Reborn in 2006, I met Mr. Zhou from the past.

Su Fengnan knew her aunt's capabilities well; Wen Xiaojing was not only intelligent and beautiful, but also incredibly quick-witted. If the business grew larger in the future, and situations requiring skillful diplomacy, such as dealing with business partners, her aunt's involvement would ensure success. As for her father, Su Guoyuan, his calm and steady personality meant that future internal management, personnel control, and product quality assurance would all require his presence.

Upon hearing that his daughter wanted to bring outsiders into the group, Su Guoyuan remained silent for a moment, his expression subtly displeased.

Su Fengnan was prepared, and she patiently and persuasively said, "Dad, let me analyze this for you..."

She then rattled off her current regional advantages in e-commerce, the prospects of the apparel market, and her grand vision for the future of her online store—from establishing the company to building her own brand.

Su Guoyuan listened with fervor. The future his daughter described was too beautiful, so beautiful it almost seemed unreal, like a pie in the sky. But what could he do? He really loved this pie in the sky!

Su Guoyuan's thoughts were still wandering in his future business empire when he heard Su Fengnan call out several times.

"Dad, Dad, what do you think?"

Su Guoyuan snapped out of his reverie, trying to maintain his composure: "Alright then."

He picked up his water glass and took a sip, trying to suppress the excitement in his heart, then cautiously probed, "Xiao Nan, if we really do well, is it possible to earn tens of millions, as you said?"

Su Fengnan thought that hundreds of millions was not a problem, but she was afraid of scaring her father into fainting, so she just nodded, affirming the beautiful vision of tens of millions.

"Dad, do you know how fast electronic products are being updated these days? You can transfer money using a computer now, and maybe in two or three years, you'll be able to make payments directly with your mobile phone. Do you know what that means?"

Su Guoyuan was taken aback by his daughter's question and could only sigh and shake his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Su Fengnan didn't keep them in suspense and continued her analysis: "This means there are countless business opportunities. I won't go into the big picture, but for small vendors like us, starting an online business now not only saves us the high costs of a physical store and lowers the barrier to entry, but also allows us to quickly recoup our investment."

"You've seen the shipment volume during this period. We're following the general policy direction. As for the rest, we'll think things through ourselves and work diligently. Maybe our dreams will come true! Everyone needs a goal to have the motivation to move forward, right?"

Listening to his daughter's patient and insightful analysis, Su Guoyuan felt more confident, but a wave of sadness washed over him. Xiao Nan's tone was mature and composed; behind his back, he wondered how much she had silently grown and how much hardship she had endured.

"Alright, Xiaonan! You've grown up." Su Guoyuan said with emotion.

Su Fengnan smiled and said, "Dad, if Auntie is willing to join, you and Mom will have a helper. In the future, when everyone works together to expand the business, we will definitely need to recruit more people, and we need to plan ahead for all of this. Besides, Auntie has a keen eye, and I trust her judgment when it comes to choosing products."

"As for your aunt joining, I'll talk to her about it after we leave. Don't worry about it," Su Guoyuan decided.

"Dad, then explain the pros and cons and prospects to Auntie. She shouldn't refuse."

Su Fengnan knew that her aunt was going through a divorce and had come here alone to work. She wanted to gain custody of her child, and the lack of income was a major obstacle. Bringing her in would be a win-win situation for both of them. Moreover, Su Fengnan trusted her aunt's character and believed she was not someone who would betray her principles for personal gain.

Su Guoyuan responded, went out, got on his bicycle, and went straight to find Wen Xiaozhou.

……

In the dead of night, after her family had gone to bed, Su Fengnan was still writing furiously at her computer. To prepare for this ancient romance novel, she had made ample preparations, visiting the Ruicheng Library three times and filling a notebook with her reading notes. Each time, she would bring back more than a dozen books: the Four Books and Five Classics, agricultural and economic texts, political and historical works, psychology and law, and even textual research on the Four Treasures of the Study—more than forty books in total, all of which served as her intellectual nourishment for creation.

Just as I was getting into writing, the notification sound in the lower right corner of my computer went off again.

Song Jiayouqi: "Xinyuan, are you there? Go check backstage!"

Upon seeing Editor Song, Su Fengnan quickly typed a reply: "Here."

Song Jiayouqi: "My new book has been pushed to the top of the donation list by readers! And judging from the IDs, most of them are loyal fans of your previous book."

Xinyuan: "Wait a moment... let me check."

Su Fengnan was no longer as easily excited as before. She calmly scrolled through the page, scanning it up and down. Indeed, many familiar IDs were there. When she saw the string of numbers for the backend reward earnings, her fingertip paused slightly, and she hesitated for a while before replying.

Xinyuan: "I've finished watching it."

Song Jiayouqi: "Isn't that a pleasant surprise! Hahaha..."

Xinyuan: "A little..."

Song Jiayouqi: "Do you have a lot of drafts in the new book? This is a fast-paced update from the start, and the recommendation effect is so good, please don't stop updating!"

Xinyuan: "It won't stop this month, but next month, let's go back to normal."

Song Jiayouqi: "Is this a novella or a full-length novel?"

Xin Yuan: "A long novel, estimated at around 200 million words."

Song Jiayouqi: "Then let's set it for one month. You'll be back in school next month, so you can manage the time yourself."

Xinyuan: "Well, I'm just worried that if I resume the update frequency next month, I'll be criticized by the readers."

Song Jiayouqi: "Possibly, hahaha. But it's also possible that their way of 'criticizing' is by continuing to give tips."

Xinyuan: "..."

Well, Su Fengnan was speechless. These operational matters weren't her concern; she was only responsible for writing the story well, and everything else was left to the editor.

This is what trust is all about.

Xinyuan: "Then I'll do as you say. I trust you."

On the other side of the screen, Song Jiaqi looked at the three words "I believe in you" and felt as if something soft had struck her heart. In this industry, the author's faith is of utmost importance, and at that moment, the joy in her heart slowly settled into a heavy sense of responsibility.

Su Fengnan had no idea that this very sentence would win her an excellent business partner in the future.

The next day, Wen Xiaozhou accompanied Su Fengnan to the real estate agency. After explaining their needs, the agency representative first showed them a small private factory.

As the iron gate creaked open, the real estate agent explained, "This building used to be an electronics processing plant. It's 160 square meters, with a small office next door. The owner moved out as his business grew, so it became vacant. You see, the environment here is quiet, and the main street is just outside the alley, so transportation is convenient."

Su Fengnan glanced around. It was a detached red brick and glazed tile house. Although it was empty inside, the walls had been repainted and the floor was clean.