Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Coming out of the police station, Ling Yue's face was very ugly.

Her guess was right.

Feng Weiwei was behind this matter.

Originally, she thought that she and Feng Weiwei would never meet again, but now it seemed that Feng Weiwei already hated herself to the bone, and she would definitely destroy what she couldn't get.

No wonder Ji Zhongqiu ran away as soon as he heard that she was coming to Qingpu City, even ignoring his newly married wife.

On a hot day, Ling Yue walked down the street in a daze, only feeling a chill from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

The store was already full at this time, even Ling Xiaohua who was sitting at the front desk had to work as a part-time waiter from time to time to keep busy.

Seeing her coming in, Ling Xiaohua delivered the dishes in her hands to the guests, and hurriedly walked towards her.

"Sister, how are you, are you all right?"

Ling Yue squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said, "I'm fine, business is going well today."

Ling Xiaohua said: "Our store is full of seats at this time of day every day. Sister, I really admire your vision. How do you know that opening a store next to the station will be so successful?"

"It's not that the blind cat met a dead mouse, good luck."

"Boss, check out!"

Ling Xiaohua still wanted to say something to Ling Yue, when she heard someone shout at the front desk, she quickly left Ling Yue and ran towards the front desk.

Zhao Songbai and Xiang Weixing had already gone back to the third store. Ling Yue stood quietly beside Ling Xiaohua, watching her orderly collect money and change, and kept nodding.

Ling Xiaohua has trained, and even if she opens a shop by herself in the future, she will be able to stand alone.

In the evening, all three people from the clothing store returned to the hotel. Ling Yue counted today's turnover as usual, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The clothing business is off-season again."

Every year from the end of June to the end of August is the off-season for clothing stores.

Although it is mid-May now, the current turnover has shown a downward trend.

Wang Zhaoyang nodded: "Yes, in July and August, we can relax for a while."

Ling Qingfeng came over and asked, "Sister, what did the police say today?"

Ling Yue was not surprised that Ling Qingfeng would ask such a question.

After all, among them, apart from Ji Zhongqiu, the person who has the best relationship with Xiang Weixing and the other three is Ling Qingfeng.

Whenever something happened in the store, it might be possible to hide it from other people, but it couldn't be hidden from Ling Qingfeng at all.

"How else can we say it, let us consider ourselves unlucky."

Ling Qingfeng said dissatisfiedly: "What are these policemen doing for food? Why can't they handle such a trivial matter?"

Ling Yue twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Okay, those two are gangsters in the first place, they have no money to bite to death, the police can't force them."

"Sister, if you want me to say that you are too cowardly, if you are more arrogant, I will see who dares to come to our store to make trouble."

Ling Yue only felt pain in her heart when she heard this.

Ji Zhongqiu was still a gangster before, but as long as it was related to Feng Weiwei, he would rather hide than face it.

I am a man with a family and business in Qingpu City, and I dare not even provoke a person in the mid-autumn season, how could I provoke him?
"Things here are very complicated, not as simple as you think."

Ling Yue didn't want Ling Qingfeng to get involved, so she could only comfort him.

"Xiaoyue, what happened?"

Ling Zeyang frowned and asked.

"Brother Yang, don't worry about this matter."

Ling Yue sighed, "By the way, Brother Yang, how do you feel these two days?"

Ling Zeyang scratched his head honestly: "It's not bad, with brother Xiao helping me, I feel it's quite easy to get started."

Ling Yue pursed her lips and said, "Brother Yang, when do you think you're going to pick up your sister-in-law?"

"What do you pick her up for? She can't help much."

"Don't you want to do business? For such a big matter, I think you'd better discuss it with your sister-in-law."

Ling Zeyang immediately recognized her voice.

He said with bright eyes: "Xiaoyue, are you serious? But we have no money now."

Ling Zeyang has inquired about it.

When Ling Yue was renting a house, the rent was very cheap, only a few hundred yuan a year.

Now that prices are rising, even the rent has increased a lot. Even if you rent a storefront, the rent is more than 500 yuan.

If you rent two rooms, the rent alone will cost 1000 yuan.

Coupled with the messy mess of purchases, decoration, and shelves, it can't be done without 1 yuan.

And I still have a lot to learn now.

It's not like Ling Yue's time, when she opened the second store and the third store, someone was rushing to deliver clothes for her to sell, but she was a newcomer, with no connections and no funds, maybe she had to borrow the money from Ling Yue.

Ling Yue's business is not very good these days, she may be able to take out the 1 yuan, and he doesn't want to owe her too much.

"Don't worry about this matter." Ling Yue said, "If you really plan to do business in Qingpu City, then listen to me, as long as you don't aim too high and work hard, I guarantee you will make money. "

Ling Yue's words undoubtedly gave Ling Zeyang a shot in the arm.

"Are you serious?" Ling Zeyang was excited, "But my dad..."

Thinking of Ling Changchun, Ling Zeyang felt uncertain.

Ling Changchun was an old antique, he only knew to eat in the fields all his life, and never thought about going out to venture out.

In his opinion, the bounden duty of a farmer is to cultivate the land, so why engage in those dirty things.

"I'll talk to your father for you." Before Ling Yue could speak, Ling Changqing said, "You want to do business, not just to show off with money. If your father disagrees, I will ask your aunt to come forward."

"Second uncle, you can't let my aunt come forward." Ling Zeyang smiled wryly, "You don't know that aunt, if you let her know that Ling Yue will help me or not, she will definitely come and make trouble. I think it's still The less trouble, the better."

Ling Changqing sighed: "I was negligent, don't worry, the second uncle has no other skills, I can still persuade your father to agree to do business with you."

Ling Zeyang nodded excitedly: "Okay, let's talk about it, Second Uncle, why don't you write a letter now and let me take it back?"

Ling Changqing laughed: "Okay, I'll leave it to you tomorrow."

Seeing them chatting and laughing and discussing how to help Ling Zeyang open a store, Wang Zhaoyang suddenly felt uncomfortable.

When he went upstairs, he said to Ling Yue: "Xiaoyue, why don't I call my brother over?"

Ling Yue was stunned upon hearing this.

"Do you think Zhao Xing is good for business?"

Ling Yue's words were very straightforward, and she didn't show him any favor at all.

That man Wang Zhaoxing, who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles with all kinds of poisons, and has no skills, is even more useless than Ji Zhongqiu was.

Ling Xiaoyue suffered a lot from Zhu Lamei's ignorance in front of Zhu Lamei.

"But that's also my own brother." Wang Zhaoyang sighed, "I'm ashamed to be an older brother, so I don't care if he is or not?"

Ling Yue sneered, and put down a cruel sentence: "Wang Zhaoyang, if you want to take Wang Zhaoxing over, I'll say something bad. If you want to support your parents, I have no objection, but if you still want to support your younger brother, don't Blame me for doing it."

When Zhu Lamei brought Wang Zhaoxing to fight the autumn wind, Ling Yue suffered a lot.

My shop has just been rented, and the two of them are planning to drive me away. If I hadn't been extra careful, maybe they would have succeeded.

But now, Wang Zhaoyang is still thinking about taking over Wang Zhaoxing?

She really wanted to knock open Wang Zhaoyang's head to see if it was filled with paste.