Reborn in 1990: My Family Store Leads to the Future

Shanghai is just as lively at night, but Xijing Road isn't quite as bustling.

Most of the shops on the street were closed, but some shops like the Red Romantic Hair Salon still had their lights on. When Lu Yuan passed by the door, the proprietress smiled warmly at him.

This made Lu Yuan quicken his pace, unwilling to linger any longer.

There are more flyers on the street than before, which is a result of the longer distance.

There aren't many young guys on the street yet, so for many passersby, this is a novelty.

Lu Yuan originally wanted to take this opportunity to stock up on some goods in the store's warehouse.

At that moment, a somewhat familiar voice rang out beside a street lamp.

"Is this guy out of his mind? He stole my orders and my money, and now he wants to use the flyers for his shop to put up on my door."

A slightly plump woman was tearing off a flyer. Because it was stuck on too firmly, only a small piece of the flyer was torn off. Xue Wang was looking at Guan Jinhua with a smile.

Guan Jinhua looked furious and lifted another corner to tug, but only managed to pull it down halfway.

Chu You, who was following behind him, opened his mouth when he saw his wife's appearance, wanting to dissuade her, but Guan Jinhua glared at him fiercely and shut him up. He shrank back somewhat cowardly and didn't say a word.

Seeing his stunned expression, Guan Jinhua kicked him.

"What are you still standing here for? Hurry up and tear this guy to shreds."

"That's enough, isn't it? His opening a shop is a good thing for us. Business has been much better these past few days, hasn't it?"

Chu You asked a question with some difficulty.

It would have been better if he hadn't brought this up. When he did, Guan Jinhua raised an eyebrow and suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to kick her husband to death.

He started cursing, "You're such a nice person, don't you want to offend people? How are you going to pay for your son's tuition next year? How are you going to pay for your brother's wedding?"

"Is Lu Yuan a good person? If he's really a good person, why doesn't he share some of his supply channels with us?"

"We can't do such a despicable thing."

Chu You had considered targeting Lu Yuan, but having already done such a thing, she felt a little awkward about doing it again.

Guan Jinhua didn't care what he was thinking; she just looked at the person in front of her and said through gritted teeth.

"You won't say this to me anymore when you're starving to death on the street."

"..."

Chu You kept his head down, hesitated for a moment, and then began to act.

The two men's unusual behavior quickly attracted the attention of some people, but before they could say anything, Guan Jinhua scolded them back.

Seeing the two people's actions, Lu Yuan's expression darkened.

If their previous conflict at the exhibition at least had the excuse of an order, this is a truly self-defeating situation that harms others without benefiting themselves.

If their own stores aren't popular, their stores won't even see a slight increase in business.

Besides, Guan Jinhua is notoriously snobbish. She's unwilling to let even her regular customers in the neighborhood suffer any loss. If it weren't for the fact that the nearest shop is just across the street, they wouldn't have any chance to make money.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

"I can't believe I lost to them back then. It seems I wasn't as good as them back then."

Lu Yuan thought to himself.

Aside from this matter, Lu Yuan felt a slight headache looking at Guan Jinhua's affected manner. It seemed he would have to find a way to resolve this issue later.

Lu Yuan, who had just returned home after exchanging the goods, was far away.

Lu Zhaocai, unusually, did not go to play cards, but was being scolded by Wang Xiuying.

"What happened to my dad?"

Seeing this unusual scene, Lu Yuan looked at the other person in surprise, not quite understanding the situation.

Wang Xiuying looked at the person in front of her with a bit of anger and said without any politeness.

"What else could it be about? It's all about that mahjong parlor, isn't it?"

"Did the landlord raise the rent?"

Since the exhibition started, Lu Yuan hadn't paid any attention to his family's shop. When he heard his mother's words, he subconsciously assumed that the landlord wanted to make money.

What Wang Xiuying said next took him by surprise.

"It's one thing for him to just mind the shop on weekdays, but he also gambled while playing cards with others, and to make matters worse, he got caught by the police..."

"Luckily, it was only a few cents; it was just a warning, otherwise your son wouldn't be able to take the civil service exam!"

At this point, Wang Xiuying became even angrier.

Lu Zhaocai, standing to the side, felt a little wronged. Seeing his wife's angry expression, he didn't dare to argue back and could only complain to Lu Yuan.

"Son, you don't understand your father's thoughts. How could I have the idea to gamble? I just played a few games with some friends, and then I never gambled again."

"Stop."

Hearing this, Lu Yuan finally reacted, staring at the person in front of him in astonishment, taking a deep breath and almost slapping him.

However, judging from Lao Lu's appearance, it should be his first time meeting him, so he shouldn't make a big deal out of it right away.

Lu Yuan glanced at them, sighed, and spoke directly.

"I know what you mean by that, but Dad, you run a mahjong parlor. You can't keep having these kinds of thoughts. The key to gambling is the word 'gambling'."

"I'm only giving you one chance. If I hear about something similar again, your shop will be closed."

Lu Zhaocai's face immediately fell, and he hurriedly explained...

"I only started because business has been good lately..."

"He also said that he didn't care if you played with your friends at home, but this is a business. Luckily, not many people gambled, or you might have been arrested."

Wang Xiuying poked his head, as if she wanted to lecture him, but after glancing at her son, she finally felt relieved.

"Your awareness is not even as good as your son's. I think you might as well go and work at your son's shop."

"I don't need someone like that in my shop. They're too old and not attractive enough."

Seeing this, Lu Yuan shrugged, indicating that he definitely didn't want his father. He was mainly worried that his father would cause trouble, which was why he didn't want to get involved too much.

Fortunately, this incident was discovered early, which temporarily prevents something from happening.

Lu Yuan felt he needed to pay more attention; if problems arose, he would have to find a way to keep his father at home.

After saying a few more words, Wang Xiuying went back to rest.

Lu Yuan didn't respond much and went back to his room to rest. However, he didn't go to sleep immediately. Instead, he picked up his notebook and started thinking about how to prepare the Snow King Milk Tea.