Chapter 61 of 100
Chapter 61
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Wang Xiaoxue and Jiang Yan secretly accused Song Chen of being a flirt. This was not an unfair accusation. While the two beauties were discussing some blush-inducing adult topics in the boudoir, Song Chen was diligently tilling his "newly acquired" fertile land on the other side.
In a relatively upscale hotel, Song Chen turned Xu Xiaoying over so she was lying on top of him. While caressing Xu Xiaoying's sweat-drenched bangs, he asked with a slight fatigue, "Can your sister have her stitches removed now? How is her mood?"
The surgery on her sister was very successful, but it would take several months to half a year for her leg tendons to heal and for her to walk normally. However, the deep wounds on her face and body, which went to the bone, could not be fully restored.
Xu Xiaoying did not answer immediately, but after a moment of silence, she softly responded. This reaction was more of a complete denial than an affirmation. For a woman, appearance is a second life, especially for a beautiful woman. Disfigurement is akin to a life sentence for a woman. So Song Chen was very clear about the possible reaction of Xu Xiaoling, even though she was still a naive and innocent fourteen-year-old girl.
Song Chen sighed softly and said to Xu Xiaoying, "Now technology is very advanced, and plastic surgery techniques are mature. If it really doesn't work, I can take her to South Korea; their plastic surgery techniques are very advanced!"
Xu Xiaoying lifted her head, her eyes shimmering with a different light, "Why are you so good to me and my sister? For my sister's surgery, you have already paid seven or eight thousand. If we include hospitalization fees, continuous treatment medications, and rehabilitation costs..."
"Shh... don't talk!" Song Chen stopped Xu Xiaoying, who was about to cry, and smiled, "First, you are my woman, so your obligations are my obligations; second, you are also my employee, a top technical backbone in the future. It's like I'm prepaying you three months' salary, which can also be seen as an investment; finally, 'even a beggar on the street deserves basic compassion!' I can't save the whole world, but I can at least save a woman who is on the brink of despair and planning to ruin her future by falling into the secular world!"
Song Chen caressed Xu Xiaoying's skin, which was as fair as snow, and his voice was full of longing, "And she is a beautiful woman! I am deeply captivated by you!"
"Ha!" Xu Xiaoying burst into laughter, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at Song Chen, "For my body?"
"Hmm!" Pressing Xu Xiaoying's head against his chest, Song Chen smiled, "That is also part of your charm, so don't belittle yourself!"
"I am already very happy to please you! I'm just afraid I won't meet your expectations at work! Ah Chen..." Biting her lower lip, Xu Xiaoying said guiltily, "We may not be able to release the QQ BETA version by New Year's Day! Unless..."
"Unless what?" When it came to QQ, which he considered the core of his business, Song Chen's expression was serious.
Xu Xiaoying, with a troubled heart, said softly, "The time is too tight. Unless we temporarily abandon the addition of new features and, referring to ICQ, release an optimized core QQ test version!"
"Is that so..." Song Chen sighed, thinking about the software that required years of development. Although the current QQ was just a small software of a few hundred KB, considering that Xu Xiaoying, Zhang Dayu, and others were still students and working part-time, the time was indeed too tight. At the same time, Song Chen realized his oversight. He only considered cost savings but forgot that saving costs meant additional time expenditure, which was a necessary contradiction. He had to balance time and money.
Nodding, Song Chen sighed, "It seems I need to hire full-time employees in advance!"
Hearing that Song Chen was going to hire full-time employees, Xu Xiaoying asked anxiously, "What about us?"
Song Chen pressed Xu Xiaoying's flawless body under him and said in a mock stern tone, "You? Reduced salary, temporary employees!"
"Ah! Really?" Xu Xiaoying looked at Song Chen with red-rimmed eyes, her face full of委屈 (grievance).
Seeing that the woman under him couldn't take a joke, Song Chen rolled his eyes helplessly, pinched Xu Xiaoying's cute nose, and smiled, "I was kidding, you will continue to work part-time until you graduate from your senior year! Also, Qiu Lin mentioned your plan to take a leave of absence last time. Now that I've helped you with your sister's situation, you shouldn't think about it anymore! Understand? I will help you with your problems!"
"Okay!" Xu Xiaoying responded obediently.
At this moment, Song Chen considered another issue and said to Xu Xiaoying, "When I have time, I will rent a house near the school for you and your sister to live in!"
Xu Xiaoying nodded first, but then she thought of a difficult point and couldn't bring herself to speak, just covering her face and crying silently, "But my sister will be alone at home, needing a wheelchair, and we need to hire a maid for laundry and cooking, and a nurse for rehabilitation! All this money will depend on you, and I feel very guilty!"
Money! Song Chen smiled bitterly in his heart but showed no concern on his face, "For the nurse, we can find a part-time one from a nursing school, and the same for the maid. It won't cost much!"
Thinking about how his mother was still anxious about the mortgage on his apartment, while he was keeping a mistress outside, he felt a strong sense of guilt.
Suddenly, Song Chen's eyes lit up, thinking of a win-win solution.
He kissed Xu Xiaoying's cherry lips and said thoughtfully, "There's no point in rushing with QQ! When your sister is discharged, I will find a house. At that time, there will be something I need you to help me with!"
"What is it?"
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Ye Kang was one of the earliest people in Dongou City to be involved in clothing sales and transportation during the reform and opening-up period. Initially, he chose to buy goods from other factories, often playing the roles of accountant, mover, and salesperson, and once sold over a hundred pieces of clothing in a single day. Later, with some capital, he and his relatives pooled their resources to start a factory, first making clothing, and gradually expanding into more famous special industries like leather shoes. By the mid-1990s, Ye Kang was already a well-known wealthy businessman in the Longwan Economic Development Zone of Dongou City.
In the Ye Family Clothing Company, which occupied several acres of land, Ye Kang, around forty-eight years old, was talking to another middle-aged man, Zhao Ming, the owner of the neighboring factory.
"Have you heard that Mr. Zhang is planning to sell his factory?" Ye Kang leaned forward slightly, his face surprised and serious, "May I ask if it's because of the Southeast Asian economic crisis? I heard you and your brother suffered significant losses?"
Zhao Ming, in his early forties, had black, shiny hair but looked somewhat unwell. He spoke loudly with a slightly hoarse voice. He smiled, nodded, and flicked his cigarette into the ashtray, sighing, "If I had known, I wouldn't have focused on foreign trade and should have transitioned earlier, like you, Mr. Ye, to build my own brand! It's better to be stable than to suffer huge losses due to fluctuations in the foreign market!"
Ye Kang sighed, "I've been in the clothing industry for over a decade and know that without your own brand, the big profits go to others! Actually, Mr. Zhang, it's not too late for you to realize this! To be honest, the clothing in your warehouse, though a lot, hasn't reached the point of causing you significant harm, right?"
Zhao Ming nodded and smiled, "Nothing can escape your notice, Mr. Ye. Although it's painful, the loss is just a few million. If I grit my teeth and take a hit, I can recover a significant part of the loss! Before the season changes, I plan to switch from export to domestic sales and sell at a loss!"
"Then why are you selling the factory?" Ye Kang looked at Zhao Ming with a half-smile, "You're not planning to quit and stay home to take care of your children, are you?"
"Ha ha!" Zhao Ming laughed, "My brother told me that my future son-in-law gave him an idea, to abandon the clothing industry and focus on the import and export of medicines and medical devices! If possible, even start a pharmaceutical factory! This can make a lot of money!"
"Wow!" Ye Kang drew in a breath as if in pain and smiled, "That's quite a big transition, Mr. Zhang! Is your son-in-law in the medical industry, or why would he suggest such an idea? Given your age, your son-in-law must be quite young, right?"