Chapter 59: Romance is in the air (1)
Getting Rich is Hard? My Supermarket Connects Time!
Chapter 059: Romance is in the air (1)
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Her memories drifted back to the past.
Last summer, shortly after graduating from university, Xiao Yingchun suddenly received devastating news: her parents had been in a car accident and were both in critical condition.
She rushed home, spent all her savings, and borrowed money from every relative she could, but in the end they still passed away.
After handling the funeral arrangements, she left the supermarket to her aunt and returned to Haicheng to look for work.
After interviewing at several companies, she eventually joined one and became a subordinate of Liu Weimin, the Marketing Director.
Liu Weimin was a typical “phoenix man.”* His family lived in the countryside, and he had a younger brother attending university. From the moment Liu Weimin started working, he had to pay for his brother’s tuition as well as cover his parents’ medical expenses and living costs.
For that reason, he worked extremely hard.
Toward his superiors, Liu Weimin constantly sucked up to them, flattering them to an almost nauseating degree. Toward his subordinates, however, he squeezed and suppressed them, taking every advantage he could.
Many female subordinates had been sexually harassed by Liu Weimin, yet he had no intention of dating them. He merely wanted to take advantage of them.
When it came to finding a partner, his standards were high. He wanted someone richer than himself and capable of making even more money.
It was said that Liu Weimin had once pursued another marketing director from a different division in the company, but she was outstanding in every aspect and had no interest in him.
He had also pursued the company’s vice president, who likewise looked down on him.
Xiao Yingchun couldn’t understand it. Liu Weimin, a man whose eyes saw only money and power—why would he travel all the way from Haicheng to confess to her here?
Could it be that he had found out about her earning one hundred million a day?
That was impossible.
So there had to be another reason.
After thinking it over, Xiao Yingchun dug out the WeChat contact of a former colleague and tactfully asked about Liu Weimin’s situation.
Her colleague didn’t know much either, only saying that Liu Weimin had taken annual leave from the company a few days ago, claiming he had something to deal with.
If she couldn’t figure it out, she decided to set it aside. It wasn’t worth wasting her energy on someone like that.
It was almost dinner time. Xiao Yingchun was scrolling through Meituan* to order takeout when Grandpa Zhao suddenly pushed the door open and walked in.
Seeing Zhao Jiping, Xiao Yingchun greeted him with a smile. “Grandpa Zhao, not yet. What brings you here at this hour? Did you run out of soy sauce or vinegar at home?”
Zhao Jiping waved his hand with a smile. “We have plenty. I just came to tell you not to order takeout. I’ll bring you some food later.”
Xiao Yingchun was so startled she immediately stood up. “No, no! I’m fine eating something simple by myself. Please don’t trouble yourself!”
“How is that any trouble?” Zhao Jiping said. “I heard from Xiao Xin today that the two of you are partnering in a business. That makes you one of our own.”
Besides, eating too much takeout isn’t good for you. It’s hard for me to cook for just one person anyway. I might as well make a little extra—it’ll actually help me out!”
Zhao Jiping spoke in a tone that clearly left no room for refusal and turned to leave.
But Xiao Yingchun didn’t dare accept. “Really, there’s no need! I’ve already ordered. I got garlic butter split prawns.”
Zhao Jiping froze for a moment. His family had only stewed some chicken today—they hadn’t prepared any seafood at all.
Xiao Yingchun smiled and walked him to the door. “Thank you, Grandpa Zhao. Since I live alone, sometimes I just eat whatever is convenient. You really don’t need to worry about me.”
Zhao Jiping sighed emotionally. “Young girl, skipping meals like that… I see you’ve been quite busy lately. How about… I’ll bring you some matsutake chicken stew later. Just think of it as an extra dish.”
Last summer, shortly after graduating from university, Xiao Yingchun suddenly received devastating news: her parents had been in a car accident and were both in critical condition.
She rushed home, spent all her savings, and borrowed money from every relative she could, but in the end they still passed away.
After handling the funeral arrangements, she left the supermarket to her aunt and returned to Haicheng to look for work.
After interviewing at several companies, she eventually joined one and became a subordinate of Liu Weimin, the Marketing Director.
Liu Weimin was a typical “phoenix man.”* His family lived in the countryside, and he had a younger brother attending university. From the moment Liu Weimin started working, he had to pay for his brother’s tuition as well as cover his parents’ medical expenses and living costs.
Because of this, Liu Weimin had neither a house nor a car, and even at nearly thirty years old, he was still single and unmarried.*Liu Weimin was a typical man from a poor rural background who had worked his way up.
For that reason, he worked extremely hard.
Toward his superiors, Liu Weimin constantly sucked up to them, flattering them to an almost nauseating degree. Toward his subordinates, however, he squeezed and suppressed them, taking every advantage he could.
Many female subordinates had been sexually harassed by Liu Weimin, yet he had no intention of dating them. He merely wanted to take advantage of them.
When it came to finding a partner, his standards were high. He wanted someone richer than himself and capable of making even more money.
It was said that Liu Weimin had once pursued another marketing director from a different division in the company, but she was outstanding in every aspect and had no interest in him.
He had also pursued the company’s vice president, who likewise looked down on him.
Xiao Yingchun couldn’t understand it. Liu Weimin, a man whose eyes saw only money and power—why would he travel all the way from Haicheng to confess to her here?
Could it be that he had found out about her earning one hundred million a day?
That was impossible.
So there had to be another reason.
After thinking it over, Xiao Yingchun dug out the WeChat contact of a former colleague and tactfully asked about Liu Weimin’s situation.
Her colleague didn’t know much either, only saying that Liu Weimin had taken annual leave from the company a few days ago, claiming he had something to deal with.
If she couldn’t figure it out, she decided to set it aside. It wasn’t worth wasting her energy on someone like that.
It was almost dinner time. Xiao Yingchun was scrolling through Meituan* to order takeout when Grandpa Zhao suddenly pushed the door open and walked in.
“Yingchun, you haven’t had dinner yet, have you?”*Meituan is a very popular Chinese food delivery and local services app.
Seeing Zhao Jiping, Xiao Yingchun greeted him with a smile. “Grandpa Zhao, not yet. What brings you here at this hour? Did you run out of soy sauce or vinegar at home?”
Zhao Jiping waved his hand with a smile. “We have plenty. I just came to tell you not to order takeout. I’ll bring you some food later.”
Xiao Yingchun was so startled she immediately stood up. “No, no! I’m fine eating something simple by myself. Please don’t trouble yourself!”
“How is that any trouble?” Zhao Jiping said. “I heard from Xiao Xin today that the two of you are partnering in a business. That makes you one of our own.”
Besides, eating too much takeout isn’t good for you. It’s hard for me to cook for just one person anyway. I might as well make a little extra—it’ll actually help me out!”
Zhao Jiping spoke in a tone that clearly left no room for refusal and turned to leave.
But Xiao Yingchun didn’t dare accept. “Really, there’s no need! I’ve already ordered. I got garlic butter split prawns.”
-garlic butter split prawns
Zhao Jiping froze for a moment. His family had only stewed some chicken today—they hadn’t prepared any seafood at all.
Xiao Yingchun smiled and walked him to the door. “Thank you, Grandpa Zhao. Since I live alone, sometimes I just eat whatever is convenient. You really don’t need to worry about me.”
Zhao Jiping sighed emotionally. “Young girl, skipping meals like that… I see you’ve been quite busy lately. How about… I’ll bring you some matsutake chicken stew later. Just think of it as an extra dish.”
-matsutake chicken stew
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