Nothing More Than This

Don't let Zhang Weihong's nickname, "Red Sister," fool you. In fact, her reputation in society was not bad at all.

Men all knew she was not someone to provoke, but women were convinced of one thing: as long as they did not antagonize her, she was actually very easy to deal with.

After Red Sister and her group went up the mountain, they found a sheltered spot beside the pond, set up a small gas stove, and boiled water for tea.

It was already the coldest stretch of winter, but there had been no wind these past few days, and Yang City's temperature was unusually warm. Even up in the mountains, the winter sun shone warmly on them, making them feel a little sleepy.

Sister Shen came over and murmured a few words to Red Sister, roughly expressing that she wanted to distribute jade.

"Distribution is impossible," Red Sister said bluntly. "My boss said we'll be scaling back business next year. If you want to buy jade, I can sell you some, but only during the first half of the year. In the second half, even if you want to buy, I may not have any stock."

"Why scale back?" Sister Shen blinked. "Your business is doing so well. You should be expanding properly."

"How would I dare ask too much about Boss Feng's intentions?" Red Sister shook her head with a bitter smile. "Anyway, the boss is rich enough to do whatever he wants. If he says he doesn't want to do it anymore, can I force him?"

Sister Shen's eyes shifted. "Then he must have found a better project, right?"

"Maybe. Anyway, he hasn't said anything yet," Red Sister replied listlessly. "Why don't you wait and see? If you think the new project is suitable, we can consider