Chapter 228 Selling Goods Chapter 228: Chapter 228 Selling Goods "Yes, I know." Father Yang changed a lot after the incident, becmuch more humble. Despite his lack of abilities, he always had a penchant for trouble, which ended up offending Gu Junming, landing him in hot water. Previously, thanks to his wife's guidance, he avoided mistakes, but separated from her for a few months, and here he was.
Seeing his wife's profile, he suddenly remembered something: "Actually, I saw a photo before..." "Hmm?" He was about to speak when he saw Zhao Yingjun entering a unit building, so he said, "It's nothing, let's resolve this issue first." Zhao Jieyun didn't think much of it and continued to follow Zhao Yingjun.
Zhao Yingjun turned the key and opened Su Miao's room, but didn't enter. Inside, he was extremely agitated and enraged, thinking he'd diligently found and helped set up this place for her, and this wretch repays him like this! They saw a bottle on the table, with slight yellow liquid residues inside, and there was a strange smell in the room.
Zhao Jieyun said, "Hmm, could this be a knockout drug?" "It should be. I noticed a smell when drinking water, but didn't think much of it because it was faint." He sniffed the bottle's opening.
"Hmm, call the police then. Have the station handle this affair." However, Father Yang hesitated: "This matter... isn't it a bit inappropriate? After all, I'm a soldier..." At its core, he was worried about his reputation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZhao Jieyun glanced at Father Yang, he quickly pointed at his forehead: "Your daughter hit someone else's head, if the police get involved, doing things by the book might risk her ending up in jail." This was indeed a concern; even at her harshest, Zhao Jieyun couldn't bear to send her daughter to jail. She thought: "Alright, Zhao Yingjun, contact the family back hand have Su Miao's relatives cover. Tell them she's injured and we need to discuss something with her." "Okay, I got it." Zhao Yingjun said flatly and went down the stairs.
Zhao Jieyun said, "Gather all this evidence carefully, we can't let this woman turn the tables on us." "I understand. This woman..." Her husband said no more, feeling uneasy inside.
Zhao Jieyun had no mood to manage his affairs as she examined the drug: "Where did she get it from? It seems to be skind of raw material? She's from a village, probably got it from work; let's go ask at her workplace." "No need to go to her workplace, isn't there an expert neighbor of ours? We can ask him and find out." "You sure are clever." Father Yang smiled wryly: "Stop teasing me." Zhao Jieyun snorted. Although they weren't planning to report it to the police, they asked a man working at the police station to help inspect the place. Not wanting to escalate things officially, they must still prepare sevidence. Taking photos to preserve it, the primary concern was this woman might turn against them.
The couple returned and asked their neighbor, learning this liquid is frequently used to lubricate machinery in textile plants, and drinking a small amount can temporarily put someone to sleep, though too much can be toxic. Father Yang clenched his fists—had this all been premeditated? After expressing their gratitude, Zhao Jieyun led Father Yang home. Now they awaited the arrival of Su Miao's parents to resolve the issue.
Zhao Yingjun had intended to go back hbut spoke no further, directly heading to the kitchen, drank half a bottle of liquor, getting messily drunk, and stumbled into the room where Su Jinxiu was already asleep with her child. Smelling the alcohol, she woke up.
Zhao Yingjun clutched a blanket and sobbed, then fell asleep.
Su Jinxiu turned away with a snort; serves him right for being so lascivious! But still, she fetched a damp towel to place on his forehead.
Then she made svinegar water; Zhao Yingjun pulled Su Jinxiu into his embrace, falling quickly to sleep. Su Jinxiu's lips curled; now you see the value of having a wife, right? Sun Chan wasn't interested in this affair, and the next day, she headed back to the town along with Han Dong, packing their clothes into the vehicle.
The two of them had already arranged with Wang Dan and decided to faint at the stall.
Of course, they saw the pregnant Wang Dan.
Wang Dan had grown plump, showing a double chin, smiled as she supported her belly: "How are you doing?" Sun Chan smiled and said, "Okay." "What's 'okay'? You're just a great beauty!" Wang Dan laughed, "It's so good to be slim, but I've gained so much weight now that clothes don't look good on me." "Don't worry, I found a long skirt for you without a waist, just perfect for summer wear." Sun Chan grinned as she held it up against her. Wang Dan liked it instantly.
"You remember I love tangerine-orange?" "Of course! Though we don't often connect, you're my dear friend!" She held Wang Dan's hand tightly, smiling. If Wang Dan hadn't brought her to the city back then, she wouldn't be where she was now. She wanted to invite Wang Dan to dinner.
"Forget it, cto my house in the evening." Wang Dan laughed, "Leave the stall to you; I'm going hto lie down. The doctor said I need to rest." "Sure, but try to eat less. When I worked as a caregiver, doctors advised eating too much could make childbirth difficult."
"Understood. The doctor said the same; it's my mother-in-law who insists on feedingso much; 'mso " being careful now!" She laughed.
soon after, her partner arrived, helped her onto a run-down little car. He nodded and smiled at Sun Chan and Han Dong, and went on his way. He had work, couldn't linger. Han Dong and Sun Chan together placed the clothes in the stall.
"Look at them, they already have a car. Though not great, it must cost eight to ten thousand, right? Business must be good." "Yes, pretty good." Sun Chan smiled, "You're truly the best among us." "Of course, just look who I am." Han Dong replied confidently.
The two laughed and talked, arranging the clothes.
Back then in the North, clothes were dull with no attractive colors or styles; even a rare good piece was e expensive. But those Sun Chan brought back directly from Shenzhen were colorful and affordable, quickly drawing a crowd.
Han Dong stood on a chair and shouted, "Cand look! My clothes, fifteen yuan per set! You won't suffer losses, won't get duped! Hong Kong and Taiwan imports! Sexported to the United States! Those dresses here are thirty! These underwear... you decide the price, Sun Chan." Sun Chan frowned slightly, realizing Han Dong was lying! The clothes each cost only a few yuan yet sold for fifteen? However, the locals seemingly trusted it, eagerly gathering to look. Everyone wanted to know, how do foreign clothes look?