CHAPTER 461: CHAPTER 461: TRANSFER BACK (FOURTH UPDATE)

Tang Yue was cleaning up the yard with a broom, while Bai Qing was helping on the side.

"Xiao Yue, don’t be angry. It’s not worth harming your own health over this," Lian Tong comforted.

Tang Yue nodded and said, "Don’t worry. If a mad dog bites me, can I bite back? Even if she goes back and complains to Lian He, I’m not afraid."

After all, she had no plans to acknowledge this father.

"She won’t," said Lian Tong, with profound meaning in her words.

After cleaning up all the trash, Tang Yue tossed it into the large garbage can in the corner of the yard and hesitated as if she wanted to say something more.

Lian Tong seemed to know what Tang Yue wanted to say, and she spoke, "I’ve always been at odds with Xiang Yazhi. We have some old grievances, so naturally, we don’t get along."

Tang Yue nodded in understanding. Seeing the attitude between Lian Tong and Xiang Yazhi when they were together, it was probably not just a simple case of not getting along – they were like sworn enemies who couldn’t coexist.

After leaving Tang Yue’s house, Xiang Yazhi immediately went home to wash off the filth from her body. After showering for more than an hour, Xiang Yazhi still felt that repulsive smell lingering on her.

Dead girl, stinking vixen, this isn’t over between us.

Xiang Yazhi tearfully recounted the incident to Lian He. Instead of receiving comfort, she was scolded by Lian He, who said, "Did you provoke Xiao Yue again? Xiao Yue’s character is the kindest; it must have been something you did to make her angry."

Xiang Yazhi: "..."

She bit her lip fiercely, wanting to retort, but repeated warnings from Lian He only intensified the hatred in Xiang Yazhi’s heart.

Meng Family.

After Mr. Meng was discharged from the hospital, his health had weakened considerably. He spent his days wandering around the house, sometimes playing Go with Mr. Qin. Regarding Meng Yanzhi’s issues, he didn’t ask, acting as if Meng Yanzhi didn’t exist.

During the day when Meng Jin was out, Qu Feng stayed by Mr. Meng’s side.

The phone rang, and Mr. Qin’s congratulatory voice came through, "Old Meng, your son has already returned to the company in Jing City. From now on, you’ll be able to see your son every day. I’m really envious."

"Ah, my grandson An Hao, I still don’t know how he’s doing down south."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Qin made a special trip to the Meng’s to discuss this matter with Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng, hearing the news, was quite pleased, yet his smile didn’t reach his eyes as he said, "Old Qin, what’s the use of just having a son without a grandson?"

"No, there is a grandson, but the question is, will this grandson be close to us in the future? Will he be close to Xiao Jin?" This was the first time Mr. Meng had talked about this matter since being discharged from the hospital.

Mr. Qin paused, looking at Mr. Meng, who had clearly become much weaker. He consoled him, "Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. Who knows, maybe when Xiao Jin returns to Jing City, fate will take its course?"

Meng Jin was not that old; taking a new wife and having another child was a bit late, but... it wasn’t uncommon for older men to father children.

"I hold no such hope anymore. So many years have passed; if things were meant to be clear, they would have been clear long ago," Mr. Meng said with a wry smile. In the effort to get Meng Jin married, what hadn’t he tried?

In the end, didn’t it all end in vain?

...

"Xiao Yue, why is dinner so lavish tonight?" Wei Jiajia brought Tang You’an over for dinner today and was shocked to see such a bountiful meal.

"People are iron, rice is steel; skip a meal and you’ll feel unreal," Tang Yue said with a smile. "We can’t neglect ourselves. Auntie, business at the store is still good, right?"

"That’s all thanks to you." Wei Jiajia put a chicken leg on Tang You’an’s plate, who started nibbling quietly without making a fuss. "Ever since your trip to Yan Mountain, our business has been booming even more than before."

She whispered to Tang Yue, "Guess how much our revenue is?"

"How much?" Tang Yue asked, playing along.

"This much." Wei Jiajia held up three fingers.

"Three thousand?" Tang Yue made a conservative guess.

Wei Jiajia shook her head, "Thirty thousand. You wouldn’t have guessed, right? After deducting costs, we can make ten thousand a day."

"Ah..." Tang Yue couldn’t help but swallow hard; that amount was overwhelming.

"You don’t even know. I’ve been replenishing stock like crazy these past few days. Plus, it’s winter now, and it’s cold in Jing City. Our woolen coats are selling exceptionally well. Many people buy several at a time. And it’s not just Jinghua University, other nearby universities have also caught wind and started coming. Just think, with more people, sales naturally increase," Wei Jiajia explained in detail.

The woolen coats, designed in dozens of styles by Tang Yue who loved them, not to mention the different colors. For every style, there were many color options, high-priced ones, affordable ones, and mid-range ones. So, anyone who entered the store and liked a design almost always decided to purchase it.

Considering the cold weather in Jing City, Wei Jiajia took into account that the woolen coat styles were complete and inclusive, as well as the sweaters, which were both warm and attractive. Not just for the pretty girls who love to dress up, even she found the clothes irresistible. The two girls hired to sell the clothing in the store were also loyal customers.

"That’s nothing. Xiao Yue, Star Bright’s revenue sometimes reaches a hundred thousand at its peak," Qin Anyu chimed in. After being out on a business trip for a few days, she was delighted to have Tang Yue’s homecooked meal again, "Xiao Yue, now we’re just lacking in new styles. Spring is here and summer isn’t far. Xiao Yue, we can’t use last year’s styles again this year, can we?"

Star Bright’s frequent stock shortages were a constant worry for Qin Anyu.

She wished she could hound Tang Yue every day to design clothes, but seeing Tang Yue so busy day in and day out, Qin Anyu couldn’t bear to put more pressure on her.

Tang Yue: "..." Was she falling behind?

When did running a clothing store become so profitable?

"Xiao Yue, have you not checked that card I gave you for the dividends?" Qin Anyu suddenly asked.

Tang Yue nodded, "I haven’t touched that card at all."

"You..." Qin Anyu couldn’t help shaking her head, "Xiao Yue, I don’t care, you must design more clothes now. The factory will be ready soon. If you don’t have enough designs, our business will suffer losses."

"Cough." Before Tang Yue could respond, Wei Jiajia interjected, "Xiao Yue, Mingyue Clothing Factory can’t be neglected either."

Tang Yue fought the urge to roll her eyes. As Mingyue Clothing and Star Bright kept growing, the need for new designs also increased. Even for Tang Yue, it felt like an immense pressure, so she asked, "Sister An Yu, did you find the person I asked you to look for last time?"

They had hired someone previously, but that person, being arrogant, didn’t stay long and left. Since then, Tang Yue had put the matter on hold.

"Xiao Yue, I do want to hire someone, but..." Qin Anyu shrugged helplessly. Even if she wanted to hire someone capable, they simply wouldn’t consider Star Bright. And hiring an apprentice might be even worse than not hiring at all.

Tang Yue sighed, "Maybe I should ask Teacher Xu. She has taught so many students; there must be a few talented ones."