The reborn fat girl turns over

Chapter 231 Very Powerful
Hearing An Mu's question, Wei Lan showed a bit of shyness on his face, and said, "An Mu, to tell you the truth, Auntie, I have this idea."

"Aunt Wei, then you can do it. I think it's feasible." An Mu agreed very much.

Hearing that An Mu agreed, Wei Lan was also very happy, and couldn't help recalling: "Before I fell ill, I planned to borrow tens of thousands of dollars to rent a shop to be a tailor, but before I had time to do it, I couldn't do it. These few Yue’s body is healed, and her mind is active again.”

"It's good to be more active! To be honest, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to think about it, Auntie..." An Mu said with some self-blame.

Wei Lan patted An Mu's hand and comforted him, "An Mu, you are not to blame for what happened to Old Liu. It's his own fate."

"Aunt--"

Regarding the accidental death of Liu Quan'an, Wei Lan and Liu Hui repeatedly stated that they did not blame An Mu.

But An Mu still couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

She never thought that death was so close to her own life.

But after what happened to Liu Quan'an, when she recalled everything that happened before, she only felt that life and death were just a moment.

Situ Xuan, Liu Quan'an, and knowing Tian Mengmeng's situation today, the reason why they had an accident was more or less because they knew An Mu, which made An Mu feel heavy and unable to let go.

"An Mu, you have to live in the present. You won't be happy if you recall the past or always think about the future."

Wei Lan said earnestly: "Listen to Auntie, don't make yourself too tired. You are still young, and you still have a long way to go. It is best to enjoy your time at school."

Liu Hui never told Wei Lan much about what An Mu did.

Now Wei Lan only knew that An Mu and Fang Dali had opened a boxing gym together, but she didn't know how popular the boxing gym was or how big it was.

She just simply felt sorry for the girl An Mu.

Although she looked young and young, the vicissitudes in those eyes made Wei Lan's heart ache.

An Mu and Liu Hui are both teenagers, and neither should have to endure too much suffering in life.

Liu Hui is, and so is An Mu.

"Mom, what are you two talking about?"

After Liu Hui changed her clothes, she neatly folded the cheongsam and put it on the table.

Wei Lan said, "I told An Mu that I want to open a tailor shop."

"Mom—you can just stay at home and open a store." Liu Hui immediately objected.

"Liu Hui, I think it's too wasteful for Auntie's craftsmanship to just make clothes for me."

An Mu glanced at Wei Lan, her eyes were a little lonely, and she continued, "Besides, Auntie's health is gradually getting better. If you don't do something, you want to make Auntie feel depressed."

"But..." Liu Hui pursed her lips and did not continue.

As a daughter, she naturally knows Wei Lan's craftsmanship.

During this period, my mother also mentioned several times that she wanted to do some small business to pass the time.

But Liu Hui refused as long as she thought of her dead father.

It was because my father advised Anya not to smoke that he attracted subsequent revenge and an irreparable tragedy happened...

What if Wei Lan goes into business and meets unreasonable customers like Anya again?
She has lost her father, and she must not let her mother have any accidents again!
"Liu Hui, I have an idea that can solve your concerns, do you want to hear it?" An Mu immediately thought of why Liu Hui didn't agree.

Liu Hui pouted and said, "Tell me?"

"Auntie likes to make clothes. She has good craftsmanship and good design. It would be a shame to only be a tailor." An Mu said, looking at the beautiful and unique dresses on the table.

Wei Lan asked in puzzlement, "Why don't you be a tailor?"

"Be a designer." An Mu replied.

"What? Designer?"

When Wei Lan heard such a prestigious name, she immediately waved her hands: "No, no, An Mu, don't tease Auntie me."

"Auntie, I'm not teasing you. Look at your clothes. From design to fabric to finished product, you are all done by yourself. You are better than some designers." An Mu praised.

"Is this what designers do?" Wei Lan asked in disbelief.

"Well, that's about it." An Mu nodded.

She doesn't know much about fashion design, but according to common sense, if one person can do everything from design to finished product, then she is completely qualified as a designer.

"An Mu, do you want my mother to apply for a job in a clothing company?" Liu Hui asked.

An Mu slapped Liu Hui's forehead hard, and said angrily, "Sometimes you're so smart, and sometimes you're so stupid. I asked my aunt to be a designer. Of course, I want to make my own products. What kind of job do you have?"

"Own product?"

Hearing An Mu's explanation, Liu Hui didn't have time to worry about the bouncy bean that was flicked on the forehead just now, so she frowned and continued to think.

"Yeah, my own product."

An Mu said to Wei Lan: "Auntie, the real economy is getting more and more depressed. To be honest, if you open a tailor shop, the audience will be so small that you will slowly accumulate word of mouth, and the business will definitely not be very good. Second, in case If you encounter tricky customers who deliberately find fault, you will definitely be offended, and Liu Hui and I don't want to see you angry or unhappy."

"Enen, An Mu, you are so right." Liu Hui nodded quickly.

"However, if your handicraft design is not promoted, it is a waste, then we might as well be an online brand, you do the design, and then hand over the production and sales to others, so that your clothes are sold, and you don't have to worry about bumping into them. Bad customer."

When An Mu said this, a bigger plan appeared in his mind.

Wei Lan was moved by An Mu's thoughts, and she asked excitedly, "Is it really possible? If I can really sell my clothes, I don't have to be angry. I'd be happy too."

"Of course." An Mu smiled and nodded.

"But... how much does it cost? An Mu, you can't pay for me! If the money is too much, I won't do it." Wei Lan immediately thought about money again.

An Mu glanced at Liu Hui and said, "Auntie, your daughter will pay for the money, you don't have to pay for it."

"Huihui? Where did she get the money?" Wei Lan shook her head and said indifferently.

"Auntie, I have to give her a monthly maintenance fee of [-] yuan, which is not an extra promotion fee! In the past six months, this guy has become a little wealthy man." An Mu deliberately "sold" a Put teammates.

Liu Hui pretended to be angry and shouted, "An Mu! You're dishonest."

"One hundred thousand? She...she has one hundred thousand a month?" Wei Lan's jaw almost dropped in shock.

In the past few months, Liu Hui gave her 3000 yuan a month for living expenses, saying that it was An Mu who asked her to do computer work.

Wei Lan only thought that An Mu was kind enough to help them. She was grateful but also happy that her daughter could earn money to support the family.

Who would have thought that An Mu would give Liu Hui 10 yuan a month!

"Damn girl, what are you doing with An Mu's so much money? Give it back!" Wei Lan reprimanded immediately after recovering.

An Mu quickly explained: "Auntie, Liu Hui's technology is worth this price, and the [-] is a friendship price. Do you know how much I will be paid a month if I find someone else to do Liu Hui's job?"

"How much?" Wei Lan asked curiously.

"At least 20 to start." An Mu said pitifully.

Wei Lan opened her mouth wide and asked half-believingly after a long time, "Is Huihui really that powerful?"

"superb!"

(End of this chapter)