The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

When Chen Jidong and Wang Ruqiu were reminiscing about the past in the village, they unknowingly came to the foot of the mountain contracted by Qiao Zhixia.

The two saw the yellow fruit trees on the mountain from afar and wanted to go up the mountain to take a look, but were stopped by Qiao Zhixia's uncle.

When the uncle saw that it was Chen Jidong, his face immediately turned sour: "This mountain is now contracted by our Zhizhi. No one is allowed to go up there. Boss Chen, you should take your new wife to visit somewhere else!"

They were both shocked after hearing this. Qiao Zhixia actually contracted a mountain?

Where did she get so much money?

Wang Ruoqiu was jealous in her heart and unwilling in her mouth. She didn't know that the man in front of her was Qiao Zhixia's uncle. She muttered in a delicate voice:

"It's just a mountain where fruits are grown. Uncle, can't we go up and take a look? We don't like all kinds of fruits. Uncle, have you heard of Jingyang fruit? It is the aristocrat among fruits. We only eat Jingyang fruit now."

My uncle's face darkened, and he looked at them as if they were fools. "Then you can't go up there anymore. Leave now! Otherwise I'll release the dogs."

Wang Ruoqiu glanced at the big wolfdog tied with an iron chain and shrank back behind Chen Jidong, but still refused to accept the defeat.

"Why? On what basis? She leased the mountain, not bought it. The mountain still belongs to the country!"

"Because what's grown here is Jingyang fruit. Now that you've eaten it, you should know the value of Jingyang fruit..."

Chen Jidong and Wang Ruoqiu said almost in unison: "What? You said that the fruit grown here is Jingyang fruit?"

Chen Jidong finally reacted slowly from the gloomy expression on Uncle Qiao Zhixia's face.

Jingyang Fruit, Jingyang Vegetables, Jingyang Village... It turns out that this is how the names of Jingyang fruits and vegetables came about.

Wang Ruoqiu was devastated: "So... the Jingyang vegetables and fruits I bought recently were all from Qiao Zhixia?"

My uncle glanced up and smiled coldly: "Thank you for taking care of our business. If you want to buy it, you have to go to the store. This place of production is not open to the public."

After hearing this, the two of them didn't know what to feel and almost ran away in shame.

Chen Jidong knew how popular Jingyangcai was in the market. He was drinking and chatting with a few buddies a while ago, and they talked about how much money a boss selling Jingyangcai could earn in a day.

If anyone can obtain the exclusive distribution rights of this Yangyang vegetable in Rong'an County, he will definitely make a lot of money.

But how could he have imagined that this person was actually Qiao Zhixia?

"Is she really the boss of Jingyang Fruits and Vegetables? She should be just a handyman, right?" Wang Ruqiu took Chen Jiedong's arm, trying to convince herself.

Chen Jidong also had some doubts. After all, he knew Qiao Zhixia's financial situation very well. She would have no problem setting up a stall to do some small business, but it was impossible for her to take out 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to contract a mountain.

Unless there is someone investing behind her.

"She can't be the boss."

"I knew it." Wang Ruqiu finally felt balanced. How could Qiao Zhixia have built such a huge business?

She is just a poor and uneducated country girl, and it will be impossible for her to surpass others in her life.

By the time she helps Chen Jidong sell the large batch of spring clothes, they will still be the richest people in the village...

During the period before the Chinese New Year, Qiao Zhixia’s fruit gift boxes were very popular in various counties and cities.

In addition to the brand effect of the two words "Jingyang", the exquisite and interesting packaging also contributes to its success.

Before looking for a packaging factory to print the pattern, Qiao Zhixia, Qiao Chudong, Xu Xiaolan and the other two women spent a whole night studying and discussing it.

They drew a variety of compositions based on the zodiac and New Year's greetings, with cute little mice paired with auspicious New Year's greetings.

The packaging adds novel and interesting festive elements to the traditional one, which is very eye-catching.

Unsurprisingly, once this type of packaging came out, many people couldn’t refuse it, and gift box sales soared by 50%.

Due to the booming business, Qiao Zhixia continued to help out in the store until the afternoon of New Year's Eve, when she took her sister and Xu Xiaolan home to celebrate the New Year.

Before the Chinese New Year, Qiao Chudong showed the sorted account books, bank account statements, and existing funds to Qiao Zhixia for review.

Although Qiao Chudong is not a professional accountant, the accounts she keeps are clear and every entry and exit is clearly visible.

"Although we made a lot of money, the expenses were also quite high. The company's account now has a total balance of about 500,000 yuan."

In this era, it is rare to find a millionaire in a small place, and her assets of 500,000 yuan are among the best in the whole city.

"You don't think that five hundred thousand is a lot of money, do you?"

Xu Xiaolan's words broke Qiao Zhixia's little satisfaction.

"Isn't five hundred thousand not a lot?" Li Aizhen led Yaya in. Normally, she wouldn't even dare to think about the number of five hundred thousand.

Xu Xiaolan smiled faintly: "A net income of 500,000 in more than three months is naturally an unimaginable figure for the middle and lower poor peasants, but it is not worth mentioning for a successful businessman. Do you know how much money those capitalists at the top of the pyramid make in a day?"

"How much?" Li Aizhen asked without thinking.

"Let me put it this way! I once knew a friend who owned an electrical appliance factory. Sometimes they made a profit of three hundred thousand a day."

"Oh my God, they earn three hundred thousand a day, can they spend it all?" Li Aizhen was stunned.

Qiao Zhixia was not too surprised, because she knew very well that although most people in this era seemed to be roughly poor, it did not mean that there were no truly rich people.

It's that the top rich people are always in the clouds, and ordinary people can't reach them at all. Those who can reach them are ordinary people like themselves.

The money she has now is indeed a huge fortune for ordinary people, but it is far from enough for her subsequent investment.

"You can never make enough money, let's come and eat first!" Qiao Xinguo set the table and put his head in to shout.

"Let's go eat."

"It's time to eat~" Yaya's soft and sweet voice attracted Xu Xiaolan's attention.

"Can...can I hug her?"

As soon as Qiao Zhixia picked up Yaya, Xu Xiaolan reached out her hand, her expectant eyes slightly moist.

Qiao Zhixia was slightly startled, looked at Yaya and asked, "Can Aunt Xu hug me?"

Yaya nodded obediently and stretched out her arms to Xu Xiaolan.

Xu Xiaolan was so excited that she quickly took her over.

"What's your name?" Her tone was gentler than ever before, and even when you listened carefully, it was trembling slightly.

"Yiya."

"Yaya, you are so beautiful..."

Qiao Zhixia watched Xu Xiaolan treat Yaya with caution, tenderness and doting. She looked like a mother overflowing with maternal love, coaxing her child.

Did she...have a child?

"Dong'er, take Yaya over quickly. Xiaolan is a guest, how can you let her eat with the child in her arms?"

As soon as Li Aizhen finished speaking, Qiao Chudong came and took Yaya.

Xu Xiaolan was a little reluctant, but still gave it back to her.

Qiao Zhixia saw a tear falling from the corner of her eye and fell into deep thought...