I am happy to be a mother in my 80s, but the factory director’s wife is ruined

Chapter 72 Isn’t it too bullying?

After a while, Chen Caifeng brought another bowl of water over and said, "Xiaofan didn't tell me that my friend was coming over. Please forgive me for my poor hospitality."

Sang Yu held the bowl carefully, "I was abrupt today and didn't say anything in advance."

Chen Caifeng sat gently on the edge of the bed, touching the child's cheek with one hand, as if talking to herself, "He said he had saved some steel bars before, and he could sell them for some money, otherwise the family would really be in trouble."

She sighed softly, "I was the one who dragged him down."

Sang Yu opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, all comfort seemed so pale, and besides, she didn't seem to be that familiar with the person in front of her.

She suddenly covered her mouth and said, "I just like to chatter, so you don't have to worry about it."

Sang Yu shook her head.

Although she was dressed a little shabbily, Chen Caifeng did not appear to be in despair. Instead, she seemed calm and magnanimous, as if she had accepted her fate.

She changed the towel for her child, then picked up the basket next to her, sat by the door and started sewing.

It was the first time Sang Yu saw someone holding the sole of a shoe. Just when she was fascinated, Chen Bufan came back.

His injured arm was still hanging around his neck, and his other hand was holding a bag of flour. His expression was obviously stunned when he saw Sang Yu.

Chen Caifeng raised her head when she heard the footsteps and smiled, "Your friend said she wanted to see you for something, so I let her in."

Chen Bufan pursed his lips, put the things in his hands aside, and then came to Sang Yu, his eyes darkened slightly, "Go out and talk."

Sang Yu had no choice but to put down the bowl in her hand and follow him outside.

Chen Bufan frowned and said, "I will find a way to save your money. Give me another two days."

Only then did Sang Yu realize that he had misunderstood. She waved her hand and said, "I'm not here to collect debts. I just want to ask you something. Do you know where I can rent a car? I want to bring something."

Chen Bufan's brows relaxed, "What?"

"Just fifty pairs of shoes."

"I'll lend you my car. I won't need it much these days."

"Do you have a car?" Sang Yu opened her eyes wide.

Soon, she followed Chen Bufan to the parking place. Sure enough, there was a two-wheeled trolley parked behind the house.

Chen Bufan said, "This is what I usually use to pull goods. You shouldn't be able to pull it. If it's shoes, I can help you run."

He remembered that Sang Yu couldn't even move a cardboard box.

Sang Yu:......

She thought the other party didn't have transportation, so she went to move the cardboard boxes herself. It turned out that it was just for convenience.

Although Chen Bufan was willing to help, Sang Yu was still a little worried, "Aren't you injured?"

"I've pulled out the steel bars, so a few pairs of shoes are nothing."

"..."

After thinking about it, Sang Yu didn't refuse. It wouldn't be good to bother Xing Zhijun all the time.

On the way back, Sang Yu stopped by the place Ye Xiaoping mentioned. This place was renovated in the old city. The location is relatively remote. It is indeed more desolate than the streets where people come and go, but if it is placed on the opposite street, this place It seems that you can see the edge, but it's a little farther away.

But this was not a problem. Sang Yu bought some red paper and wrote a few large characters on it with a brush. After drying, she put it in her bag and took it with her when she went out in the afternoon.

Workers usually finish work at five or six o'clock, so Sang Yu set off at four o'clock.She took Chen Bufan to Brother Hao's warehouse, moved fifty pairs of shoes to the car, paid for them and delivered them.

Brother Hao saw that the person coming was Chen Bufan, and he was a little confused, "Where is Zhijun?"

Sang Yu: "He is probably still sleeping at the moment, so I asked my friend to come over."

Brother Hao's eyes narrowed, "Your friend is quite loyal. He even came to help when his arm was injured."

"I only know a few people, so I'm happy to have someone to help me." Sang Yu said, "It's almost time, Brother Hao, let's go first."

"Okay, come to me anytime next time if you need anything."

"Ok."

After all, Chen Bufan injured one hand and it was not very convenient to push the car. Sang Yu silently held on to the other side, but found that it was easier than she thought.

Feeling that the car was picking up speed, Chen Bufan turned his eyes and said, "I'll just come."

A thin line of sweat broke out on Sang Yu's forehead, "You have helped so much, and I still stand by and watch. Isn't it too bullying?"

Chen Bufan twitched his lips, "I thought you were joking at first, but I didn't expect that your business would actually start."

Sang Yu raised her chin, "No, I never talk big."

This was the first time he encountered a boastful person like Sang Yu. Chen Bufan couldn't help but twitch his eyes and said, "I admire you."

When they arrived at the place where the stall was set up, Sang Yu was so tired that she was sweating profusely.

She wiped her face and said to Chen Bufan, "Thank you for sending me here. I can do the rest myself."

Chen Bufan was a little worried, "Can you push the car back?"

Sang Yu: "Xiaoping will come over later, and I'll go back with her."

Chen Bufan didn't say anything more, looked aside and left.

Sang Yu quickly took out the written red paper from her bag and stuck it on the cart with glue, so that she could see the writing on her cart even from a long distance away.

She knew that the cultural level of the people at this time was not very high, so she only wrote "Jiefang shoes 4 yuan/pair", intending to see the effect first.

Although this street is close to the construction site, there are also some residences nearby. After she put the shoes out, several people came over to watch, but they were still hesitant after asking about the price.

Sang Yu didn't just stand there stupidly, she picked up a shoe and started playing with it, "Look at it, shoes that usually cost five or six yuan now only cost four yuan a pair. Our shoes are durable and can be worn when climbing mountains. It can be worn in the rain, even when working in the fields. It can be worn by both men and women. If you are satisfied with it before you try it on, you will pay for it."

Everyone saw that the shoes were folded and folded in her hands, but they were still as good as new, with no creases at all. Many people asked her to take out a pair and try them out.

Sang Yu was a hygienic person and had specially prepared plastic bags and cardboard boxes for shoes, but some people still stuffed their feet directly into them without wearing socks, which made her frown.

I could only praise the other person emphatically, "These shoes fit you perfectly, and the soles are soft, just like the ones I made."

The man took off his shoes and looked at them in his hand, "Can they be cheaper?"

"It's already discounted, and this is the last pair of this size left. It's sold out."

"...Forget it, wrap it up for me."

"okay."

After the other party paid the money and walked away, Sang Yu took another pair of the same size and put them on the table to avoid cluttering the table.

Jiefang shoes are well-known, and her prices are fair. In a short time, Sang Yu has sold three pairs of shoes and pocketed 12 yuan. She is more confident in this transaction.

(End of this chapter)