Reborn in 1991, I opened supermarkets all over the world.

After the warm soup entered his stomach, Lu Zifeng, who had been struggling since dawn, felt alive again.

Qiao Ling told him to put the bowl down and go back to sleep.

Lu Zifeng, however, said there was no rush.

"Sister Ling..."

"Could you please stop calling me 'sister'? I'm only a few months older than you; it makes me sound old."

"Even though you're a day older, you're still my older sister."

Lu Zifeng spoke with a grin, thinking he was being funny, unaware that Qiao Ling was full of resentment and gave him a cold look: "Go back and rest, we can talk about it tomorrow."

"No, listen to me first." Lu Zifeng came out from behind the cabinet and pushed Qiao Ling's shoulder to walk into the room.

I bought you a piece of clothing.

"Huh?" Qiao Ling was a little incredulous. She didn't expect that a straight man like Lu Zifeng would think of buying her clothes.

They probably saw that the clothes were cheap at the wholesale market and bought one on a whim, without even knowing if it looks good.

Upon entering the room, she indeed saw Lu Zifeng mixing the clothes he had bought for her with the clothes he had bought wholesale.

Could it be that they just randomly picked one item from those goods?

Soon, Lu Zifeng took out the bright red sheepskin trench coat and held it up against Qiao Ling: "Hmm, it fits quite well."

Qiao Ling touched the texture of the leather jacket and asked softly, "It must be expensive, right? How much did it cost?"

"Never mind that, let's take a look at it first," Lu Zifeng urged.

Qiao Ling silently turned around, took off her coat, changed into her trench coat, and then turned back around.

"Try fastening the belt."

"oh."

Qiao Ling blushed and pulled her belt forward, revealing her plump upper body and slender waist.

Because the mirror in her home is small, she has to stand quite far away to see most of her body.

She twisted her waist in front of the mirror, and sure enough, clothes make the man; she thought she looked pretty good.

Lu Zifeng, standing to the side, was also very satisfied and said, "Not bad, Sister Ling is definitely the most beautiful woman in Dong County. I'm telling you, you're going to wear this to help me sell clothes tomorrow."

"..."

Qiao Ling stared at Lu Zifeng for ten seconds, then quickly unbuckled her belt, took off her clothes, and changed back into her previous coarse cotton coat.

"What's wrong?" Lu Zifeng asked, puzzled.

"Isn't this your work uniform? Wear it tomorrow."

"What work uniform? I picked this out especially for you. Other similar ones are of much worse quality than this one."

"Then we should be even more careful with our clothes," Qiao Ling said irritably.

"No need to save money. There are summer styles and autumn styles. By next year, the trend will have changed again... Uh, Sister Ling, where are you going?"

"There's no one watching the shop outside, aren't you afraid your things will go missing?"

This grocery store was opened jointly by Lu Zifeng and Qiao Ling. According to the previous agreement, Lu Zifeng held 66% of the shares and Qiao Ling held 34%.

Lu Zifeng rarely came to the store, so they agreed that the final profits would be split 50/50, not exactly according to the shareholding ratio.

However, the clothing business is entirely Lu Zifeng's private business.

They pay for it themselves, purchase the goods themselves, and formulate their own pricing and sales strategies.

He could sell it himself, but compared to Qiao Ling standing there in a bright red trench coat, he would definitely attract more attention.

Therefore, he gave Qiao Ling a bottom price, and any amount exceeding that would belong to Qiao Ling.

"These leggings cost 5 yuan to buy, but I only need to buy them back for 8 yuan. You can sell them for 12 yuan each, or 20 yuan for two pairs, and you'll make a profit either way."

"This trench coat is similar in style to yours, but it's made of synthetic leather. The wholesale price was 35 yuan, but I bought it back for 50 yuan. You can sell it for 58 or 68 yuan, depending on the customer."

"68?" Qiao Ling looked at Lu Zifeng in disbelief, thinking to herself, who would spend half a month's salary on a coat?

"Heh, don't underestimate some girls' pursuit of beauty. And also, they'll find ways to get men to pay for things."

Gu Quan, who was waiting to help Qiao Ling push the cart and set up the frame, said, "68 is nothing, this is a size 120!"

Qiao Ling: "!!!"

If it were her, she would never be willing to spend 120 yuan on a piece of clothing.

"Alright, enough talk, let's get the stall out there," Lu Zifeng urged.

Throughout the journey, Qiao Ling was preoccupied. When Gu Quan spoke to her, she only gave him half-hearted replies.

Therefore, I won't go into details about Gu Quan.

Of course, he didn't ask any questions.

Suddenly, Qiao Ling turned around: "Gu Quan, did you guys have fun in the city? How about I go with you next time?"

Gu Quan chuckled and said, "Forget about it. You'd be dragging a burden along when you're fighting."

Qiao Ling's heart skipped a beat: "Is it really that dangerous? It's just buying some goods!"

Gu Quan said, "There's nothing we can do. Those small hotels are a mixed bag of all sorts of people. Luckily, Feng and I are the two heroes of Dong County, so we didn't suffer any losses."

Qiao Ling asked, "Why stay in a small hotel? I heard there are hotels in the city, the really luxurious kind. Although they're a bit expensive, what's a little money compared to your personal safety?"

Gu Quan looked at me like I was a country bumpkin and said, "You don't understand, do you? You need a letter of introduction from your work unit to stay in a hotel."

Qiao Ling said, "What's so difficult about that? Can't we just ask Uncle Liu from the supply and marketing cooperative to help us open one? We still have the sign of a supply and marketing cooperative sales point, and Zifeng's mother knows Uncle Liu too."

"Oh right!" Gu Quan suddenly realized and said to Qiao Ling, "Next time you go to the city with Brother Feng, you can stay in a hotel."

Qiao Ling: "..."

In the grocery store, Lu Zifeng was minding the shop, idly looking at the book he had bought from Xinhua Bookstore, "A Collection of World-Class Management Excellence".

For him, a reborn individual, many theoretical methods are not advanced, but they can reveal some underlying logic, which can then be applied to practice for systematic learning.

At 11:00 a.m., Jiang Ce rode his bicycle and drifted to a stop in front of the store.

"Brother Feng, Wu Biao is trying to escape."

"Let them run away then," Lu Zifeng said without looking up.

As for Wu Biao, he simply ignored him to avoid getting annoyed.

In this day and age, you can't just say "cut the weeds and eliminate the roots" and kill him.

"Alright, I just wanted to let you know, in case you didn't know. How's business at the store?"

As Jiang Ce spoke, he consciously took a bottle of cola from the counter.

While Jiang Ce wasn't looking, Lu Zifeng secretly dropped a dollar into the cash box and then took a bottle for himself.

"Business at the store has become routine, not as profitable as during the Spring Festival. But honestly, it's still a hundred times better than working a regular job. With Aaron Kwok's downfall, your factory isn't far from its demise either."

Jiang Ce chuckled: "Go ahead and curse me. Recently, a new cadre was sent from above to be the factory director. He's been cracking down on discipline, boosting production, and promoting reform. The factory is much better than when Wu Fucheng was there. You could say it's thriving."

Lu Zifeng closed the book in his hand and asked, "You've only focused on production and promoting revolution, but haven't you expanded sales channels much?"

Jiang Ce said, "Our sales channels are very stable. If there were any more orders, we wouldn't be able to keep up with the demand."

According to Jiang Ce, even if the cannery changes its manager, ...

By the end of the year, when the great northern power had disintegrated, the factory workers...

The matter was too big for him to stop.