Chapter 42 Retribution

  "We'll make up for each other's shortcomings!" Lin Zixian suddenly became spirited, with a look of sudden enlightenment. He flicked his cigarette butt away, moved his chair to her side, and said with shining eyes: "I just so happen to have some money on hand. I'll invest the funds, you can manage it, and after the store opens, you can take care of everything. We'll split the profits 50/50. What do you say?"

  Although things are good, Tong Yunan feels that it's too cheap, what if they lose money, he won't be affected much, but Lin Zixian will suffer the greatest loss.

  But she couldn't stand Lin Zile's nonsense, he would say one moment that he wanted to take the money to do this, and then say another moment that he wanted to take the money to do that, making Tong Yunan listen with a racing heart, those unwise things sounded like throwing money into water no matter how she listened.

  When he heard him say that he wanted to take all his savings and throw them into the stock market to speculate, and said that he would do it immediately, Tong Yunan, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but say: "You've always said that you don't understand stocks and are just going to try your luck. Why not start some real business instead? Why not open a clothing store? Clothing, food, shelter, and transportation are the foundation of people's livelihoods. Even if you lose money, it won't be as bad as losing everything in the stock market."

  Lin Zi lazily rolled her eyes, pointed to herself and asked: "Do you think I'm the material for selling clothes? Selling clothes is still okay. Or should I just speculate in stocks, my luck can't be that bad, right? What if I stumble upon a stock that makes me rich overnight, doubling or tripling my money... Hehe! Just don't know what the probability of this happening is."

  Tong Yunan endured and endured, stifled and stifled, the kitchen knife almost cut her fingers, finally gritted her teeth and said: "I've done some business, otherwise it would be like you said at first, you open a clothing store, I'll help you manage it, as for the profit, let's just forget about splitting it in half, you can just pay me a salary."

  Lin Zixian disagreed again, wanting to take half of the profits, but Tong Yunan insisted on not taking advantage of it. In the end, both parties retreated one step, and under Lin Zixian's persuasion, Tong Yunan agreed to take 20% of the shares and receive a fixed salary every month.

  After things were confirmed, Lin Zixian handed over the kitchen to her and went to pick up Zhang Beibei.

  After leaving the yard, Lin Zi couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. He had racked his brains from buying vegetables to setting up a plan, and it wasn't until now that he finally achieved his goal. It was clear that he wanted to help others, but instead, he had to make himself look like a spendthrift, pretending that others were helping him. This logic is hard to understand!

  But what can be done! Tong Yunan has been hit hard, and that little self-esteem is already very fragile, it's the last line of her survival. She's not like those shameless people in society who can get by with a thick face. If you help her openly, even if others accept it reluctantly, they will still have psychological burdens and feel like they owe someone something. He has no choice but to bend around and humble himself, who made him handsome and a good person!

  He rode his bike slowly on the road, took out that broken mobile phone, turned it on, and found another bunch of unconnected calls, some from Meng Zidan, some from Qiao Antian, but most were still from Ning Lan.

  He directly filtered out the last two, now too lazy to bother with them, found a quiet place and dialed Meng Zidan's phone.

  As soon as the call connected, Meng Zidan's voice came pouring in: "You crazy dog, do you have the nerve to call me?"

  He now has a request for someone, and has made up his mind to not fight back or retort, speaking in an extremely friendly tone, smiling and saying: "Director Meng, I had a bit too much to drink yesterday, if I said anything inappropriate, please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart."

  The person opposite looked stunned, and said in a strange tone: "Wait! Let me see if the sun is rising from the west today... Hmm! It's actually rising from the east! This doesn't sound like something you, Lin, would say! You're trying to curry favor without a reason, either a thief or a liar... If I'm not mistaken, you've sobered up and want that 10 million back now! Come on, call me 'auntie' first and make me happy, then we can talk about returning the money."

  Her tone was gone yesterday's flustered, instead full of complacent. However, she answered the phone while in the office holding a mirror, looking left and right, yesterday being angered by someone didn't sleep well all night, now two panda eyes with thick powder couldn't cover up.

  "What you said, the money sent out doesn't have any reason to come back. Let's just consider that one million as my apology for speaking out of turn yesterday. If you're still not satisfied, I'll send you another million." Lin Zixian said with a big smile.

  "Hey! Are you trying to calm me down or provoke me on purpose? Am I really the kind of person who likes bastards?"

  "Hmm... I actually like this son of a bitch money, if you don't want it, I can help you out and take it in, as long as you calm down."

  "Cut the nonsense, you wouldn't think of me unless something's up, so spit it out! What is it?"

  "General Hong has seen through it, indeed. Lin Zixian smiled awkwardly into the phone: "I was thinking of asking for your help with a small matter."

  "Listen, listen, I know you're not a good person. You don't deserve to be scolded by others as someone who eats people without spitting out bones. If you deserved it, you'd be standing here pretending to be innocent. Are you disgusted or not? How could Ning Lan have fallen for a cheap person like you...” Mo Zidan splashed out a string of insults, leaving herself speechless. Only then did she realize the other party hadn't reacted and immediately asked: "Hey! Are you still listening?" Insulting someone without an audience is so unfulfilling.

  "Dear General Meng, I'm all ears. Lin Zixian smiled wryly, thinking that he had indeed offended someone last night in his moment of venting, but he didn't expect to suffer the consequences so soon. It's true that heaven's justice is always served."

  "Go away, who are you dear to, go say your disgusting words to Ning Lan." Having vented enough, Meng Zidan also wondered why this guy suddenly came running over to look for a scolding, and asked seriously: "Speak! What business do you have with me?"

  "That... I want to open a clothing store in Donghai, but I'm not familiar with this line at all. With the resources in your hands, General Meng, you should be able to help me plan it well, so I'd like to ask for your help." Lin Zixian said with a smile.

  He had no choice but to ask her, originally intending to entrust Ning Lan or Qiao An Tian with it. However, he keenly sensed that the grudge between Ming Hua and Sheng Qing wouldn't end so simply. He didn't want to bring trouble to Tong Yu Nang and her mother, plus last time he vaguely heard Ning Lan mention that this Meng Zi Dan had official and military background, having this card, making him the best candidate naturally.

  "Did I hear that right? You want to open a clothing store and sell clothes?" Meng Zidan's tone was suddenly filled with surprise, "Someone who can casually splurge a million yuan without batting an eye would actually bother making such small money?" He continued to ask, "Unless you're planning on running your own brand and opening a chain of clothing stores?"

  Apart from this, she couldn't figure out why this guy wanted to open a clothing store. Even if he was bored, it wouldn't be like him to play around like this!

  "I don't have such big ambitions, just running a small shop is fine, not requiring too high-end or too low-end, just moderate is okay, earning more or less doesn't matter, the only requirement is that even if I don't have any experience in clothing sales, I won't lose money, suitable for beginners to practice. Hmm! Add one more condition, best to specialize in women's wear." Lin Zixian smiled very flatteringly.

  On the other side, Meng Zidan was completely bewildered, with question marks flashing one after another on her forehead as she tried to figure out what this guy was up to. One thing she could be certain of, just by listening to his request, was that he wasn't doing it for the money.

  "Ming Hua Group has its own clothing brand! Why don't you go ask Ning Lan for help?" Mo Zi Dan asked in surprise.

  "There must be a reason why I'm looking for you!" Lin Zixian pleaded: "Director Meng, please help! Money is no problem, all expenses will be paid as you say, not a cent less."

  "Will one hundred billion lines be enough?" Meng Zidan asked tentatively.

  "Good... uh..." Lin Zixian was about to agree, but then he heard the amount and it wasn't right! After reacting, he almost choked to death. He became a bit angry and said: "Meng Zidan, are you addicted to blackmail? I'm talking serious business with you, don't think I'm joking."

  The Mongolian guy on the other end of the phone covered the receiver and laughed so hard he was bent over, gasping for air. After finally catching his breath, he put on a serious face and said, "You're broke, what's with the act like you're some big shot?"

  Lin Zixian was blocked and left speechless, unable to utter a single word.

  "Alright! I've got this taken care of, remember, don't turn off your phone again, and I'll notify you as soon as there's any news." After finishing speaking, Meng Zidan directly hung up the phone and buried her head on the office desk, laughing so hard that she was shaking all over. She herself didn't know how many years it had been since she'd felt this happy. After laughing, she leaned back in her chair but suddenly felt a little spaced out, thinking about her own future...

  Lin Zi was speechless, asking the vast sky, and after a long time, he finally sighed: "Revenge!"

  But he knew that someone like Meng Zidan would handle things quickly once they agreed, so he shook his head and rode off on his bicycle to pick up Zhang Beibei.

  After school, Zhang Beibei didn't want to stay alone on the teaching building waiting for Lin Zixian. She was mainly worried that someone would carry her downstairs and be seen by her classmates. With the help of several female classmates, she supported herself down the stairs and walked towards the school gate.

  A small car that had just passed by them stopped not far ahead, and Huang Mao stuck his head out of the window to take a look before turning back to the back seat excitedly: "Boss, you take a look, your school still has such beautiful girls! I'll go pull her into the car to play with us." He pointed at Zhang Beibei who was being supported by her classmates.

  "Slap" High Yunliang slapped him down with a loud slap, angrily saying: "You little devil! The principal's rank is much higher than my uncle's. If you cause trouble in school, it will be embarrassing for my uncle too. When have you ever seen me flirting with girls in school? Think about it after we leave the campus."

  Huang Mao didn't get angry, and instead looked at Zhang Bei with greedy eyes, nodding repeatedly: "Big brother is right, we'll wait for her outside the school. Sanzi, drive quickly." The small car quickly drove out of the school and stopped on the opposite side.