sold out, with only two packs of butterfly hair clips left.

Those who didn't manage to buy the leggings later will have to come back tomorrow.

Before leaving, he repeatedly reminded Gao Qinghe to bring more goods tomorrow, fearing that he might not be able to buy them.

Gao Qingmiao wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Sister, the butterfly hair clips don't seem to be selling very well."

"It's not that they're hard to sell, it's that they're not being sold in the right places."

This area is mostly high school students and working professionals, while butterfly hair clips are targeted at children, so it's normal that not many people buy them.

Because they are not among the target customer groups for card issuance.

Gao Qinghe finished counting the change in her wallet, took out two yuan, and asked Gao Qingmiao to go to the rice noodle shop across the street to buy some food.

She's been busy since she set up her stall, and hasn't even had time to eat lunch. Her stomach has been growling loudly for a while now.

If she doesn't eat soon, the system will remind her that she has low blood sugar again.

However, Gao Qinghe had prepared a few rock candies beforehand, and after eating them at noon to replenish her energy, she felt quite well.

Gao Qinghe packed up her stall; everything was sold out, and all the items combined filled only a small handbag.

While Gao Qingmiao was shopping, Gao Qinghe went into the shoe store and told Sister Hong about her plan to rent the spot in front of her store long-term.

Today, because Gao Qinghe's stall was set up at the entrance, the shoe store saw twice as many customers as usual.

Sister Hong sold a total of six pairs of shoes this morning and at noon.

Sales were double the usual amount, and I was in a great mood.

Hearing Gao Qinghe's suggestion, her heart warmed.

However, the market administrators would definitely not allow Gao Qinghe to set up a stall in the area near the entrance.

Seeing that Sister Hong hesitated, Gao Qinghe took the initiative to speak:

"If the building manager comes to ask, I'll say you're my distant cousin and cousin-in-law, and you're just helping me out. We'll settle the rent ourselves and not tell anyone else."

"Sister Hong, if you're still worried, I'll pay the stall fee every two weeks. If the administrator says anything, I'll leave immediately!"

Hongjie glanced at her husband excitedly.

Hongjie's husband reminded her: "It's fine if other people want to take up a spot, but since I don't allow them to set up in front of my house, they can't set up there either. The problem is that the administrator might bring people over, and we won't be able to refuse them."

Gao Qinghe knew the intricacies of human relationships involved and assured him that if she encountered someone with connections, she would definitely find a way to make things difficult for the couple.

Then he quietly slipped a roll of money into Sister Hong's hand.

This time, Sister Hong accepted it without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)