Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties-Chapter 43 - How come she seems to be my benefactor_1

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 How come she seems to be my benefactor_1

Chapter 43 -43 How come she seems to be my benefactor_1

Mrs. Xia was overjoyed to hear these words, and she couldn’t help complaining to Xia Ningxing and the others, “You know, Xu Caishua was from the same village as me, and our families were neighbors. She’s been competitive since we were kids, always wanting to outdo me in everything. It was so annoying!”

“She even persuaded the factory manager to fire me!”

Thinking about all this made Mrs. Xia’s teeth itch with hatred.

Back then, working in a factory was a matter of great pride, pretty much like being a white-collar worker in later generations.

“But I have to thank her, if she hadn’t gotten me fired, how could I have started a business and become my own boss?” During these days of running a stall, Mrs. Xia’s mindset and thoughts had undergone a significant change.

Thinking that running a stall is speculative and shameful is complete bullshit!

Making money is the absolute law!

“Oh my, why do I feel like she’s become my benefactor? Maybe I should go thank her personally one of these days?” Suddenly, Mrs. Xia’s tone changed, and she had the audacious cheek to act as if she was grateful.

If Pangya’s mom was here, she would definitely have kicked her flying.

Seeing her so happy she was almost flying, Xia Ningxing curved her lips and spoke, “Mom, the situation with Pangya’s mom will somewhat affect our business too. We should get the perfumes appraised tomorrow. When we set up the stall, we can display the quality inspection reports, so customers will feel assured when they buy.”

The goods from street stalls are inherently untrustworthy, and with this incident, people were even more wary, but with a quality inspection report, it would be different.

“But a quality inspection costs five hundred yuan!” Mrs. Xia truly felt the pinch.

“Spending five hundred yuan could attract more customers, Mom, does it still hurt to part with the money?” Xia Ningxing analyzed with a smiling face.

Mrs. Xia thought about it and beamed, “That’s true, no pain, no gain. If you’re not willing to spend a little money, you can’t make big money!”

With the quality inspection reports, as soon as customers saw that Mrs. Xia’s perfumes contained many precious ingredients and even had the effect of refreshing the mind and nourishing vitality, they were even more willing to open their wallets, and business got better and better.

Later, with Xia Ningxing’s suggestion, Mrs. Xia started wholesaling lipsticks, bags, and other items to sell alongside the perfumes.

She also learned many sales techniques from her.

The business was better than ever, making an average of around three hundred a day.

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The villagers were green with envy.

Especially since it was time to redistribute the land again, some couldn’t resist making snide remarks, “Hey, Mrs. Xia Jianren, you’re going to be a businesswoman now, you probably look down on farming, right? How about you don’t take any land when it’s time for the redistribution?”

“Am I taking your family’s land?” Mrs. Xia glared, ready for a fight!

“Do I not have the right to claim land just because I run a business?”

“Which leader made that rule?”

“You brain-dead piece of crap!”

The person who was scolded left with a face flushed with embarrassment and a sense of defeat.

Redistribute land?

Xia Ningxing blinked her eyes, only then remembering that Peach Blossom Village would acquire new farmland every few years, which would then be distributed to those who didn’t have land yet.

For example, in Xia Ningxing’s family there were eight people.

But since Mr. Xia, Mrs. Xia, and the eldest brother had gotten land many years ago, they were not eligible this time.

That is to say, only Xia Ningxing and her four brothers would get land this time.

One mu each, a total of five mu.

On the day of the land distribution, the village chief used a loudspeaker to gather everyone at the entrance to the village.

Land redistribution was a big affair for rural residents, so Mrs. Xia didn’t go to the stall that day and brought Xia Ningxing along with the five boys.

At that moment, the entrance to the village was surrounded by dozens of people, bustling with activity.

The village chief stood on a wide bench with a loudspeaker in hand, giving a speech.

Behind him was the map of the new farmland division.