The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Chapter 62 Reward Yourself

According to Mr. Chen's plan, one photo is enough for each outfit.

Seeing these eye-catching photos, I couldn't resist and asked for two of them to enlarge.

After calculating, not to mention the money to the photo studio, the fee for using the photos on Gao Qinghe's side alone amounted to 400 yuan.

Gao Qingmiao was silently shocked. She never expected that her older sister could earn four hundred yuan after working for only two hours yesterday.

If this were filmed every day, wouldn't one become a millionaire in a month?

Gao Qinghe thought to herself: You see how relaxed I looked during those two hours, but you don't know that it was the styling experience I accumulated over the past thirty years, with more than a dozen haute couture fashion shows every year. It's priceless.

While Mr. Chen went to pay the bill, Gao Qinghe also selected two photos and asked them to be enlarged to 16 inches.

One photo shows a sun hat, a red dress, and Marilyn Monroe striking a classic pose.

One photo shows her wearing a white dress with a silk scarf and large pearl earrings, one hand on her hip and the other lifting the hem of her skirt.

Both photos show dresses with thin leather belts cinching the waist.

Gao Qinghe called these two photos "Red Rose" and "White Moonlight".

Mr. Chen had no idea that she had previously sold scarves, earrings, and other accessories. If he had known, he would have called Gao Qinghe a "sales genius"!
She posted those two photos, and she didn't need to say anything.

Anyone who has bought silk scarves and pearl earrings before can tell at a glance that it's a complete set specially made for themselves.

After agreeing with the photo studio to pick up the enlarged photos that evening, Gao Qinghe and her brother went back to Boss Chen's shop.

Mr. Chen does indeed have regular cooperation with trucking companies.

She took out her phone book, flipped through it for a while, and copied down a phone number to give to Gao Qinghe.

"You can contact the rest yourselves. They also have routes that specifically go through Qing County."

"However, if anything unexpected happens on the road, you'll have to bear half the risk yourself."

Newspapers report cases of trucks being robbed every day.

The provincial capital has been making a lot of noise about cracking down on crime in the past two years, but it can't be said to be 100% safe.

Gao Qinghe said gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Chen."

Mr. Chen waved his hand, "It's nothing, no need to thank me."

"By the way, let's exchange phone numbers so we can contact each other if anything comes up."

“Okay.” Gao Qinghe picked up her pen and wrote down the phone number of the village store for Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen then wrote down the number of the public telephone booth in the market and gave it to her.

Although no one could directly contact anyone, that was the state of communication at that time.

Installing a landline costs five thousand yuan, and even Mr. Chen, with such a large shop, is reluctant to install one.

Gao Qinghe suddenly remembered the black "brick" that Jiang Baohai had just replaced.

I feel a little down.

Upon receiving the phone number, Gao Qinghe immediately took her younger brother to a phone booth to contact the freight company.

I got the address; it was near the market. I went there in person to inquire about the prices.

The route from the provincial capital to Qing County costs approximately 20 to 80 yuan for a small to medium-sized parcel, with the fastest delivery time being three days. This does not apply to unloading.

You could either give the driver a little extra for their help to get their assistance.

You can either uninstall it yourself.

Having understood the situation, the rest is up to Gao Qingmiao to handle later.

With plenty of time to spare and everything done, Gao Qinghe decided to take her younger brother to the city center for a stroll.

The five-story department store is filled with a wide variety of goods, greatly stimulating the desire to shop.

But when she asked about the price, Gao Qingmiao just wanted to run away.

He had just realized that four thousand yuan was a huge sum of money.

The price of an imported jacket/windbreaker in the department store, which cost 5,800 yuan, immediately taught him a lesson.

Turning my head, I saw the older woman calmly picking through a pile of clothes, occasionally showing a look of disgust on her face.

Gao Qingmiao was really afraid that the sales clerk would kick her and her brother out.

Of course, shopping malls can't only cater to the wealthy.

There are still quite a few things that ordinary people can afford.

Gao Qinghe calmly walked into a high-end restaurant, ordered two afternoon tea sets priced at 28 yuan each without blinking, and sat in the soft sofa booth looking forward to the meal.

The waiter brought the food over: a small cake about the size of half a palm and an ice cream cone the size of a child's fist.

Gao Qingmiao couldn't believe it; how could the store dare to sell such a small item for 28 yuan!
A factory worker in Qing County earns between 60 and 70 yuan a month after taxes.

The plate in front of him alone could cost half a month's salary.

The ice cream, which was supposed to be delicious, didn't taste quite right to Gao Qingmiao.

But then I thought, I've already paid, why think so much? It's worth it to just enjoy myself.

After enjoying an afternoon tea.

Gao Qinghe felt that she had the strength to make a living again.

"You have to reward yourself once in a while after working so hard," she said with a gentle smile.

The system whispered complaints about her extravagance, but Gao Qinghe ignored them.

"Is it delicious?"

Gao Qinghe asked her silly younger brother.

Gao Qingmiao nodded, "It's delicious. I want to eat it again in the future. I'll bring my parents, grandma, and little sister to eat here with me."

Gao Qinghe asked again, "I bought you a bicycle last time, so you don't mind if I buy your little sister a Walkman this time, right?"

"Of course!"

But next second.

"Why does a cassette player cost five hundred?!" Gao Qingmiao almost cried out.

Gao Qinghe glared at him. "What did you just say?"

This is just a portable music player, not even counting the headphones.

If you add headphones, the whole set will cost around 800 yuan.

Gao Qingmiao wanted to cry but had no tears.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to buy his younger sister a Walkman, it's just...
"My bicycle cost less than four hundred yuan."

Gao Qinghe said solemnly, "Our parents only gave birth to the three of us. After our parents are gone, there will only be the three of us siblings who are connected by blood. If any one of us needs help, the other two should do their best to support her. That's what family members who share weal and woe are all about."

Gao Qingmiao almost burst into tears. She sniffed hard and immediately said to the shop assistant:

"I want this bright red one, and please pack it carefully!"

Gao Qinghe smiled slyly.

The system roared: [Resist PUA! Host, how could you deceive your own brother like this!]

Gao Qinghe: "I won't assume you're mute if you don't speak."

After buying the Walkman, the siblings walked back to the hotel.

I stopped by the photo studio on the way to pick up the urgently enlarged photos.

I brought three thousand yuan with me to the city this time. I've spent two thousand seven hundred so far, and I have three hundred left.

Adding the thousand left at home and the modeling fee I just earned, I have a total of one thousand seven hundred yuan left.

This money is more than enough for rent and daily expenses.

After resting for one night, the siblings boarded the train back home early the next morning.

When I arrived at Linxian Railway Station at noon, I saw Li Jianguo waving on the platform as soon as I got off the train.

The village had long been buzzing with rumors that the siblings were making a fortune by setting up a street stall.

Li Jianguo overheard it even in the neighboring village.

On the way back to the village, he kept asking around, hoping that the two of them could take him along.

Gao Qinghe remained silent, pretending to be asleep.

Gao Qingmiao made up all sorts of nonsense, exaggerating the costs and risks.

Li Jianguo remarked with emotion, "That was quite an achievement."

Gao Qingmiao: "Yes, opportunities and risks go hand in hand, and nothing is easy."

"It's like when you, Brother Jianguo, took out a loan to buy a tricycle. Before you bought it, nobody knew you could earn tens of yuan a day by hauling goods and carrying passengers. Everyone thought the loan interest was too high."

The topic was successfully brought back to Li Jianguo.

He was also flustered, and as he talked, he started talking about other people.

(End of this chapter)