Xiao Chen was already in a panic. Seeing the expense list in Ling Suhua's hand, Xiao Chen knew that Ling Suhua must have discovered something.
Sure enough, Ling Suhua handed the expense list to Xiao Chen and asked, "How did you move the goods before? There was no porter's expense on the previous expense list. Did you move the goods into the car yourself?"
Xiao Chen knew Ling Suhua's temper. She was worried that Ling Suhua would only resent Yi Chengwen even more if he knew the truth, so she immediately pretended to be aggrieved: "Don't I want to help you save some money? The driver also helped, there are three of us.
If we move together, we can save two to three hundred in moving fees each time."
Seeing Xiao Chen's explanation, Ling Suhua stopped asking further questions.
Ling Suhua is such a smart person. Everything that happened today was put together. Of course she guessed that Yi Chengwen helped her inspect the goods, and Yi Chengwen also helped move them. This can be seen from the wear and tear of Yi Chengwen's work clothes.
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But Ling Suhua couldn't guess how long this situation had lasted. Did it just start, or had it started since she handed over the inspection work to Xiao Chen?
This time, Ling Suhua was unusually lifeless.
According to Ling Suhua's previous temper, she would definitely be furious if she knew that Yi Chengwen was secretly helping her. After all, Ling Suhua and Yi Chengwen had divorced. Yi Chengwen's actions would only make Ling Suhua feel guilty and even make her the weaker party morally.
But no matter how smart Ling Suhua was, she never thought that the money Yan Jinhua helped her with before was money from Yi Chengwen selling books. Even several problems that occurred in clothing processing were related to Yi Chengwen.
Back at Lan Peiying's old house, Ling Suhua seemed to be distracted all day long. At around seven o'clock in the evening, Ling Suhua had not gone to buy groceries. Lan Peiying seemed to have guessed her daughter's thoughts and said with an impatient attitude.
: "I just had dinner and went to bed. You go out to eat something by yourself. Keep your voice down when you come back. I'm afraid of chaos."
Ling Suhua went out but didn't feel hungry at all. She took a taxi but didn't know where she was going. She just asked the driver to go to a nearby restaurant.
The driver also felt that he had picked up a strange passenger. There was a restaurant nearby. As for taking a taxi?
Guessing that he had picked up another frustrated passenger, the driver didn't ask any questions, turned on his watch and drove on.
Ling Suhua sat in the car for more than ten minutes, seeing the scenery outside the window becoming more and more familiar, and unknowingly she was pulled to Fengyayuan District 1, her former home.
"etc."
Ling Suhua blurted out, but the driver mistakenly thought that Ling Suhua was getting off the car, so he turned off the meter and asked Ling Suhua to pay.
Maybe everything was God's will, Ling Suhua got out of the car reluctantly.
I got off the car and walked into a familiar neighborhood. I looked up and saw that the familiar house was still lit with the lights of the past. The moonlight was blurry, and Ling Suhua, who had always been strong, became confused.
There is a Weiming Lake in the middle of the community, and there are many deck chairs by the lake. When Ling Suhua and Yi Chengwen first moved here, Ling Suhua was also very excited. After all, in those days, being able to live in the latest style of allocated housing was indeed something worth showing off.
thing.
At that time, Ling Suhua had not started her clothing business yet. She stayed at home all day. After dinner with Yi Chengwen in the evening, the two of them would walk by the lake, watching the old people and children playing and playing, and the willow trees sprouting by the lake...
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In a hazy state, Ling Suhua walked to the door of her house unknowingly. She was about to reach out and take out the key from her pocket to open the door, but she suddenly woke up.
There is no key in her pocket.
This home is no longer the home it once was.
Thinking of this, Ling Suhua suddenly felt heartache.
Just as Ling Suhua was about to turn around and go downstairs, the door suddenly opened.
"Suhua? You...why are you here?"
Seeing Ling Suhua, Yi Chengwen was obviously even more surprised.
After being discovered by Yi Chengwen, Ling Suhua's expression immediately became cold and serious. She is like this now and even more so before. I don't know when, in front of Yi Chengwen, Ling Suhua put away her tenderness, leaving only
The posture of a strong woman.
"Is it convenient if I come back to get something?" Ling Suhua's tone was still the same as before, and it didn't seem to have changed at all.
Yi Chengwen hurriedly got out of the way, and said naturally before Ling Suhua entered: "Leave the key in the same place. If you can't meet me in the future, just take the key and enter by yourself."
The furnishings in the room have not changed and are still the same as before. The difference is that the bedroom where Ling Suhua lived before is locked.
Yi Chengwen went to his bedroom to get the key and opened the door. He explained by the way: "I know you don't like others touching your things. That girl Yi Yao is crazy, so she changed the lock. Here is the key. Take it."
Yi Chengwen handed over the key, but Ling Suhua didn't take it: "Forget it, I'm not here anymore."
Opening the door and seeing the familiar scene in front of her, Ling Suhua was sure that everything inside was still the same as before. She even left her watch on the bedside table in a hurry when she left, but it is still the same now.
Ling Suhua picked up the watch on the bedside table and was about to leave when she turned around and saw a few dishes on the kitchen table.
Yi Chengwen's dinner was not sumptuous, but the plate of sweet and sour pork still made Ling Suhua suddenly unable to control herself.
"By the way, have you eaten? Let's eat together?" Yi Chengwen seemed to understand Ling Suhua's thoughts.
But when Yi Chengwen asked, Ling Suhua unconsciously became tough: "No, I have something else to do tonight."
When passing by the study, Ling Suhua saw the door open and was about to take a look, but was blocked by Yi Chengwen who suddenly stood over.
"What? Is it inconvenient?" Ling Suhua asked deliberately.
Yi Chengwen was silent for a moment, then raised his head and said with an embarrassed look: "It's indeed a bit inconvenient."
Ling Suhua fought hard and left.
Ling Suhua really thought there was someone in the study. Although she and Yi Chengwen had been divorced for some time, and it was normal for Yi Chengwen to have a new partner, at that moment Ling Suhua felt angry like never before.
There was no one in the study room. Yi Chengwen didn't let Ling Suhua in because he knew that Ling Suhua would definitely see the missing ancient books on the bookshelf.
If Ling Suhua knew that Yi Chengwen sold those ancient books to help her tide over the difficulties, Yi Chengwen knew that Ling Suhua would definitely be even more angry.
When she walked to the door, Ling Suhua turned around and said: "We are divorced. I have no right to interfere with what you want to do. From now on, don't go to the wholesale market. I can do my own thing."
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There was originally room for relaxation, but after such a fuss, Ling Suhua's soft heart suddenly became hard again.
Yi Yao and Qin Mo took old Uncle Zhang to Yunnan and met the designer that Uncle Zhang mentioned.
The other party’s name is Chen Ming. He looks very young, only in his mid-twenties. He is handsome and has his own style in dressing up. He wears beige sweatpants with a red and white hooded sweater, and his shoes are Converse.
Classic canvas shoes that don’t look out of place.
After having a meal, Yi Yao learned that Chen Ming's father was also an old craftsman in the local bamboo weaving business. However, unlike Qin Yanshan, Chen Ming's father had already formed his own design team, and his improved bamboo weaving products were selling very well locally.
Yi Yao felt strange: "Mr. Chen, why don't you go to your father's place to help?"
Chen Ming did not reply directly. Instead, he waited until he finished eating and went to a nearby shop selling bamboo products to pick up a few products for Yi Yao to look at.
It is a printed bamboo woven drain basket with a curved shape. The four sides of the basket are layered and look very beautiful.
Qin Mo was a little confused, "Isn't this pretty? Is that why you didn't go to your dad's house to help?"
Chen Ming then explained: "I think this change is a bit flashy. Although the bending process makes the appearance a lot more beautiful, it is easy to accumulate vegetable leaves and residues during use, which is difficult to clean and can easily breed over time.
Bacteria, I think this is a failed design. I think functionality is the most important thing when improving traditional handicrafts. If we blindly pursue the external beauty trend and sacrifice the functionality of the product, I feel the gains outweigh the losses."
After hearing Chen Ming's words, Yi Yao felt confident that she had found the right person.
Qin Mo also nodded vaguely, but looked puzzled: "Your father didn't notice these problems?"
Chen Ming pointed to the signboard, which showed that the price of this drain basket was fifty-three yuan. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Don't look at this small drain basket. It has the highest sales volume here and is very profitable."