A small peasant girl

Chapter 330 The villain first, then the gentleman
Wenzi saw An Xinxiu's smiling face, although she was hiding her inner emotions, she could still find something. She likes to do business with sensible people, "If Mrs. An has anything to say, you can just say it, I will answer whatever I have."

"If I had an elf, well-behaved, and sensible sister like you, I'm afraid I'd be secretly happy when I go to bed at night." An Xinxiu said her heart sincerely. She really had a good impression of Wenzi, " I know Miss Wenzi's ability is not limited to the twelve zodiac signs, if this business becomes prosperous in the future, others will come to find Miss Wenzi..."

An Xinxiu believes that Wenzi can understand her point-to-point. It was really hard work, but he made a wedding dress for someone else.

This is the first time that An Xinxiu and Wenzi have cooperated in business. She likes the patterns in Wenzi's hands very much. The excitement of braised pork.

It's no wonder that An Xinxiu has such worries. It was her first time to do business and put money into a clothing store. As a result, her embroiderer and key employees were poached by competitors. The employee, however, deeply hurt An Xinxiu with this unbearable method.

People are not sages, and they are always short in front of fame and fortune. Everyone has selfishness, and everyone has their own greed. She has long since left behind her once sworn views.

The person who betrayed her, An Xinxiu's current ability is still unable to fight back, the only thing she can do is to minimize the occurrence of betrayal.

"Mrs. An, when I was young, I once heard a story told by an old teacher. It was said that once upon a time, a poor scholar went to Beijing to rush for an exam, and his money was stolen on the way. Begging all the way to Beijing. When he was lucky, others would sympathize with him and give him some food. When he was unlucky, he could only starve for a few days and nights. Once again, when he was so hungry that he was about to die, he was surrounded by old beggars. I gave him half a steamed bun, and it was this half steamed bun that finally saved the scholar's life." Wenzi understood An Xinxiu's concerns, and she could only express herself by telling stories.

I saw Wen Zi shrugged his shoulders and twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and continued, "Later, the scholar won the first prize and was reused by the emperor of the dynasty. He has a lot of money, no matter whether he flies in the sky or crawls on the ground, he can make his servants eat whatever he wants." Prepare, but in the scholar's heart, what he misses the most is the half steamed bun that begs the old man."

After telling the story, Wenzi smiled sincerely at An Xinxiu. She is also a businessman who understands, and knows that sometimes it is more appropriate to put the villain first and then the gentleman.

Wenzi can't do the thing of killing chickens and taking eggs, and Wenzi also knows what it means to repay kindness. She understands that no matter how big a heart is, there should be a limit after all.

There are many industries that can make money in the previous life, but when the problem arises, Wenzi does not necessarily like it or be good at it. He loves one line of work, and in embroidery, Wenzi only stands on the shoulders of countless talented people, so that he will appear slightly better than others. Just be smarter.

But An Xinxiu in front of her is different, Wenzi can see that she likes embroidery, and An Xinxiu exudes talent and rich temperament, which is enough for Wenzi to trust.

(End of this chapter)