Free Web NovelChapter 168: Chapter 168: How About I Kowtow to My Brother-in-law?
"Thanks, brother-in-law." Suddenly, Wen Yaozu’s eyes seemed to light up. He blinked and said, "You know what? How about I give you a proper kowtow?"
Huo Jingyuan and Wen Ci were speechless.
"Well, say something. What about the kowtow?"
Wen Ci glanced down at him. "Could you just shut your mouth?"
"Oh."
Back at home that evening, after the scene at noon, Huo Jingyuan didn’t mention anything about intimacy. He just soaked his feet, grabbed a magazine, and got into bed.
Wen Ci patted some moisturizer on her face, making her already dewy skin look even more fair and rosy.
She emerged from the bathroom in a silk nightgown and saw him completely engrossed in his magazine.
She slowly walked over to the bed. The silk nightgown clung to her curves, and under the overhead light, her fair skin was faintly visible.
Wen Ci’s eyes curved into crescents as she looked at him, a smile playing on her lips. "Mr. Huo, have you decided to turn over a new leaf?"
"Hmm?" Huo Jingyuan looked puzzled.
He immediately put down his magazine. His gaze fell upon Wen Ci’s graceful figure, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. Desire flared in his deep, ink-black eyes. "Darling, you’re doing this on purpose."
His voice was low and resigned.
"Is that resignation I hear in your voice?" Wen Ci raised an eyebrow.
"This isn’t resignation."
That night, he held his beautiful wife in his arms.
「The next day.」
Wen Ci woke up bright and early.
Before she even reached the suburban warehouse, she ran into Second Brother Su’s car on the main road. He rolled down his window. "Boss Wen, someone came looking for you at the company yesterday."
"I figured as much," Wen Ci said with a smile.
She had been expecting it.
’The quality of my clothes, if not the absolute best, is certainly top-notch. And my wholesale prices are the lowest around.’
「A few minutes later.」
Wen Ci met with Second Brother Su and asked, "Who was looking for me?"
"The owners of several large department stores in Beijing. They said you could sell your clothes to them, and they’ll buy as much as you’ve got."
"And they expect me to go to them?" Wen Ci raised an eyebrow.
"Uh-huh."
"I see." Wen Ci’s expression was indifferent.
Inwardly, she was filled with scorn.
’They actually expect me to go to them. If I were selling high-end, expensive clothes, I’d happily trot over and proactively negotiate a partnership. But my prices are the absolute cheapest in all of Beijing. So why should I be the one to make the first move? Even if I don’t sell this stock to the department stores or wholesale markets, I can still sell out. It would just take a little longer.’
"Second Brother Su, I’d like to rent your truck again today."
"Huh? Boss Wen, shouldn’t you be renting my older brother’s truck? To take the clothes from the warehouse to the department stores?"
"There’s no rush."
’My clothes sell for nine yuan a pound. They’d definitely sell for double that in a department store. For now, I can sell them in the villages and get them to the people who really need them at a low price.’
"Alright then."
Second Brother Su didn’t press the issue. After all, she was the boss; his job was just to follow orders. "Okay, Boss Wen. Where are we off to sell today?"
Wen Ci thought for a moment. "What days are the big market days for the counties around Beijing?"
"Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays."
Wen Ci was speechless.
And today was, of all things, a Friday.
’I went to the eastern market yesterday,’ Wen Ci calculated in her head, ’so maybe I should go to the western market today?’
As she was pondering this, a young woman with a ponytail approached. She looked exhausted, but her face was beaming.
"Are you Boss Wen?"
Wen Ci tilted her head in confusion. "And you are...?"
The young woman introduced herself. "I’m from Beijing, but I work in Tongzhou. My mom mentioned you yesterday... she said you sell clothes by the pound for eight yuan. Is that right?"
