After a flash marriage, I became the beautiful wife of a wealthy heir

That stack of money was at least five or six hundred yuan.

No matter how much Wang Huimin gave to Wenxiu, Wenxiu just refused to give it.

"Big sister, I've caused you so much trouble today. I feel bad about it. How dare I take your money?"

Seeing that Wenxiu insisted on not accepting the money, Wang Huimin had no choice but to put the money back into her bag.

When Wenxiu returned to the Zhao family villa, it was already dark.

Wen Li and Zhao Zhengfeng have returned.

Wenli was the chef today and although the food wasn’t as delicious as Wenxiu’s, everyone still praised her cooking.

Wenxiu pushed the door open and walked in, seeing the whole family sitting around the dining table eating.

Zhao Zhengfeng heard the sound of the door, turned his head, looked, then quickly stood up and walked over.

He said enthusiastically, "Wenxiu, you must be starving. Come and eat at the table. Your sister Wenli made this. How about trying her cooking?"

Wenxiu walked over and sat down, happily greeting everyone and said, "I've eaten, you guys eat first, I'll sit with you for a while."

"Xiu, where did you go today? You're a grown-up girl, don't run around. It always makes people worry," Wenxiu's mother glared at her daughter.

"Mom, I didn't tell you because I wanted to give you a surprise. I was afraid that if I told you, everyone would not let me go." Wenxiu curled her lips and smiled.

Wenxiu then recounted in detail how she and Sun Shaoliang and his wife had set up a stall to sell clothes at the market.

Of course, she didn't mention being bullied.

Ever since Wenxiu learned to drive and met Sun Shaoliang and his wife, she has always dreamed of having her own business.

She practiced setting up a stall with Sister Wang Huimin today, and also wanted to try selling clothes on the street.

She thought it over carefully on her way home.

She plans to first buy a second-hand van to load and transport the laundry.

In this way, she could go to markets in different places and set up stalls to sell clothes like her elder brother Sun Shaoliang.

"Wenxiu, do you also want to set up a stall to sell clothes at the market?" Wen Li suddenly stopped picking up food with her chopsticks and stared at her sister in a daze.

"Sister, I want to try it." Wenxiu smiled and nodded to Sister Wenli.

"Setting up a street stall is a very hard and unstable job. Our advertising store has just gotten on the right track and is showing some improvement. It is more stable." Wen Li glanced at Zhao Zhengfeng, then looked at her sister and told the truth.

"I want to challenge myself. Sister Huimin and brother Shaoliang made more than 2,000 yuan in one trip today. I don't want to be limited to the advertising store. I think setting up a street stall is more suitable for me."

"Let's run the advertising store well. The dividends at the end of the year will be much more than what you earn outside."

Wenxiu has experienced many things since she came to Zhao Zhengfeng's house. Her thoughts are no longer the same as before. She has her own ideas. She only wants to rely on her own strength to create a world of her own.

Wenxiu didn't want to say these overly straightforward words out loud, lest people think that she was unreasonable and had become estranged from everyone.

Although Zhao Zhengfeng hasn't had much exchange of ideas with Wenxiu recently, he intuitively feels that Wenxiu's independent character has become stronger, which may have something to do with Tangni. After all, Wenxiu is the matchmaker between him and Tangni, and they communicate more with each other.

These are just Zhao Zhengfeng's superficial views of Wenxiu.

He took a look at Wenxiu's stubborn look, smiled and said to Wenli: "Wenxiu has her own ideas and interests. If she wants to do something, let her try it. If it doesn't work out, she can come back."

"Wenxiu, I support you. I will get you the start-up capital. This may be the first pot of gold in your life. If you don't try, how do you know if you can't do it? What if it succeeds?" Zhao Zhengfeng showed his support to Wenxiu with a sincere smile without waiting for Wenli to express her opinion.

Zhao Zhengfeng's support gave Wenxiu great confidence and made her more determined.

"Thank you, Brother Zhengfeng. I have enough money for my needs."

"Wenxiu, just listen to Zhengfeng. After all, you are his sister, and as a brother, it is your duty to give some money to help your sister."

My godmother, who had been eating in a wheelchair beside the table, finally spoke.

She put down the chopsticks in her hand, took out a card from her pocket and handed it to Wenxiu.

"Girl, take this card. The password is your birthday. Everything is difficult at the beginning, so you need money up front."

"Mother Jiang, I can't take it. You keep it." Wenxiu refused with both hands.

"Take this card, my girl. I can't be your godmother for nothing. I can't just watch you get into trouble. The money in the card isn't much, just over 200,000..."

Since the day Wenxiu started taking photos, Mrs. Jiang had been prepared and had even prepared the cards for Wenxiu, but she had never expected that Wenxiu would do this as a living.

This money was the money she planned to use to buy a similar car for Wenxiu after she finished her driving lessons.

Old Mrs. Jiang wanted to give Wenxiu money, but Wenxiu refused. In the end, Wenxiu couldn't persuade the old lady and had to accept it.

Now Old Lady Jiang really treats Wenxiu as her own daughter. Giving Wenxiu money does not mean that she supports Wenxiu in her heart.

"It's okay if the weather is fine, but what if it rains continuously and there is no one in the market, who will you sell to? I think your sister Wenli is right. Your business is uncertain and unstable. You should think carefully about it. We are just giving you a reminder. The decision is yours." Old Mrs. Jiang finally said what she was worried about.

"Xiu, your godmother is right, just listen to her." Wen Xiu's mother continued to persuade her daughter.

Wen Xiu smiled calmly: "Don't be afraid of the rain. If you can't sell offline, you can still sell it online."

Everyone looked at each other, then at Wenxiu, feeling that what she said was right, but easier said than done.

They had no choice but to agree to Wenxiu's idea and continued eating.

After dinner, Wenxiu took the initiative to take on the task of washing up.

Wenxiu's mother and Wenli came over to help Wenxiu.

Wenxiu pushed her mother out of the kitchen and asked her mother to chat with Jiang's mother while watching TV.

She and Sister Wenli chatted while washing.

Wenxiu told Wenli her ideas - how to select sources of goods, how to arrange the stall, and how to communicate with customers. These were all told to her by the experienced Wang Huimin.

"Sister, as long as I work hard, I will succeed."

"This is also the first time in my life that I'm taking charge of something big on my own. I don't want to give up easily. You have to support me."

"To be honest, you don't have to work so hard. If you marry Haoxuan and he becomes your rich wife, will he still let you do anything? Even their families won't agree!"

"Sister Wenli, Haoxuan is fine."

"You don't know, the main person in charge of their family is Old Lady Su, and Haoxuan's mother. It's still unclear whether Haoxuan and I can succeed. Oh! Let's take it one step at a time. Earning money to support yourself is the hard truth."

Wenxiu had already realized that the two women in Su Haoxuan's family looked down on her.

"If you want to set up a street stall, I won't stop you. If you want to buy a van, just buy a new one. I will feel at ease when I drive it."

"Um……"

All things are difficult at the beginning. Wenxiu is thinking about what kind of car to buy that would be more economical.