Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

After dinner, Aunt Zhou and Qiu Ming sent Zhang Zhiqiang to the door. Although they believed in Zhang Zhiqiang in their hearts, they still couldn't believe that Zhang Zhiqiang could drive without seeing it with their own eyes.

"Aunt Zhou, Uncle, I'm leaving now. I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

Zhang Zhiqiang sat in the car, familiarized himself with it, started the engine skillfully, released the handbrake, stepped on the clutch, and shifted gears in one go. He stepped on the accelerator and the car shot out a long distance.

"Well, I said Qiangzi would open it."

Aunt Zhou glanced at Qiu Ming proudly.

"Well, this kid is a talent."

Seeing Zhang Zhiqiang start so quickly, Qiu Ming touched his chin and said.

"Then let's make a bet that you lose. Let's make it five times. When does it start?"

Aunt Zhou gently took Qiu Ming's arm, and Qiu Ming was frightened.

Then he smiled and said, "Well, you said you wanted to make a bet, I didn't say anything about it, you have to be reasonable."

Qiu Ming tried to escape Aunt Zhou's tricks, but to no avail.

"I'm living with you, not reasoning with you. Come in."

Qiu Ming was pulled into the house by Aunt Zhou with a bitter face...

The words are divided into two parts.

Zhang Zhiqiang drove to Xueru Silk Shop, parked the car and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I saw Chen Xueru sitting at the front desk with a sad face.

"Hello, boss."

Zhang Zhiqiang greeted her and pulled Chen Xueru out of her thoughts.

"Oh, it's my little brother. Why did you think of coming to my sister today?"

Chen Xueru put on a smiling face and said to Zhang Zhiqiang.

"I'm getting married tomorrow, and I thought I'd come over to pick up the dress I ordered."

Zhang Zhiqiang said with a happy smile on his face.

"Oh, it's so early. This is really not good news."

Zhang Zhiqiang frowned. How could this not be good news? Could it be that his clothes were not ready yet?

"It seems like my sister really has no chance now."

Chen Xueru's next words dispelled Zhang Zhiqiang's doubts. Well, this boss is making fun of him again.

However, Zhang Zhiqiang also admires Chen Xueru very much. In this era, there are really not many people who dare to joke like this.

"Boss, you're kidding. Are my clothes ready?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked.

"It's done. My name is Chen Xueru. If you call me Sister Xueru, I'll get it for you."

Chen Xueru twisted her body as she spoke, exuding the charm of a mature woman, which made Zhang Zhiqiang blush.

"Sister Xueru?"

Zhang Zhiqiang murmured softly, but he didn't expect that Chen Xueru heard it.

"Hey, I'll get you some clothes right away."

Chen Xueru responded exaggeratedly and walked inside with her hips twisted.

Zhang Zhiqiang was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he wanted to run away. This was really embarrassing.

Chen Xueru came back after a while, holding a big bag in her hands.

"Look, brother, each of these stitches was made by me, my sister, and they all represent my feelings for you."

Chen Xueru took out clothes from the bag. It was a beige Zhongshan suit, which was in line with the mainstream color of the era.

"Come on, try it on and see if it fits."

Chen Xueru said this and prepared to help Zhang Zhiqiang try.

"Uh, I'll do it myself."

Zhang Zhiqiang quickly took it and put it on, still thinking about it.

What are all your feelings? You talk as if you are marrying another woman with one woman's feelings. Isn't this a scumbag?

The clothes were changed quickly. Since Chen Xueru could run a clothing store, of course her craftsmanship was extraordinary. The clothes were made to fit perfectly, which made Zhang Zhiqiang's overall temperament more refined.

Chen Xueru looked at her work with satisfaction and praised: "Brother, you are still very handsome. I don't know how many young girls and wives will be fascinated by wearing this outfit."

Seeing that the clothes fit, Zhang Zhiqiang quickly took them off and changed into his own clothes, then took out five yuan and fifty cents from his pocket.

"Boss, please stop teasing me. Here are the remaining five dollars and fifty cents. Give it to you."

Zhang Zhiqiang handed over the money.

"What do you mean by boss? What? You don't think I can be your sister?"

Chen Xueru said unhappily.

"How could that be possible? It's my honor."

Zhang Zhiqiang said quickly.

"Okay, then call me Sister Xueru from now on. I won't make any money from you when you buy things."

Chen Xueru said with a smile that it was a happy thing to have a good-looking brother.

"Okay, Sister Xueru, I saw you looking sad when I came in just now. Are you unhappy?"

Zhang Zhiqiang changed the subject and asked.

Speaking of this, Chen Xueru's face showed a hint of sadness.

"That's right. Recently the street office came over and said they wanted some kind of public-private partnership and assigned a manager to me. But can this shop still be mine?"

This is not a secret. Zhang Zhiqiang just said it when he asked Chen Xueru.

Zhang Zhiqiang then remembered that the country had actually already started implementing pilot projects of public-private partnerships, starting with century-old brands such as Dongxinglou and Fengzeyuan.

The main purpose is to coordinate and dispatch, as well as to promote state-owned enterprises. By now, public-private partnership should be fully implemented.

This is the tide of the times, and no one can stop it.

Zhang Zhiqiang organized his words.

"Sister Xueru, I have some understanding of the situation you are talking about."

Chen Xueru's eyes lit up. This handsome brother knew a lot.

"The government is not going to take your shop away for nothing. Instead, it will buy it based on the number of years you have run it. You will still be the one running it. It's just that there will be one more person over your head."

Zhang Zhiqiang told everyone what he knew.

"Ah? Isn't it for nothing?"

Chen Xueru thought to herself that if someone paid for it, it would not be unacceptable.

"Yes, to put it bluntly, your business will definitely be affected, but not necessarily in a bad way."

"Now public-private partnership is inevitable. If you don't agree, this shop will definitely not be able to continue."

Zhang Zhiqiang nodded and said seriously.

"what?"

A trace of panic flashed across Chen Xueru's face. She had taken over this shop from her father. If she didn't open the silk shop, Chen Xueru didn't know what else she could do.

"If you ask me, Sister Xueru, you should go to the street office tomorrow and make this happen."

"You will be the first person to try it out, and the street will definitely promote it vigorously."

"Maybe your business will be even better than before."

Zhang Zhiqiang expressed his thoughts, saying that the street needs a role model now, and he would definitely be treated preferentially if he went there early.

Chen Xueru thought about it and it seemed to be true. According to her understanding, many businesses were preparing to unite to boycott, and it was indeed a good opportunity to get there.

Chen Xueru was able to expand the silk shop to such a large scale, so she must be smart and courageous.

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time and take the deed to finalize the matter tomorrow."

"I think it must be correct. Sister Xueru, I'm leaving first. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

"I'll give it to you."

Chen Xueru sent Zhang Zhiqiang to the door and saw a car parked there.

I was daydreaming just now and didn't notice the car coming.

"yours?"

Chen Xueru asked.

"No, we're getting married tomorrow, so I borrowed it. Sister Xueru, I'm leaving first."

After Zhang Zhiqiang got in the car, he drove away skillfully.

Chen Xueru's gaze gradually became firm, and she prepared to go to the street tomorrow. Even if the car did not belong to this brother, the person who could borrow the car was not an ordinary person, and maybe he had some inside information.

Chen Xueru closed the shop and went home to pack the materials for tomorrow.