Chapter 15: Boil sugar, sell sugar, have a deposit
The factory was busy at the end of the year. Zeng Qingliang left early and came back late every day, sometimes even working the night shift, leaving him no time…
The factory was busy at the end of the year. Zeng Qingliang left early and came back late every day, sometimes even working the night shift, leaving him no time…
“Miss, are you okay?” The man didn’t look at Wang Jie first but asked Zeng Shuyi instead. Zeng Shuyi still held the wooden stick in her hand. “Thank you, comrade.…
Early in the morning, the Bai Family had just finished eating. Bai Duoduo had two older brothers and three older sisters; she was the youngest in the family. She was…
With her individual business license, Zeng Shuyi could boldly stretch her hands and work freely. Before, when she sold popsicles, it was out of sheer recklessness—just in case she ran…
“Mom!” Zeng Shuyi’s other hand still held a foam box as her mother searched her thoroughly. Seeing her second sister running over right after, she knew what was going on.…
“How come?” Zeng Shuyi tiptoed over and silently mouthed the words, but her younger brother immediately took off running without a sound, which was surprising. “What’s going on? Why are…
Previously, to find out what kind of person Wang Jie was, Zeng Shuyi had deliberately gone near the tubular apartment where Wang Jie lived and got to know an elderly…
Zeng Shuyi was pretty and had a sweet mouth. She dared to call out loudly while selling, so she sold faster than the other street vendors. Leaving the last popsicle,…
Day One of Doing Business, Zeng Shuyi Was Full of Motivation but Also Very Nervous. She first went to the cinema entrance to inquire about today’s showtimes, then bought a…
Zeng Shuyi helped Wang Chaoyang push the tricycle cart to the intersection. She listened to the sound of the two pieces of tin clinking against each other in Wang Chaoyang’s…