Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 26 I will be rich in the future [Seeking a monthly pass for further reading and collection]

Buildings from No. [-] to No. [-] are all selling clothes. Tang Shi introduced it to Song Ci while walking.

"After a few years of mixing, I am familiar with many places, but I haven't found anything famous." Looking at the familiar building, Tang Shi sighed that she had accomplished nothing.

It's not just men who feel this way. The older you get, the more debt you get, the worse your life gets. It's a mess behind the glamorous eyes.

It's just that Song Ci felt that it was too early for Tang Shi to feel this emotion, and she was only in her 20s.

She is very clear about the conditions for success. Song Ci feels that the success of Tang poetry is not very far away. In fact, she has a lot of foundations, but she lacks some factors.

Time comes and the world has the same force, and it is not free to transport heroes.

She is Dapeng Qufeng, Jiaolong Wuyun, if she really has a chance, she will work harder and cherish it than anyone else.

"What kind of famous hall are you talking about? One hundred and eighty thousand a month? Do you still have a house and a car, or what?" Song Ci asked her.

Tang Shi is a pragmatic person, she doesn't know how to be pragmatic like daydreaming. She has qualities that many people don't have, that is, she is diligent and down-to-earth, she is not afraid of hardship or tiredness, and she has a clear self-knowledge.

Live hard and be down-to-earth.

"One hundred and eighty thousand? What kind of huge sum of money is that? I can earn [-] a month, and I can go back to my hometown to burn incense for my ancestors." Tang Shi replied.

Looking at Song Ci, Tang Shi gave him a strange look: "Sure enough, our layout is different, and Mr. Song certainly doesn't think much of it."

Song Ci: I have no structure.

It's just that I read too much and have more things in my mind, and I can't rise to the level of pattern.

He is well-informed, and Song Ci can't be said to be extensive, but he has seen a lot, which makes his courage and confidence naturally higher than others, and he does not lack the courage to give it a try.

"Mr. Song, you just mocked me." Song Ci asked her: "I want to eat, do you think I have such a thing?"

Tang Shi couldn't help laughing.

That's right, Song Ci said that he wanted to eat and he had a bad stomach. Although it was a joke, every time Tang Shi thought of Song Ci's serious appearance at that time, he found it very interesting.

Tang Shi didn't know how good Song Ci's family was, but she felt that at least she couldn't keep up with it in this life. If it was a few million, she might not be able to earn it in this life.

She always felt that Song Ci at least knew more than her village girl.

"Then remember to give me advice. When I make money, I'll take you to see my stomach." Tang Shi joked with him with a smile.

Suggesting, Song Ci felt that he had no way to give advice, and indeed there was no way. It would be fine if he opened a shop, and even set up a street stall. Song Ci didn't even understand it. The last time he sold candied haws was the first time he set up a stall.

Song Ci felt that he couldn't compare blindly with things that he was not sure about and had no experience with, so as not to be self-defeating.

Pretending also depends on whether it is the field you know. Don’t pretend to be everything. If you don’t pretend well, it is a kind of embarrassment and hurt, which is not good for others or yourself.

It's not that I don't pretend, it's that I'm not sure if I don't pretend!

"I'm not as professional as you in this area, and I'm still learning from you, so I can guide you, can you use a yang finger?" Song Ci poked her.

Tang Shi has a temperament that doesn't suffer, so she poked him twice and returned.

They don't seem to be here to buy goods, but rather to go shopping.

Seeing that everyone is dragging carts, only they have nothing and look empty-handed, which seems out of place.

When Mr. Tang has money in the future, he can say during the meeting that before I started my business, I didn’t have anything, and I didn’t even have a trolley to buy goods, but I carried it over.

Come to think of it, many employees would scoff, thinking that the boss was pouring chicken soup again.

The fact is that Tang Shi really wants everything now, not even a seven-eighth-hand electric car, and public transportation is the only way to go out.

She is indeed a little poor.

Although a lot of things have been done, none of them have been organized into a system, and there is no further development. It is often just a hammer in the east and a hammer in the west.

So, over the years, she has made some money, but not much.

"Mr. Tang, when you have money in the future, you will be able to brag about how miserable you are now. It must be very inspirational, and you may still be able to start classes." Song Ci said.

Tang Shi pointed to her nose, with a look on her face that you think I can succeed in the street.

Don't talk about success, just start the class, and now she thinks that selling all the wholesale clothes is the best thing.

Her strengths and weaknesses are obvious, that is, she only cares about the present, and she has no long-term plans at all. If she can solve the current situation and meet her expectations, she is very satisfied.

After all, Mr. Tang is not perfect, except for his face and figure.

After a close-up glimpse today, Song Ci felt that she was a shocker herself, and only then did she know that Mr. Tang was not only extroverted, but also very introverted.

The tall figure and loose clothes hide a lot of secrets.

"I'm just a high school student, and what I earn is hard money. I don't have that kind of shining future." Tang Shi sighed, looked at Song Ci and said, "Don't always flatter me!"

Song Ci always calls her Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, and often talks about how you are doing in the future. She is in a mess even now, where is the future?
If there is such a dream in the future, she can let Song Ci eat soft food for a lifetime.

Obviously, it's impossible. You can't see this kind of future at all, and you can hold meetings and talk about the past. At least you have to have five or six employees, right?What kind of rich man's day was that?
She's a real boss, but the reality is that she's a slut.

In the days when you are raising your family, don’t dream of being worth millions. Do you know that 3 yuan is so thick that you can’t even hold it in your hand?
"Dreams are always necessary, otherwise what is the difference with salted fish?" Song Ci pointed to himself: "I have a dream of eating soft rice."

Tang Shi smiled, that was not a dream, for her, it was a dream.

After entering Building No. [-], Tang Shi took him to the first floor. There was a boss she was familiar with. Song Ci looked at the door on the third floor and knew the classification of the mall.

There are four floors in total, and the cheapest one should be the first floor. It can be seen from the situation of the stores, many of which are written with the words wholesale and retail, and there are also piles of goods at the door.

Tang Shi didn't stop until she reached a large store called [Fengshang].

The eldest sister with big red hair and fashionable clothes was checking the account at the counter. Tang Shi walked up to her and knocked on the counter: "Sister Xia, business is booming, and you have such a prosperous hairstyle."

Looking up at Tang Shi, the elder sister whom she called Sister Xia saw her, and a smile immediately appeared on her face: "Tang Tang, how long has it been since you came back to see Sister Xia?"

While talking, she walked out of the counter and pulled Tang Shi with great enthusiasm.

"Sit down, I want to die, you, drink tea first!" Sister Xia took out a tea bag: "I know you like fruit tea, how many have you prepared!"

Tang Shi pointed to Song Ci: "A friend came with me."

"Yo, friend? No matter how you look at it, it's a target!" Sister Xia looked at Song Ci: "You've earned a good-looking talent, Tang Tang."

When invited in by the enthusiastic elder sister, Song Ci sat next to Tang Shi, looking at the enthusiastic sister Xia who was very enthusiastic about her, he was a little puzzled, not knowing why she was so enthusiastic.

Listening to their chat, Song Ci was drinking tea by the side, looking at the layout and samples in the store.

They are all new styles, and you can see a few employees selling clothes to customers, and some bosses come to ask about wholesale prices. It can be seen that the business is good.

The clothing industry has always been enduring. People cannot do without food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even with the severe impact of the Internet, there are still many clothing stores.

Many people don't trust things on the Internet, especially commonly used things, and prefer to trust goods in physical stores.

"Tang Tang, the old rules, pick what you want, and I'll give you the lowest price." Sister Xia chatted with her for a while, and another guest came, so she had no choice but to accompany the guest: "Young man, do what you want!"

Song Ci nodded.

I began to choose clothes with Tang Shi. He was a layman and didn’t understand anything. Tang Shi would occasionally tell him what size he needed and why, and why he couldn’t have that type of fit.

Song Ci didn't understand, but he was greatly shocked.

"I've worked here before, so I'm very familiar with Miss Xia. At that time, I was the deputy store manager." Tang Shi raised her eyebrows.

"No wonder it's so professional!" Song Ci gave a thumbs up, then pointed to the big black bag: "You choose, I'll pack it."

Tang Shi nodded.

In the end, the chosen clothes fit into a large pocket.

It cost Tang poetry more than 5000 yuan.

"I'll put this on top, and this one is for you." Tang Shi tied the pocket.

Song Ci was stunned for a moment.

Apart from his relatives, this was the first time a girl bought clothes for him.

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(End of this chapter)