Sun Chan was worried about Gu Junming, and she didn’t sleep well all night. The next day, she had a bit of a cough.
Guihua said, "You should rest. Take care not to get sick."
"No need, I’d only worry more if I stayed at home." Sun Chan still decided to continue selling fruit, and on the way, she bought a dozen or so canning jars from the supply store, intending to make canned fruit to sell.
Additionally, she remembered that she hadn’t mailed the letter to Yang Liu, so she patted her own head and sent it off.
She pushed her bicycle along the streets, selling fruit, not just in the alleys but also on the main roads. By the end of the morning, business was quite good. At noon, she didn’t go home to eat; she bought a bun from a bun stall and ate it dry. Around three in the afternoon, the sky began to darken, and she went home, still scared from the last incident with Wang Dabao.
Guihua had already rented her shop. Seeing Sun Chan return, she smiled and said, "How’s the selling? Tomorrow, come and see the new inn with me. I’m going to do it up well!"
Sun Chan was delighted to hear this, "That’s great news! Do you know how much money it cost?"
"I practically invested all my savings into it," Guihua smiled, "If this doesn’t work out, I’ll be penniless and end up selling fruit with you."
Sun Chan quickly laughed, "No way, you’re amazing, Sister Guihua. You won’t lose money."
"Don’t worry, when I do things, I do them decisively. Even if I lose, I won’t regret it. I’m way better than that Wang Dabao, just a useless fool who still wants to do business. He’ll lose everything sooner or later," she sneered.
Sun Chan laughed, "He’s indeed not great, but he’ll know your worth sooner or later."
"Let’s not talk about him, let’s make dinner."
The two of them made dinner together.
After dinner, Sun Chan started counting the money. Today, she calculated and realized she had sold thirty jin of fruit. After deducting costs, she had a net profit, which was more than the hundred or so yuan that a worker earned monthly. Sun Chan thought, now she could open a bank account and deposit the money.
Whether for future schooling or marriage, money was essential... The thought of marriage made her think of Gu Junming, and her face warmed. She was worried about him being on a mission, her mind was all over the place.
Guihua, after washing the dishes, saw Sun Chan staring blankly at the money on her bed and smiled, "What are you thinking?"
"Nothing much, I just feel that selling fruit, though tiring, really makes money."
"You call this making money? Wait till I open the inn; then you’ll know what real earnings are," Guihua said confidently.
Sun Chan nodded and smiled, "I believe you. I’ll work hard too."
The two tidied up and went to sleep. Sun Chan still missed him very much and didn’t sleep well.
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