Zhao Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions and nodded: "I understand."
Zhao Qingyan hummed and stopped talking.
After dinner, Zhao Xiaoya skillfully put away the dishes and washed them.
Zhao Qingyan, Zhao Qingling and Zhao Qingrou were sitting in the room talking about other things.
While chatting, something suddenly came to mind, and Zhao Qingling said: "The valuable patriarch wrote a letter saying, let us buy more houses and land, and if we can't keep it all in the future, we can make a lot of money."
He said that he wanted to see Zhao Qingrou: "Don't worry about other places. I have told eldest sister and others about the capital city. What do you think?"
Zhao Qingrou thought for a while and said, "I'll do my best in Beijing."
Zhao Qingyan nodded slightly: "If you don't have enough money, tell us."
Zhao Qingrou smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be polite when you are really in need."
As they talked, they talked about other things.
At night, around three o'clock in the morning.
Zhao Jing woke up. She had been exhausted these past few days. She didn't go out after waking up and washing up. After filling her stomach with food, she started studying things.
Everyone was fast asleep at this time, so Zhao Jing asked the system to look outside, entered the space, and sat on the soft bed, still holding half-made clothes in her hands.
Reading and sewing at the same time.
Suddenly I remembered something and asked: "Is it National Day tomorrow? Will it be Lantern Festival in a few days?"
System: "Yes host."
School will start after the Lantern Festival. I will find time to go to the factory tomorrow.
I haven’t been there for a while.
They now have three factories in Beijing, two of which were opened a month before the Chinese New Year last year. They are both garment factories, and Zhao Jingyi took all the style drawings and patterns.
The styles are novel and beautiful, and they have never seen them before. In addition, the control in all aspects is very strict, and in addition to selling to other places, they also opened their own store.
Business is pretty good and there are a lot of orders.
It sounds quite guilty to say that Zheng Cheng not only has to manage the factory, but also the restaurant they opened together.
She redeemed the menu through the system. It was quite a big book, with hundreds of dishes, but she only gave about twenty of them.
She heard that business was very good, so she only went there a few times.
The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel, and the more I feel unkind.
System: "Host, don't think like this. You have to think like this. If you provide money, styles, drawings, menus, recipes, and go to school, you are already doing a good job."
Zhao Jing blinked. She originally thought that her own face was thick enough, but she didn't expect that the system's face was even thicker than hers.
However, this seems to make sense.
Zhao Jing smiled and said, "It's only been these two years. Once I finish my studies, I will have enough time."
The system knew what Zhao Jingyi was most worried about and said: "The terrain in Zhaojiacun is not bad. The host does not need to worry. Everything is taken care of by the system."
Zhao Jingyi hummed softly.
By the time she graduates, it will be almost the same. After a few years of busy work, when things have stabilized, she won't have to be so busy anymore.
the next morning.
In the kitchen.
An Yue and Muling got up early in the morning and went downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast. When they looked in the pot, they saw that the food they had specially reserved last night was all still in good condition: "You didn't get up one by one last night? The food you left out was all still in good condition."
Muling smiled and said: "I guess, I guess I went crazy playing in Haishi. I didn't get a good rest on the way back, so I fell into a deep sleep."
An Yue also thought this was the case, and said helplessly: "Let's cook the porridge first, otherwise she will be starving when she wakes up later."
The two of them started preparing breakfast in an orderly manner.