She could come up with a suitable price and plan out the profits she was to receive in advance, letting the rest be up to the other party—whomever they wanted to give it to, and how much they wished to sell it for was now irrelevant to An Hao and her associates.
Although they lost the opportunity to make more money on each pair of trousers, the quantity sold had suddenly increased several folds.
The profits were considerably substantial!
To prevent any changes, An Hao urged the store owner and Little Huzi to sign a supply agreement.
This also saved An Hao quite a bit of trouble.
From now on, she wouldn’t have to run around anymore; she would simply take a thirty percent cut from the profits.
The issue was successfully resolved, and Little Huzi and his group left.
Yan Huan and Yan Ye stood up, ready to leave as well.
An Hao took a white ladies’ blouse and a pair of men’s jeans from the shelf and offered them to the two, "I apologize for the scare. And for taking up your time; consider these a token of our store’s regret."
Yan Ye never needed to wear such trousers year-round; this kind of fashion never appealed to him.
But seeing An Hao’s bright eyes and sincere attitude, he hesitated for a moment, then accepted them: "Thank you."
Yan Huan got a white blouse for nothing and naturally felt delighted.
She thanked An Hao and left the store.
Once outside, she got into a car parked not far away.
Yan Ye took the passenger seat.
As the car drove off, Yan Huan watched An Hao bustling about the store and couldn’t help but say, "Yan Ye, I’ve never admired anyone in my life, but seeing this girl in business, I think she’s pretty amazing."
"Unassuming yet not submissive. She lacks the mercenary air typical of businesspeople!" Yan Ye remarked calmly about An Hao.
"Yes," Yuan Huan spoke with a hint of regret, "This girl seems very spirited, inexperienced, but deals with matters quite adeptly."
"It’s a pity," Yan Ye frowned slightly.
"A pity about what?" Yan Huan was puzzled.
"She’s very bold and has a steady temperament."
Yan Ye’s words were cut short as Yan Huan rolled her eyes at him fiercely, "Yan Ye, you’re hopeless, always bringing up your profession! If you keep this up, you’ll end up just like that ’eternal iceberg’ at the research institute!"
"I am me, he is he, don’t compare us like that!" This was what Yan Ye detested the most.
"If you don’t get married soon, I bet you’ll become the next him," Yan Huan teased him.
Yan Ye responded with a twitch of his mouth and turned his head to look disdainfully at her: "Yan Huan, don’t get too smug! Remember your age; you’re already twenty-five, a bona fide old maid!"
"Mind your own business!"
A few days later, the high school entrance examination admission notice arrived. Opening the thick envelope and seeing the notice inside, An Hao was so excited she couldn’t sleep all night.
Qin Jian originally said he would celebrate for her, but these past few days, as the military training was drawing to a close, he was busy arranging things at the camp, so he told An Hao they would postpone it for a few days.
It would coincide perfectly with Li Junping’s birthday—two happy occasions to celebrate together.
While An Hao was in high spirits, the results of the middle school exams came out, and An Ping, with an ’overwhelming advantage’, failed spectacularly!
He stood anxiously at the doorstep, not daring to go in.
Inside, An Hao had prepared a table full of delicious food, even specially bought a chicken to make soup; Father An Shuchao also came over, waiting to hear good news from An Ping.
He was starting to regret it a bit—boasting these past few days had not been wise at all!