Reborn 1980: A poisonous wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 713 I Want to Rent a Front Office
In the afternoon, Yang Xuejuan's story spread throughout the school as if she had grown wings:

Yang Xuejuan... had a miscarriage!

According to Yang Xuejuan's roommate, Yang Xuejuan's childhood was not very accurate, and she found a box of contraceptive pills in her drawer that was more than half taken.

Eating this stuff will disrupt a woman's menstrual cycle. It is probably because of these reasons that Yang Xuejuan did not realize that she was two months pregnant.

After hearing that Wei Shaoping's mother knew that Yang Xuejuan was pregnant, she regretted it, but it was too late...

Bachelor's Alley.

Under Song Qiumei's piercing eyes, Jing Yimin gnawed an apple, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands:

"If Xiangxiang hadn't told me that day, I wouldn't have known that your school produced such a big melon.

If you ask me, it is kind enough for your school to let Yang Xuejuan apply for expulsion by herself. Someone like her should be expelled directly! "

Anya took a sip of hot milk: "The school also doesn't want to do too much, and wants to be forgiving and forgiving."

Jing Yimin snorted: "The school wants to forgive others, but that Yang Xuejuan doesn't appreciate it, and doesn't she still hold grudges in her heart?

I heard that her grandma came to pick her up that day, and she met you on the road and glared at you?

It's likely to blame the matter on you, as if she was not at fault at all, how innocent she is..."

Upon hearing this, Song Qiumei's ears perked up: "Miss An, what does that Yang Xuejuan look like, do you have a photo?"

Her duty is to protect Anya's personal safety, so naturally all possible factors must be taken into consideration.

Jing Yimin answered immediately: "Yes, yes, I have her photos, not only hers, but also Wei Shaoping's, I have to be careful, I'll take the negatives to develop tomorrow—"

Anya naturally knew what photo Jing Yimin was talking about, so she smiled indifferently: "Yang Xuejuan has gone back to her hometown with her grandma.

The Patent Office also sent an official letter to the District Public Security Bureau, and when this happened, Wei Shaoping’s sentence would not be light, but heavy, and there was nothing to worry about..."

Yang Xuejuan seriously suspected that she had fallen into Anya's trap, but the Wei family would not care so much.

From the Wei family's point of view, it was Yang Xuejuan's failure to do things that made things bad.

And in the whole incident, what the Wei family hated the most was Yao Yuanjun who dragged them into the water, followed by Ling Yanshan who added fuel to the fire.

Moreover, Ling Yanshan stood in the front and did not let Anya come forward, and the Wei family couldn't pay any attention to Anya.

Anya said it calmly, but Song Qiumei didn't dare to take it lightly: "Xiaojing, if you have developed the photo, bring it to me quickly, so I can recognize him."

Jing Yimin didn't know what Song Qiumei was capable of, so he chuckled: "I'll wash it early tomorrow morning, if it's urgent, the photos won't come out until noon the day after tomorrow.

Sister Song, you don't have to be in a hurry, I'll send the photos the night after tomorrow. "

Song Qiumei nodded, and exaggeratedly glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "Hey, it's almost 11 o'clock, Xiaojing, it's getting late, we won't keep you here."

Jing Yimin was very speechless: "Sister Song, it is said that the bride and groom entered the bridal chamber and the matchmaker threw it over the wall. After all, the bridal chamber did not enter, so you want to throw me out like a rag?"

Song Qiumei gave him a blank look: "Isn't eldest sister worried that you will go back late, and you won't even be able to catch the last bus?"

Jing Yimin waved his hand: "It's okay, I came here by bicycle, it doesn't matter how late it is."

"You're fine, but Ms. An is busy! She's going to bed late and she's not in good spirits, what should I do if it will affect tomorrow's research and schoolwork?"

Seeing that Song Qiumei was about to roll up her sleeves with her eyes wide open, Anya quickly interrupted with a smile:
"Jing Yimin, hurry up, if you have something important to do when you come here today, just talk about it."

"Isn't it because you let me eat apples just now, that I wanted to start a few gossips..."

Jing Yimin muttered, seeing Song Qiumei glaring at him with bulging eyes, he quickly returned to the topic, "An Ya, I want to rent a shop to sell clothes, what do you think?"

Anya was a little surprised: "Rent a store? By the way, I haven't asked you how your business is doing these days. Why are you thinking of renting a store?"

Jing Yimin was a little complacent: "Thanks to the help from you and Aunt Li, I don't have to go to buy goods.

A phone call was made, and Aunt Li delivered the goods for me, saving cost and time, and the business was doing pretty well during this period.

As of today's accounting, I have sold more than 300 jackets together, and the gross profit of one piece is 70 yuan..."

Anya accidentally choked on a mouthful of milk: "Ahem, have you changed the source? Isn't it the original 30 yuan woolen jacket?"

"No, it's that kind." Jing Yimin chuckled, "I also worked in the clothing business, so I don't know how profitable it is.

Let me tell you, when the goods are brought back, I asked my sister-in-law to iron them neatly at home, let alone how high-end they look, and when they are released for 100 yuan, people are rushing to get them! "

One piece of gross profit is 70, 300 pieces is 21000 yuan!The cost is only 30 yuan a piece, and the profit has doubled.

It didn't take long for Jing Yimin to become a household of 2 yuan. No wonder he wanted to rent a storefront and make a big fuss.

Anya was a little curious: "Aren't you setting up a stall? Can you sell one piece for 100 yuan?"

In her impression, everything at the stall had to be cheap, and if it wasn't cheap, who would buy it at the roadside stall?

Jing Yimin looked at her sideways: "You think I'm so stupid that I don't know how to change things? The woolen jacket, after ironing, looks like a high-end product. If I want to put it on a street stall, I'm full of brains.

I paid some management fees to Kyoto Department Store, put a row of hangers in the place where I haven’t entered the door, cut the labels of these jackets in half and hung them up..."

Of course, a large character was written, stating that these were parallel imports from Yangcheng, and they were used to offset the debt because the other party owed the money.

One piece is 100 yuan, no counter-offering is allowed, after passing this village, that shop will disappear, etc...

Anya immediately looked at Jing Yimin with admiration: "Oh, Jing Yimin, I can't tell, you're pretty good at making a name for yourself!"

Jing Yimin scratched his head: "It's too much, it means that after doing business for a long time, I still understand a little bit of the tricks.

People rely on clothes, Buddha depends on gold clothes, now everyone rarely travels abroad, it must be because they think foreign things are delicious.

When they heard that it was a parallel importer from Yangcheng, and then saw that even the label had been cut in half, they naturally all gathered around.

This spread to ten, ten to one hundred, although it didn't take long, it allowed me to sell about three hundred pieces.

The Kyoto Department Store didn’t let me put it there for a long time, since I have some money in my hand, I just thought about renting a storefront to sell it myself, and I’m not afraid of the wind and rain..."

Anya nodded in agreement: "With such a brain, you can figure out the thing of cutting the label, and I think it can be done by renting a storefront.

But since you plan to open a store, why don't you just sell this kind of jacket?The variety is too single.

But if you want to buy other clothing, you have to think about it yourself. After opening a store, the cost will be high, and the cost of clothing deposits will also be high. Don’t sell until the end, and earn a store of clothes. "

(End of this chapter)