"Zhilan’s crafts are fantastic, they are definitely going to succeed!" Huang Cai quickly said, "You don’t know, Wang Bingbing and I wore these hair accessories to the canteen at noon today, and many people asked us where we got them!"
He Zhilan grinned slyly, her eyes were curved and she felt rather smug inside thinking, it seems that she does have quite a head for making money after all.
Lin Chan is a quick mover, a doer. After promising He Zhilan, he and Chen Yun dropped her back at school and went straight to his friend’s place. Lin Chan’s friends are all straightforward characters. When they heard the matter was about Lin Chan’s special little sister, they didn’t hesitate and agreed to help. However, it was in the form of helping with sales, not stocking the products.
The items Zhilan made were all small and wouldn’t take up much space. A small corner of a counter would be enough to display these hair accessories, and Zhilan merely needed a small commission per sale, a tiny amount of two cents per piece, would be sufficient.
Lin Chan’s friend had quite a few counters in the capital city, so when Zhilan heard the news, she was excited for a long time. This meant she only needed to focus on making the products, without worrying about how to sell them. Even the price tag at the counter could be determined by her.
However, Zhilan wasn’t overly concerned, she just marked up the price by five cents. After all, these items would have a different value once they were in the department stores!
For the whole of the next week, apart from attending classes, Zhilan spent most of her time making hair accessories. Time passed swiftly while focusing on this meaningful and fulfilling work. Soon, it was already Friday.
As Zhilan had bought a train ticket departing at 5:30 on Friday evening, Lin Chan picked her up after class, first dropping her off at the train station, then delivered all the items she had made to his friend to distribute and sell across various counters.
This was Zhilan’s first time taking the train late in the evening. When she arrived at her stop, it was already 10 pm. Luckily, she spotted He Teng as soon as she got off the train, which eased her worries.
"Bro!" Unsure if He Teng had seen her, Zhilan purposely walked behind him and shouted out. Seeing He Teng turn around to look at her with a puzzled expression, she realized, his keen eyes could not have missed spotting her coming out of the exit.
Probably at this moment he was wondering why she had to take such a long detour to appear behind him?
"Have you had dinner?" Because there were many people around, He Teng initially wanted to take Zhilan’s hand but perhaps he suddenly remembered that they were divorced and such intimate behavior wasn’t suitable anymore. Therefore, he awkwardly withdrew his hand.
"Nope! I rushed to the train right after class without having time to eat. The food on the train is expensive, I would not waste that kind of money," Zhilan shook her head, walked one step forward, and clasped onto He Teng’s hand with a soft smile.
He Teng was taken aback. He glanced at his arm being held by Zhilan, regained his senses and softly reminded her, "We’re divorced. This is not appropriate, let go of my hand."
"Brother, have you forgotten? You once said that even after our divorce, I, He Zhilan, am still your sister and the He family’s daughter. How can it be inappropriate for siblings to hold hands? Would you feel it inappropriate if Dongxue holds your hand?"