The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

The jeep stalled in front of a state-run guesthouse in the provincial capital.

Shen Huai pulled out the car key and opened the car door.

Su Nianhe got out of the car and looked up at the three-story building made of gray bricks.

Two ceiling fans were running in the lobby of the guesthouse, spinning loudly.

Behind the counter sat an older woman with permed hair, dozing off while swatting a fly.

Shen Huai walked over and tapped the glass panel of the counter with his fingers.

The woman opened her eyes, glanced at Shen Huai, and then her gaze fell on Su Nianhe behind him.

"Accommodation?" The woman pulled out a thick registration book. "Letter of introduction, work ID."

Shen Huai took out a letter of introduction from the factory from his briefcase and handed it over.

The older woman opened it and took a look.

"A technical consultant from the textile factory? Here in the provincial capital on a business trip?" The older woman turned the notebook around. "And this lady's?"

Su Nianhe quickly handed over the newly issued individual business license and identity certificate.

The woman flipped through the pages a couple of times, her brows furrowing as she watched the two of them warily.

"What's your relationship with him?"

"Dating." Shen Huai answered frankly, leaning on the counter with one hand.

The woman closed the notebook.

"Dating is not allowed either. You can't share a room without a marriage certificate. That's the rule, and if you're caught, it will be treated as a matter of personal conduct."

Su Nianhe, standing to the side, broke out in a cold sweat when she heard the words "moral conduct issues".

She subconsciously looked at Shen Huai, afraid that he would lose his temper and argue with someone.

Shen Huai didn't react much.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, and casually took the money out of his pocket.

"Two single rooms, next to each other." Shen Huai pushed the money over.

Seeing how cooperative he was, the woman's expression softened considerably. She quickly issued two tickets and handed over two keys with wooden tags attached.

"Turn left on the second floor, rooms 203 and 204."

Shen Huai picked up the keys, turned around and picked up Su Nianhe's cloth bag. "Let's go."

Su Nianhe followed him upstairs.

The wooden stairs creak when you step on them.

Once on the second floor, Shen Huai used his key to open the door to room 203.

The room wasn't big; it had a single bed, a desk, and a metal basin stand by the window.

Shen Huai went inside, first placing the cloth bag on the table, then walking to the window, pushing the wooden lattice window sash, and testing the sturdiness of the latch.

Su Nianhe stood at the door, not daring to go inside.

"You...you weren't planning on booking a room, were you?" she asked softly.

Shen Huai turned around, looked at her nervous appearance, and chuckled softly.

He walked over, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the house, and kicked the door shut with his heel.

With a "click," the door closed tightly.

"We don't have a marriage certificate." Shen Huai pinned her against the door. "If we really book a room, and the police come to check at night, we'll both end up in jail."

Su Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"I know you know your limits."

"Do you think I know my limits?" Shen Huai braced himself on either side of her. "If I really knew my limits, I should have said you were my sister downstairs, to save the cost of booking an extra room."

Su Nianhe was speechless after being shut down by his twisted logic.

Shen Huai lowered his head, his nose brushing against her cheek.

He was very clean, with only the refreshing scent of soapberry.

"Aren't you scared to sleep in a room by yourself?" he asked in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid. You're next door," Su Nianhe answered honestly.

Shen Huai pressed his large hand on her lower back.

"Take a nap, I'll take you to the market this afternoon." Shen Huai straightened up, stopped teasing her, opened the door and walked out.

Su Nianhe washed her face and lay down on the single bed.

From next door, you could hear Shen Huai opening and closing a door, followed by the sound of a chair being pulled out.

Su Nianhe closed her eyes and fell asleep in no time.

At 2 p.m. sharp, Shen Huai knocked on the door.

After Su Nianhe finished getting ready, she followed him out of the guesthouse.

The wholesale market in the provincial capital is much larger than that in Jiang City, with rows of stalls connected together, bustling with noise.

It was very hot in June, and the market was packed with people.

Shen Huai walked outside, his tall figure shielding her from the crowds.

He didn't hold her hand, but merely offered his arm around her back.

The two strolled from one end to the other.

Su Nianhe looked at it very carefully.

The stalls mainly sell old-style Dacron shirts, blue-gray work pants, and some ordinary cloth shoes.

It's similar to what's sold in Jiangshi Department Store.

The trendy batwing shirts, leggings, and sunglasses that are popular in Guangzhou are only sold at a few stalls here, and the prices are outrageously high, with limited styles available.

The two walked up to a stall selling electronic watches.

The stall owner, a young man in his twenties, was shouting at the top of his lungs, "High-tech stuff from the south, no winding required!"

Su Nianhe leaned over for a look; it was a very ordinary digital watch, and the vendor was asking for thirty yuan.

She tugged at Shen Huai's sleeve, and the two walked to a less crowded place.

"Jiang City doesn't have those trendy gadgets, and the provincial capital doesn't have many either," Su Nianhe said in a low voice. "Goods from the south haven't been flowing in in large quantities yet."

Shen Huai leaned against the nearby utility pole, listening to her plan.

"Information gap." Shen Huai uttered three words. "Most individual business owners nowadays don't dare to travel that far to purchase goods, for fear of being inspected or having an accident on the road."

Su Nianhe's eyes lit up.

"If we bring the goods from Guangzhou over now, we can take over the markets in both the provincial capital and Jiang City." She was calculating rapidly. "And we want to do large-scale wholesale directly, not retail."

"Quite an appetite." Shen Huai flicked her forehead with his finger.

"Only a fool wouldn't make money when there's opportunity." Su Nianhe covered her forehead, full of enthusiasm.

Shen Huai looked at her greedy expression and a smile crept up his lips.

"Alright, Boss Su, let's get right to it." Shen Huai straightened up. "Let's go to the long-distance freight station. Let's pave the way for your large-scale wholesale business first."

The two left the market and headed straight for the freight station.

When Shen Huai is handling serious matters, he is very serious.

He took Su Nianhe to a dispatcher at the freight station, offered him an unlit cigarette to try and get on his good side.

He doesn't smoke himself, but he always carries a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes in his pocket to use for networking.

In just a few words, I had a clear understanding of the freight schedules and shipping prices from the provincial capital to Jiang City.

Su Nianhe silently took notes.

It was already getting dark when I came out of the freight station.

Shen Huai took her to a state-run restaurant for a bowl of noodles, and then walked along the main road towards the guesthouse.

The evening breeze dissipated the daytime heat.

The two walked side by side, with a fist's width between them.

"I'm going to see my classmate tomorrow," Shen Huai said. "He has connections in the provincial capital's supply and marketing system and can help you get in touch with several big vendors. When the goods arrive, just have them come and pick them up."

Su Nianhe nodded.

"Okay. I'll go back and calculate the cost of the hair ties, and use it all to buy clothes tomorrow."

"No rush." ​​Shen Huai stopped in his tracks. "I can cover the money first. You just need to focus on stabilizing the market."

"That won't do. You can't always owe people favors when you're doing business," Su Nianhe insisted.

"Consider it a loan from me." Shen Huai turned around and looked at her. "It's only natural for me to lend my savings to my partner for business."

Su Nianhe's heart skipped a beat.

She looked up and met his gaze.

Shen Huai didn't do anything outrageous on the street; he simply raised his hand to tidy up the stray hairs by her ear.

"Let's go back."

Back at the guesthouse, the second-floor corridor was quiet.

Shen Huai escorted her to the entrance of room 203.

"Go in and lock the door," Shen Huai instructed.

Su Nianhe pushed open the door, but after taking only half a step inside, she stopped and turned around.

Shen Huai stood at the door watching her.

"After seeing our classmates tomorrow, shall we go back to Jiang City?" she asked.

"Would you like to stay a couple more days?"

"No," Su Nianhe shook her head. "I want to go back and earn money as soon as possible."

Shen Huai was so angry he laughed.

He stepped directly across the threshold and slammed the door shut behind him.

Su Nianhe was startled and took two steps back, bracing herself against the edge of the desk.

Shen Huai moved closer, placing his hands on the desk and pulling her into his arms.

"Besides making money, is there anything else on your mind?" Shen Huai asked in a low voice.

"There's still the accounting to settle," Su Nianhe retorted stubbornly.