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Yang Bingshan felt that he had been experiencing a streak of bad luck lately, with one misfortune after another befalling him. In just half a month, many of the businesses under his name, spanning various industries, were facing imminent closure.
He was unwilling to shut down completely, but opening for business meant losing even more money.
Money flowed out like water, and even if he didn't close his doors, he was at the end of his rope.
The restaurant had purchased a significant amount of fresh vegetables, but they couldn't sell them, and gradually the kitchen staff became reluctant to restock. Even when one or two customers came in, they left shaking their heads due to the lack of rice.
The Grain Shop had stockpiled a large quantity of grain during last autumn's harvest, but it couldn't be sold. With summer approaching, the dampness could lead to spoilage at any moment.
The fabric shop inexplicably received a batch of inferior goods; upon opening, all the materials inside were moldy. This left him powerless to deal with the situation. Even worse, the fabric bought home would tear apart easily without much effort, leaving large holes.
Customers were coming in droves demanding refunds.
In middle age, Yang Bingshan still had a charming demeanor but was now unable to take care of himself. His hair was disheveled, his long robe wrinkled, his face unshaven, and his lips cracked.
Liang Mei'er stood gently beside him. "My lord, please don't be too anxious; there may still be room for maneuver."
A slight smile curved her lips as she learned about the recent conditions of various shops from Yang Bingshan. She wondered who might be willing to lend them a helping hand and secretly noted down those names.
She turned around and instructed Yang Butler to make contact, preparing to take advantage of the situation by purchasing Yang Bingshan's properties at a low price.
After all, she was merely a concubine, and Yang Butler was just a servant; how could they have that much money?
This was the bitter fruit of Yang Bingshan's own sowing.
He and Liang Mei'er had grown up together as childhood sweethearts, but he ended up marrying someone else. At that time, all that remained for Liang Mei'er was resentment towards him.
She understood that only by truly possessing strength could a woman avoid being discarded like an old shoe. Although for over a decade afterward, Yang Bingshan had doted on her immensely, even to the point of being utterly compliant.
But she was not satisfied; her son was a illegitimate child, and she wanted to arrange a good future for him.
By chance, Yang Butler was attracted by Liang Mei'er's beauty. He had long desired her and finally found an opportunity when Liang Mei'er needed someone to help with a significant task.
It was a half-push, half-accept situation. At that time, Yang Butler was not the round figure he is now; he was still a handsome young man.
For many years afterward, the two maintained their relationship in secret.
Moreover, Liang Mei'er had managed Yang Residence for many years, during which she had often been harsh on the servants, embezzling funds and selling off some valuable decorations from time to time. This gave her the confidence to purchase shops from the Yang Family.
Sometimes, when a woman becomes ruthless, she may not even recognize herself.
Perhaps it was for a very simple reason.
Although Liang Mei'er did not know who was secretly helping her, she remained grateful.
However, was anyone truly helping her?
Yang Yichen smiled as he watched his prey struggle, not in a hurry to reel them in. He never doubted that his catch would escape.
Yang Bingshan gently held the woman's hand: "Liang Mei'er, during my most difficult times, you were the only one who stood by me. Thank you!"
When had the dignified head of the Yang Family ever spoken such humble words? Liang Mei'er asked herself; if Yang Bingshan had acted this way over ten years ago, perhaps she would not have betrayed him.
But once certain things are done, they cannot be undone; there is no room for regret.
She continued to feign indifference: "Don't worry, my lord; it will soon pass." Yes, it would soon be in her hands, including Yang Residence.
Only when everything is in her hands can she feel at ease. A glimmer of determination flashed in the woman's eyes.
In the chaotic and complicated inner residence, everyone wore a mask, each pursuing their own interests; the difference lay in some being open about it while others plotted in secret.
When fighting against these treacherous individuals, one cannot rely on straightforward methods.
Compared to the cunning people in the city, even if the country folks are bad, most of their intentions are laid bare.
Liu Qingxi has been taking bold actions recently, rapidly establishing a reputation in Sanhe Village.
None of the dozens of people under her command were slacking off; who could compete with their efficiency?
Despite numerous doubts, there were still those brave enough to take a chance. Therefore, even before the houses in Sanhe Village were completed, several business opportunities had already come knocking.
"Hahaha, I’m just impressed by how quickly you all work. When will it be our turn? In two months, my son is getting married, and we need to be in a new house!"
"Don’t worry, uncle! With so many of us here, we’ll definitely make it beautiful for you by then. It won’t delay your son’s wedding!" Liu Qingxi replied confidently.
Directing a group of strong men at work, she had also picked up some of their boldness.
"Alright, we’ll be waiting!" The man at that moment had no idea that his momentary bold decision would bring him immense joy in the future.
In the face of disasters that human strength cannot combat, anyone's power feels insignificant, yet miracles are born one after another.
Since the weather warmed up and construction began, Liu Qingxi hardly had a moment to spare. She personally oversaw everything daily, fearing that the young workers might lack skill and cause problems.
Now that several buildings were underway, she had basically grasped the essentials and precautions of construction. Finally, she didn’t have to supervise constantly and gained a little space for herself.
Since sending Liu Qingyan to town for school, it has been quite some time. She is eager to see him, but she wonders how Kid is doing now.
"Forget it, I'll go see Kid tomorrow, but I need to arrange the upcoming matters first." Liu Qingxi silently made a plan and handed over the tasks that needed to be arranged to Zhang Tiegen.
"Qingxi, don't worry. I may not be good at much else, but I can definitely keep an eye on Kid while he works."
Zhang Tiegen was deeply impressed by Liu Qingxi. Although he had been involved in construction every year, he had never been this busy before.
Currently, the queue for work extends a month out, and that's only because he has many hands on deck. If they couldn't build more than one house at a time, wouldn't the business they took on at the beginning of the year keep them busy for an entire year?
"Yes, if it were a few days ago, I wouldn't have dared to leave, but with you here, I feel at ease."
Due to Zhang Tiegen's reputation over the years, Liu Qingxi offered him generous terms. Although he was no longer in charge himself, he earned more per job than when he worked alone.
So there was nothing to complain about; on the contrary, he didn't have to worry as much, which was a win-win situation.
Liu Qingxi felt more at ease now. After returning home, she hurriedly began preparing the items she needed to take when visiting Liu Qingyan.
In her busyness, night fell quickly. However, thinking about seeing Kid tomorrow made her feel quite excited.
After all, he is her only relative at the moment. Accompanied by the laughter of Kid in her dreams, Liu Qingxi fell into a deep sleep.
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