Diary of Getting Rich Quick in the South

Su Wan used to be a university teacher.

Logically speaking, a well-educated and refined young lady like me, a delinquent who dropped out of junior high school, would never have any interaction with my brother.

Who knew that she would run into trouble on her way home that night, and her cousin happened to be passing by and saw her, leading to a heroic rescue.

As they spent more time together, the two gradually became a couple.

After they got together, her cousin kept urging her to quit her job at the school and focus on getting pregnant and taking care of the family at home. He even said that if a woman went out to earn money, wouldn't it make men look incompetent?

Following her cousin's advice, Su Wan became a full-time housewife.

After hearing this, I felt even more indignant on Su Wan's behalf.

She lost a decent job so easily, gave up her career for love, and devoted herself to her family, only to end up in this situation.

My cousin really let her down.

My cousin didn't come home that night either; I don't know where he went off to fool around.

Su Wan seemed to have gotten used to this, though her expression was somewhat forlorn.

I couldn't help but say, "Sister Wan, how about I call my cousin and ask him to come home?"

"Need not!"

Su Wan raised her hand to brush the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear and forced a smile.

"I'm used to it. When you call him, he thinks I'm complaining to you or that I ordered you to do it. As long as his heart is still elsewhere, how many times can you really bring him back?"

I sighed and didn't insist any further.

I hope that after I move out, Su Wan and her cousin's relationship will gradually improve.

The next day, I washed up and got ready to go out.

"Chen An, have some breakfast first, I'll drive you there later."

Su Wan was wearing a pink Kapibala apron. When she saw me come out, she untied the apron and walked towards the room to change her clothes.

I quickly waved my hand.

"Sister Wan, I can go by myself. I remembered the way when I came back yesterday. After all, you can't take me every day."

Seeing that I said that, Su Wan didn't insist anymore. She just told me to call her if I needed anything and not to be shy.

When I arrived at the company, I first went to my dormitory to put my suitcase away, and then rushed to the business department.

When I arrived, there were already several people in the business department, including Bai Yan, who had helped me with my onboarding yesterday.

At that moment, she was talking to a portly, Mediterranean man.

I met that Mediterranean guy yesterday; he's Xu Mingde, the head of the business department.

"Xiao Yan, I'm meeting a big client in a few days. You'll come with me."

Bai Yan was only in her early twenties. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a great figure.

Standing at 1.75 meters tall, she wore slim-fit straight-leg jeans, which made her legs look thin and straight.

Faced with her boss's invitation, Bai Yan looked slightly embarrassed: "Manager, I still need to train the new employees."

"Who can't mentor a newcomer?"

Xu Mingde's expression darkened slightly: "Xiao Yan, I'm doing this for your own good. You're a young woman working outside; if you don't go out more, meet more high-end clients, when will you get a raise? When will you get promoted?"

As he spoke, he took Bai Yan's hand and patted it gently twice.

"I'll teach you a lot on the way here; it'll be a hundred times better than you sitting in the office doing menial tasks. Do you think I'd mistreat you?"

Just as Bai Yan was wondering how to escape, she suddenly saw me walk in.

As if she had seen a savior, she shook off Xu Mingde's hand and walked quickly toward me.

"Supervisor, Chen An has arrived. I'll go over and show him around."

Upon seeing me, Xu Mingde immediately adopted a serious expression, nodded at me as a greeting, and turned away without saying anything more.

I thought that by indirectly helping her get rid of Xu Mingde, she would give me a nice look, but to my surprise, she was just as indifferent as yesterday.

The morning passed, and she didn't take me to do business. Instead, she gave me a stack of documents to look at on my own.

It contains the company's logistics routes, customer information, price lists, and basic business negotiation procedures.

She barely paid any attention to me the whole time, either keeping her head down and busy with her work, or occasionally looking up to be wary of Xu Mingde not far away.

I wisely refrained from approaching them to strike up a conversation and quietly sat at my workstation reviewing documents.

I know she was harassed by Xu Mingde this morning and is currently upset, so she has no intention of helping me, a newcomer, get familiar with the job.

When lunchtime arrived, I looked at the thick stack of documents on the table and couldn't help but smile wryly.

There's so much content, it would take at least three to five days to finish reading it all.

Not only do you have to look at them, but you also have to memorize all the cooperative clients, logistics routes, and pricing standards.

Running a business relies entirely on improvisation; you can't exactly flip through documents and check faces in front of clients.

After lunch, I didn't go to rest, but went to Big Tree Camp.

Yesterday, while I was eating at Dashuying, I saw a small sign on a utility pole that said "50 for a certificate".

If this drags on any longer, Su Wan will eventually force me to go to the police station to get it reissued, and that will be troublesome.

I called the number on the guy's contact list, and a man answered the phone.

I asked him if it only cost 50 yuan to get an ID card, and he assured me confidently that it was a fixed price of 50 yuan with no hidden fees.

He then gave me an address in an alley and told me to go there directly to find him.

I found a small alleyway by following the address.

The entire alley was lined with small hair salons, their facades dimly lit and their doors half-closed.

Several scantily clad women with heavy makeup sat in the shop, chatting and eating sunflower seeds, their legs crossed.

They were incredibly enthusiastic as soon as they saw me.

"Handsome, want to get your hair washed?"

"Young man, don't be shy. Come in, sit down, and let's chat. I have student meals available."

I didn't dare to say a word, and kept my head down the whole time as I quickly passed by the store entrances.

After searching for more than half an hour, I finally found the inconspicuous copy shop at the deepest part of the alley.

The shop is small, only about ten square meters.

The boss was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a white t-shirt, with a gold chain as thick as a thumb around his neck, and his arms were covered in dragon and tiger tattoos. He was looking at his phone and chuckling incessantly.

I stood at the door for several seconds and hesitated, but finally I gritted my teeth and went in, asking cautiously.

"Boss, I just called you. You can process ID cards here, right?"

The boss lazily glanced up at me, put down his phone, took a cigarette from his pack and handed it to me: "It can be done, come in and we'll talk."

I waved my hand and said, "No need, boss, I don't smoke."

As I entered, I subconsciously glanced at his phone.

A beautiful woman with large breasts is dancing, and she is calling out in a sweet, coquettish voice as she dances.

"Type 8 to join the blue team, type 9 to join the red team, brothers outside hurry up and join the team, the live stream is about to end and the doors are closing, a hot air balloon unlocks a different perspective."