From abandoned baby to CEO

Looking at Sun Xue in front of him, Liu Qingsong was stunned and turned red.

He stood up, not forgetting to glance at the classmates around him, and then followed Sun Xue uneasily to a willow tree on the playground.

"Liu Qingsong, I want you to do me a favor, can you?"

Sun Xue said with a smile.

"Let me help? Oh, just say it."

"Have you seen those students wearing white short-sleeves? Do you think their short-sleeves look good?"

Sun Xue pointed at a group of people undergoing military training not far away.

Liu Qingsong looked at it, scratched his head and said, "It's indeed pretty."

He glanced at Sun Xue doubtfully, not knowing what Sun Xue wanted to say.

"Those are all what I sold to them. I want you to do me a favor. I'll get you a few pieces when I'm done. You can ask the boys in the class if they want any. If you can sell them, I'll give you 6 yuan for each piece. money."

"Ah! No way? Did you really sell it to them? Where did you get it from?"

Liu Qingsong was very surprised when he heard Sun Xue's words.

"I got it from the wholesale market!"

"Sun Xue, I didn't realize that you are really capable. Okay, bring it to me when the time comes and I will ask for you."

Sun Xue asked Liu Qingsong to help because she thought Liu Qingsong was a nice person. Sun Xue was especially touched by Liu Qingsong's help to her after she suffered a heat stroke. Through chatting with Sun Xue, she learned that Liu Qingsong's family conditions were not very good, so she wanted to help Liu Qingsong. Sun Xue didn't want to sell in front of her classmates. She was afraid that her classmates would laugh at her, so she thought of Liu Qingsong.

When they separated, Sun Xue and Liu Qingsong made an appointment to meet at the playground at 8 o'clock. Sun Xue also specifically told Liu Qingsong not to say that he gave the short-sleeved shirt to him. If his classmates asked, just say it was from a friend.

After the military training, Sun Xue ate the noodles as usual and then headed to the wholesale market.

This time, because she took 20 pieces at once, after bargaining, the deal was made at 9 yuan per piece. Sun Xue also specially picked up a few more styles that the students generally thought were the best.

At 8 o'clock, Sun Xue gave 5 pieces of short-sleeved shirts to Liu Qingsong on time.

Sun Xue took the remaining 15 pieces of T-shirts to the boys' dormitory. Sun Xue sold out all 15 pieces of T-shirts before the lights went out in the dormitory.

Sun Xue made a net profit of 135 yuan from this batch of goods.

This is the most money she has made in these days.

Sun Xue calculated that she had earned more than 2 yuan in a few days.

In the northern region where Sun Xue is located, in 1996, the salary of ordinary workers was only about 500 yuan.

Sun Xue earned half a month's salary of a worker in just a few days.

Sun Xue didn't expect that making money could be so easy. Just go to the market and earn money just by talking.

She was so excited, but she didn't know who to share this great joy with.

Sun Xue knew that this matter should not be made public. Once the students knew about it, the impact would definitely be bad. This is also the reason why she does not promote to her classmates.

Now she has more than 300 yuan in hand, but she realizes that the market is still huge. She has only swept two floors of the boys' dormitory, and there are still five floors left to sweep.

There is no airtight wall, as more and more people on campus put on the short-sleeves sold to them by Sun Xue. Everyone knows that there is a skinny girl among the freshmen who goes to the boys' dormitory every night to sell short-sleeved shirts.

This matter also spread quickly among the freshmen in each class. Of course, the students in Sun Xue's class were also discussing this matter.

In addition, Liu Qingsong sold 5 pieces of short-sleeved shirts to the boys in the class, and Sun Xue suddenly became the focus of the class.

Some boys in the class also ridiculed Sun Xue and Liu Qingsong, saying that they teamed up to deceive them. The clothes clearly belonged to Sun Xue, but Liu Qingsong told them that they belonged to a friend.

They ridiculed Liu Qingsong, saying that Liu Qingsong was a fool who was fooled by Sun Xue. He also said that wholesale short-sleeved shirts only cost 5 yuan. Sun Xuexin was so evil that he sold them for 18 yuan.

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For a time, they could say anything. Sun Xue and Liu Qingsong became the targets of denunciation by the boys in the class. They pointed all their conflicts at Sun Xue.

When Sun Xue heard this, she could only shake her head helplessly. She doesn't want to explain anything. Even if she does, can others believe what she says?

During the intermission of military training, Liu Qingsong came to see Sun Xue. Sun Xue walked out of the crowd and followed Liu Qingsong to the other side of the playground. Sun Xue clearly felt that the classmates were looking at them strangely.

As I walked, I heard boys talking behind me:

"Did you see that the man named Sun Xue is trying to fool Liu Qingsong again? I wonder what deceitful thing they are going to discuss again?"

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The sound was not very loud, but it reached the ears of Sun Xue and Liu Qingsong clearly.

Sun Xue saw the expression on Liu Qingsong's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Sun Xue, this is the money from selling clothes. It's 90 yuan in total. Count it."

Liu Qingsong looked unhappy.

"Liu Qingsong, as I agreed before, I will give you 6 yuan for each piece you buy. You can keep the 30 yuan."

Sun Xue smiled and handed 30 yuan to Liu Qingsong.

"I don't want it, you keep all the money."

"Liu Qingsong, did you hear what those boys in the class said? It's really not like what they said..."

Sun Xue anxiously explained to Liu Qingsong.

"Stop talking, you can sell things yourself from now on. I don't have time."

Liu Qingsong looked aggrieved.

After saying this, Liu Qingsong turned and left.

Watching Liu Qingsong leave angrily, Sun Xue froze in place for a few minutes.

Unexpectedly, he planned to help Liu Qingsong, but his kindness was resented by Liu Qingsong.

At this moment, Sun Xue felt very aggrieved.

However, Sun Xue knew in her heart that no matter how others did not understand her or wronged her, But you still have to do it. If you don’t do it, no one will solve the problem of living expenses for you.

Sun Xue originally planned to join forces with Liu Qingsong in wholesale business in the future, which could be regarded as helping him.

Liu Qingsong was Sun Xue's first friend at school, which could be considered a kind of fate.

Why! Unexpectedly, Liu Qingsong was so beaten down by gossip.

Sun Xue's unwillingness to admit defeat came back again. The more her classmates attacked her, the more she wanted to prove it to them.

Sun Xue came to the cafeteria early before dinner in the afternoon. After dinner, she waited for Liu Qingsong at the door of the cafeteria.

After a while, Liu Qingsong walked out of the cafeteria laughing with several boys in the class.

"Liu Qingsong!"

Sun Xue shouted.

Hearing Sun Xue's shout, Liu Qingsong was stunned, stopped and looked at Sun Xue in panic.

"I have something to ask you." Sun Xue walked up to Liu Qingsong and said.

The boys next to him looked at Liu Qingsong, then at Sun Xue, and left with strange smiles on their faces.

"Didn't I tell you? You sell your things yourself. I don't have time. I have other things to do."

Liu Qingsong kicked the stones under his feet and said impatiently.

"That's not what I'm looking for you for."

"Ah? What else do you want from me?"