"Yeah, there would always be a way." Tang Yueyue took a deep breath and said, "I'm considering doing the same as you—getting pregnant before marriage. Once the child is born, they won't be able to do anything about me."
Qiao Wanqing: "..."
That was bold.
But with her parents on one side and love on the other, Tang Yueyue must have been exhausted too.
After the New Year, Qiao Wanqing officially returned to work.
Their studio officially moved into a new workplace and hired new staff. They had their own HR department and operations team, and Qiao Wanqing had finally achieved her dream of being a boss.
They turned Crispy Bite into a brand and applied for a Tmall flagship store.
Even Chen Yu, who had attended the training course with Qiao Wanqing back then, came to work at their company.
Qiao Wanqing had become the most successful person from their training class. Moreover, she had upheld the training program's principles and always sold agricultural products; her core business had never changed. In particular, the dried persimmons from their town had once piled up unsold, forcing farmers to sell them to buyers for a few cents per pound. They had suffered losses so severe that many persimmon groves there had been abandoned.
Before the persimmons ripened last autumn, they began heavily promoting persimmon cakes. Their store could generally sell them for over ten yuan per pound, while the purchase price did not leave growers at too great a loss. They usually bought fresh persimmons for two yuan per pound. Fresh persimmons were quite heavy, while fruit stores only sold them for 3.5 yuan per pound, and during bumper harvests, some even went for 2.5 yuan.
So this price was undoubtedly acceptable—and welcome—to the persimmon farmers.
The government even awarded