After listening to it, Wen Xin didn't speak for a long time, Chen Yi was waiting quietly there.

After sorting out his thoughts, Wen Xin asked, "Do you want to continue?"

In fact, Chen Yi doesn’t need to answer, Wen Xin also knows what he means. There is no news these days and has not returned to Beijing, which already represents Chen Yi’s attitude.

Whether it is the extremely smart memory of this life or the proud and arrogant Fourth Master in his previous life, he will not allow himself to be driven out of Pengcheng like a stray dog.

"Yes." Chen Yi smiled, "You are the one who knows me."

Wen Xin also smiled slightly and sighed, "Then let's continue, when will you be back?"

"It's probably going to take a few days, and the matter here must be handled."

"I think about it. I will go back to the yard on Saturday night, and you can call me when the time comes."

"good."

Chen Yi agreed, and Wenxin hung up the phone.

Perhaps Wen Xin's expression was not very good, and the aunt in charge of the dormitory asked, "Class Wen, are you okay?"

Wen Xin turned around and smiled and replied, "I'm fine, aunt, thank you for calling me."

Aunt Sheguan waved her hand indifferently, "I call anyone else. What's the matter? It's getting late, and the lights will be turned off later. Go back quickly."

Wen Xin responded and raised her foot and returned to the dormitory. After returning, everyone in the dormitory had already gone to bed. Wen Xin washed her face gently and turned off the light as soon as she lay down.

In the darkness, she stared at the roof, so dark that she couldn't see clearly. Her mind was searching for her memories, but she couldn't remember it after thinking for a long time.

It has been decades, and so many years ago, she really can't remember the specific exhibition in Pengcheng during this period.

I can only follow my own thoughts.

Wenxin made a decision and if it really didn't work, I would go to Pengcheng by myself.

Saturday is destined to be a busy day. On that day, the clothing store that the three of them jointly opened, and it was quite literary and artistic to call me.

Wenxin felt that it should be a vulgar and elegant person, and she would be catchy and good luck.

But Qian Lin and 6 Yu both like what she said casually, but fortunately she was not confused and decided that way.

On the day of opening, Wen Xin and Qian Lin were still in class, Liu Yu and Wen Chengmin, and a clerk hired were busy.

First, there were customers who had set up street stalls before, and second, it was the function of advertisements and flyers. Wen’s father hired more than a dozen people to flyers everywhere, and the effect was still very good.

In the evening, she called Qian Lin to ask about the situation. Liu Yu couldn't even explain it clearly. She only knew that when she was in the evening, she sold more than 10,000 yuan in clothes a day.

Wenxin and Qian Lin were both surprised. Unexpectedly, the business was so good. Wenxin hurriedly asked, "You have to tell Director Hao to continue the goods."

"I've called. The goods in the warehouse can last for two days. They sell almost the same thing here, and the goods there have also arrived. Qian Lin, Wen Xin, I really didn't expect that they would sell so much."

"You don't look at how much effort we have spent. The decoration of the store is done by Wen Xin personally, and the goods from Director Hao are also produced by Wen Xin's drawings and boards. They all take a lot of effort."

"Yes, yes, warmth is the greatest contribution." 6 Yu was so excited that he wanted to jump three feet high.

Wen Chengmin returned home in the evening and told Qian Guihua that Qian Guihua was also scared, "More than 10,000 yuan? My God, I'm selling so much in a day?"

"Mom, didn't expect it?" Wen Chengmin's confidence suddenly increased, and he had no longer the cautious and inferiority complex that he had just come to Beijing.
Chapter completed!