Song Yiqing was amused by his naughty look: "Okay, boss."
On the first day she took over the Luo family, she stayed in her room and read the account books for a whole day. They were all full of bad debts.
The Luo family looks glamorous on the surface, but it is rotten on the inside and there are too many things that need to be rectified.
She plunged into the big dyeing vat and was busy sorting out the Luo family's property day and night.
Not only that, she also has to take care of some trivial things, such as repairing the Luo family villa, taking care of Wang Minglan's regular visits to the hospital for recuperation, and taking Luo Tiegen to and from school on time.
Luo Tiegen complained that she was too busy and could only see her when going to school.
Song Yiqing smiled helplessly and touched his head. She also wanted to rest, but there were always things that she couldn't finish, pushing her forward.
One month after Luo Mingsheng's death, the Luo family did not decline as the world imagined, but showed a new and prosperous scene.
All this is thanks to Song Yiqing.
She finally had some free time that day and sat in Luo Mingsheng's old office, looking at the scenery outside the window and stretching.
In order to reward herself for her hard work over the past few days, she decided to give herself a day off.
After making her decision, she picked up the bag next to her and went out.
It's boring to wander around the street alone. She doesn't have many friends here, her only friend is Lu Xiaoman.
Song Yiqing decided to find her and have fun together.
Since she took over the affairs of the Luo family, she has been equipped with a dedicated driver and vehicle, making it very convenient to go wherever she goes.
Under her command, the car stopped at the entrance of the compound.
She couldn't get in with the license plate number outside, so she had to walk.
The midday sun was glaring, so she covered her forehead with her hands and walked all the way to Lu Xiaoman's company.
"Hey, Captain Lu!"
Lu Xiaoman was training. When he saw her stop, he clicked his tongue twice in surprise: "What kind of wind brought Chairman Song here?"
Song Yiqing glared at her: "What the hell, Chairman Song, are you here to tease me too?"
"I didn't. What I said is all true. Otherwise, what would I call you? Little Doctor Song? Sister Song?"
"You can call me sister-in-law with Qi Xun."
She hugged her shoulders, how could she have the upper hand over the teasing person?
Sure enough, when Lu Xiaoman heard this, her face turned red immediately: "You are such a big-hearted person, you actually got on the pole and asked me to call you sister-in-law."
"Am I wrong? Or do you mean you don't want to scream?"
She was right, but she was too thin-skinned to say anything.
Song Yiqing grasped this point: "So you don't want to scream! Well, let me ask Qi Xun what's going on with you!"
As she spoke, she covered her mouth and snickered.
Lu Xiaoman really wanted to wrap her hands around her fair neck to see if she dared to laugh at him.
Fang Huai'an was shady enough, but Song Yiqing was even worse.
As the old saying goes, two kinds of people cannot sleep under the same bed, and it’s absolutely true.
She couldn't talk or fight, so she could only change the subject: "You came to see me, what's the matter?"
"What? I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"
"Yes, of course I can. Chairman Song has a lot of things to do every day, so it's my blessing to come to me."
The words became sour when he spoke, and those who heard him couldn't help but smell a strong smell of vinegar.
"Are you complaining that I didn't come to you?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Lu Xiaoman scratched her neck, obviously that was what she meant.
Song Yiqing chuckled: "I have free time today, and I want to go shopping with you. I want to buy some new clothes. I wonder if Squad Leader Lu is free to give me a favor?"
She was very arrogant, with her hands behind her back: "You think this compound is owned by your family, and you can go out if you want. You have to ask for permission when you go out."
"oh--"
Song Yiqing deliberately prolonged her voice: "If you're not free, I'll have to wait for another day."
After she finished speaking, she turned around neatly.
Lu Xiaoman immediately became anxious and quickly stopped her: "Hey, why are you like this? Give me a step."
She just wanted her to beg her a little and save her face. Who knew that she wouldn't give her any face at all.
"To go or not to go?"
"Go, of course."
She had stayed in the compound for almost a month without rest, and the cells in her body were clamoring to go out and run wild.
But Qi Xun was very careful and didn't give her a chance to go out and have fun alone. Now that Song Yiqing presented the opportunity to her, she must cherish it.
Without saying a word, she went back to her dormitory to write a report and delivered it to the leader's desk herself.
Before waiting for the leader's instructions, she swaggered into Song Yiqing's car.
"Chairman Song is different. This car is so majestic."
Song Yiqing rolled her eyes at her, went to the line, and thought she was awesome.
Cars were speeding on the road, and the trees on both sides were receding.
Lu Xiaoman lay on the car window: "Where are we going?"
"A new shopping mall has opened in the city center. Let's go take a look and buy two sets of clothes."
The word "mall" is new to them. The supply and marketing cooperative still exists, and everyone usually buys things here.
Only rich people will go to the emerging shopping malls to buy all kinds of foreign gadgets.
Lu Xiaoman frowned: "Shopping mall? What is that?"
Song Yiqing explained: "It's a large supply and marketing cooperative. You'll know it when you go there."
The car stopped at the door of a building, and Song Yiqing and Lu Xiaoman got out of the car.
The front door of the building was filled with flower baskets to congratulate the opening, with a huge plaque hanging on it - Xinduhui Commercial Building.
Lu Xiaoman looked up: "Is this the shopping mall you call?"
Song Yiqing nodded. This was an industry that Luo Mingsheng invested in during his lifetime. She had read the business plan and found that this sales model was hundreds of times better than the original sales model.
With the improvement of people's living standards, the number of people buying things in shopping malls will definitely exceed the number of people buying things in supply and marketing cooperatives.
"Let's go in and have a look."
The mall is divided into small single rooms, and everyone is sorting out the stalls and putting out the goods for sale.
The first floor is where shoes and fabrics are sold. Lu Xiaoman walked past each room: "This place is too big."
"There's more upstairs."
Song Yiqing took her along the stairs to the second floor.
The second floor is a place to buy clothes. The shops here have novel styles and bright colors, saying goodbye to the single colors in the supply and marketing cooperatives.
Lu Xiaoman couldn't help but admire: "These clothes are really good. They are no worse than those abroad."
Song Yiqing asked: "Have you ever been abroad?"
"No, but I have seen the clothes they brought back from abroad. The quality is very good."
Hearing her praise of foreign products, Song Yiqing's desire for comparison was immediately aroused: "Come on, let's try our domestic products too."
She chose a gray coat, made of cashmere material, with a generous and decent cut, which suited her tall figure very well.