Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 267: At the End of the Day, She Is Actually a Very Selfish Person

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: At the End of the Day, She Is Actually a Very Selfish Person

Xu Qinghuan sat on a small stool at the door, taking things out one by one, a one-pound chunk of pork belly, a big bone, five pounds of rice and five pounds of flour, fully concentrated, not hearing what Yu Xiaomin was saying.

She seemed to be daydreaming.

Yu Xiaomin and Qiao Xinyu exchanged a glance, both feeling she was acting oddly.

Qiao Xinyu came over and gently tapped her shoulder, Xu Qinghuan jumped in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Xinyu shrank back her hand in fright, "I should be asking you that, who stole your soul, your Jiang Xingye?"

Xu Qinghuan sighed, "Sisters, to be honest, is being with me quite tiring? In other words, if you guys were men, would you choose to be with me?"

The two of them shook their heads frantically.

Xu Qinghuan didn’t say anything else, got up, and went into the room.

Yu Xiaomin and Qiao Xinyu exchanged another glance, both somewhat regretting, why tell the truth, just cheer her up.

They followed her inside too, Xu Qinghuan sat at the table, staring into space.

Qiao Xinyu went over and rubbed her head, "What happened, did that bastard Jiang Xingye bully you?"

Yu Xiaomin said, "That surely couldn’t be, it’s always Huanhuan who’s bullying others."

Xu Qinghuan felt truly downhearted, she mainly felt she was quite rotten, she thought she was very excellent, whether in looks, knowledge, or finances, she could say she had the advantage.

The reason she always calls Xu Jing’an her dad isn’t because she’s particularly grateful, but because Xu Jing’an can give her a high starting point in life.

In this world, being a martyr’s orphan is practically a golden shield, protecting her completely, sparing her from persecution.

If Song Wanlin hadn’t married into the Lu Family, she might even have entangled with Song Wanlin for her own benefit.

She didn’t acknowledge Song Wanlin not just because Song Wanlin betrayed Xu Jing’an, but mainly because she was afraid Song Wanlin would drag her down.

In essence, she was actually quite a selfish person.

People can be too selfish, only thinking about themselves, every move is very utilitarian, never considering others’ feelings.

Like Jiang Xingye, should he really love her?

At this moment, to Jiang Xingye, she felt like an uninvited deity who Jiang Xingye worshipped, quietly waiting for the day she might leave. Whether he would be sad wasn’t important; what mattered was that he never thought to hold her back.

Nor did he ever think about being together forever.

A sense of defeat rose involuntarily.

Xu Qinghuan felt very uncomfortable, she buried her head in Qiao Xinyu’s embrace, fiercely suppressing her tears, "No, it’s always me bullying him, how could he possibly bully me?"

She once thought she could treat Jiang Xingye as an anchor point in this world, but in fact, she was incompatible with the mainstream thoughts of the world.

People in this era are sincere, passionate, loyal, selfless, yet singularly unutilitarian.

"Tell me, what’s going on? You look like you’re under the weather, are you feeling unwell?" Qiao Xinyu touched her forehead.

Xu Qinghuan shook her head, "I am a doctor. I know if I’m sick or not. I’m fine, no illness, just a problem I can’t figure out, can’t understand."

"What problem?" Yu Xiaomin always felt she looked burdened with concerns, "If there’s anything, you must tell us, more people mean more strength."

But this isn’t a matter of many hands making light work.

"Yes, I know, I’m fine." Xu Qinghuan didn’t want to be pretentious, waved her hand.

Chen Dewen and his group took a stroll up the mountain in the afternoon and came back, only picking some mountain produce like chestnuts and hazelnuts. Seeing the pure, natural mountain goods, Xu Qinghuan thought of going up the mountain to pick some herself later.

"Oh right, we talked earlier about starting a clothing production factory, didn’t we? I’ve already made the design drawings; now it’s just the matter of purchasing fabrics, cutting, sewing, and shipping."

Xu Qinghuan handed the book and two pieces of fabric to Yu Xiaomin, "Make me a set of men’s clothing, the size is labeled at the back."

Xu Qinghuan pointed out a shirt and a pair of pants to Yu Xiaomin, roughly having the cutting sizes marked.

Qiao Xinyu leaned over, "Is this for your Jiang Comrade?"

Xu Qinghuan did not deny it.

Yu Xiaomin flipped through the book, the clothes drawn on models, each piece enchanting, leaving one amazed at the unique design and magical thinking.

"These clothes are all so beautiful, I want every set."

"So beautiful, every set is gorgeous, Huanhuan, how did you come up with these ideas?" Yu Xiaomin couldn’t put down the design book.

"I’ll go and talk to my dad first thing tomorrow, let him try to find a way to get some fabric sent over." Qiao Xinyu said.

"The best way is to find a local supply chain, then sell the finished products to big cities." Zheng Siqi tapped his finger on the table, "I’m going on a business trip tomorrow, I’ll also help you find a channel."

"Ah, you’re going on a business trip? Where to?" Xu Qinghuan asked, "Is it for the furniture factory or the threshing machine business?"

"I’ll be running both businesses," Zheng Siqi said, "The sales for the furniture factory and threshing machine are merged, I’m in charge of the north side, Chen Dewen is in charge of the south side."

Yu Xiaomin asked, "What about Dai Yifeng?"

Dai Yifeng answered, "He is in charge of the factory management and the accounting side."

"Is this all decided? You all are handling management work, the production team has no objections?"

Qiao Xinyu, busy with the clothing production matters, hadn’t managed the affairs on the furniture and threshing machine factories, unexpectedly, the personnel was already finalized.

"These positions weren’t decided by anyone; to be honest, Lao Jiang is quite capable, you apply for the positions yourself, as long as you think you’re capable. However, anyone who doesn’t perform well and causes the factory losses must compensate for it."

Old Jiang refers to Jiang Xingye; the more interactions the three had with Jiang Xingye, the more admiration they had for this man.

Dai Yifeng said, "Just talking about the sales work, it sounds nice, getting to run in big cities, but Lao Jiang also said, the travel expenses can be reimbursed, yet if a business trip fails to bring in orders, you have to cover the costs yourself."

Many people haven’t even left Anguang County, even if tempted by the sales work, they dare not say they could do it.

Only Chen Dewen and Zheng Siqi, those seen-the-world educated youths, had the courage to claim they could handle the business.

"Then how is your salary calculated?" Xu Qinghuan was curious.

She had talked with Jiang Xingye about production line layouts, production processes, purchasing, incoming inspections, the inspections needed before shipping, but never about salary.

Because she truly didn’t understand the salary gradation of that era, she feared Jiang Xingye would follow her advice into a misunderstanding, ultimately creating problems.

"Lao Jiang said, our salaries depend entirely on ourselves, selling a piece of equipment or furniture, you earn one percent of the profit." Zheng Siqi spoke with some flair.

Xu Qinghuan could totally understand, yet was greatly shocked that Jiang Xingye already had the concept of sales commission of later generations, one could indeed say he was a business talent.

"Hey, is your family coming for dinner or not?" Yu Xiaomin had put the dishes on the table. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Qin Baifan had also arrived, washing his hands by the well.

Just as her words fell, Jiang Xingye appeared outside the courtyard wall, Xu Qinghuan glanced over and met his dark eyes, a glint of fragmented light flashed inside, he stared directly at her, striding over quickly.