Back to the 1980s: Becoming the Villain's Lucky Wife

Chapter 358: Chapter 358: Quite Suggestive

"E-commerce hasn’t really taken off yet, so we can’t go that route." Qin Jiao chewed on her pen, sketching and doodling for a bit. She said, "If we’re just making solid-colored T-shirts, could we contact some companies or schools? We could pitch them as work uniforms, school uniforms, or even class uniforms. They could be custom-ordered, and we’d be responsible for putting the lettering on them."

The shirts were already made, so just adding the lettering would be pretty easy.

It would still be a huge amount of work, but as long as we could sell them, it wouldn’t be a major issue.

Shen Yi’s gaze never left Qin Jiao. His intense, unwavering stare was starting to make her feel flustered.

She quickly waved a hand in front of his eyes. "Shen Yi, what are you thinking about?"

"I was just thinking how amazing you are. You know a little bit about everything."

"I wouldn’t call it amazing. Right now, the ideas of school uniforms and class uniforms aren’t really a thing. The concept of work uniforms exists, but they’re just that—work uniforms. If we want to market these, we’ll probably have to visit a lot of places. Of course, there’s another tricky problem: the people currently at the factory."

Shen Yi couldn’t keep spacing out. He said, "About a fifth of the employees have already left, so there are still over two hundred people. Some of them live off-site, but most are in the dormitories. They probably want to keep working here. Their families aren’t well-off, and some are from out of town." freewebnovёl.ƈom

"They were just duped by Xu Da and his cronies. By the way, I fired Xu Da. We should investigate him thoroughly later. He seems to be on very good terms with Shen Zhengfeng."

"Mm."

Shen Yi’s eyes started to glaze over again. Qin Jiao said, exasperated, "Alright, that’s enough out of you. We’re going to be busy for the next few days. Your mom even said that she and Uncle Beidou are postponing their wedding until they get things at the clothing factory sorted out. After that, we have to get ready for school to start. There’s a lot to do."

"Perfect." Shen Yi propped his chin on one hand and looked at Qin Jiao earnestly. "This feeling of us working hard and striving together as a family... it’s wonderful." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Qin Jiao realized Shen Yi was being particularly sentimental tonight. If this continued, things might get a little too romantic. She stood up, cracking her knuckles. "Alright, you still have some energy left, right? Come on, help me move some things in the space!"

Worried that someone might come looking for them, the two of them locked the door and turned off the lights.

It was already past nine o’clock. Although it was a bit early for them to be turning in, anyone else would probably just assume the two ’kids’ were exhausted from the day.

For his part, Shen Yi didn’t hesitate. The once-sickly young master now had muscles on his arms. After all, a strong body was essential for making a good impression on Qin Jiao.

He was quite shocked when he entered the space. "Wow, it’s gotten so big!"

"Yeah. I was thinking we could figure out what to do with all this extra room later."

"Don’t rush it. I feel like this space is your secret garden. You must feel completely at ease here. It’s safe, peaceful, and comfortable."

It was the first time Qin Jiao had ever considered that. What Shen Yi said made a lot of sense. Still, she was planning to move the bedroom upstairs, so she and Shen Yi started moving some things to the second floor.

They both had things to do the next day—Shen Yi had to go back to the factory, and Qin Jiao had to take her aunt and Xiao Lan for a tour of North City University—so after working until midnight, they decisively left the space.

However, since they’d been working and were sweaty, they each went to take a shower.

And so, in the dead of night, the lights in the young couple’s new room came on again. The faint sound of running water could be heard, and a long, long time passed before the room went dark once more.

It was all rather... suggestive.