Chapter 112: Return to the Zhao Family

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  "That's not simple, making money is just buying and selling, you buy cheaper computers from elsewhere and sell them to units or individuals who need computers but don't have the technology yet." Qiu Ye really didn't think this was a problem, in this era, without coming up with anything novel, just reselling could make people rich.

  "You can think of this point, others must have thought of it too. How can you guarantee that they will definitely buy yours?" Chen Peng had never thought that things would be as simple as Qiu Ye said, but now he suddenly heard Qiu Ye say it out loud. He thought carefully and indeed it was the case. Moreover, with his current conditions, neither buying nor selling was a problem, so he became serious.

  "This issue depends on whose technology is more robust. Just buying a computer is not enough, you also need to do a good job in after-sales maintenance. Computers are like TVs, they will always break down at some point, but the people who repair home appliances won't be able to fix them, it requires professional maintenance personnel. If you promise one year of free maintenance when selling, people will likely buy your computer.

  Nowadays, most people don't want to deal with computers that often break down, so it's certain that the machine will frequently malfunction. Therefore, Qiu Ye believes that as long as they can keep up with maintenance, they can capture a large market share."

  "What about the year after?" Chen Peng thought for a moment and then asked.

  "A year later, of course, it will be repaired for free, but then it will become paid maintenance, and at that time, it will be the same as a TV set." Qiu Ye said is the concept of computer sales in later generations.

  Chen Peng fell into deep thought after hearing this, and Qiu Ye also stopped talking, fearing that his ignorant remarks would affect another young man's bright future.

  It stands to reason that Qiu Ye should have taken the opportunity to ask Chen Peng about his plans. If he really wanted to start a computer company or something, he should have cooperated with him from the beginning and held some shares in his company. However, Qiu Ye didn't say anything in the end, not because he didn't want to make money or was too embarrassed. The main reason he didn't speak up was that he had no money on him.

  With just the tens of thousands in her savings account, investing in the computer industry wouldn't even make a ripple. She still has some self-awareness after all. So she'd better just stay put for now and wait until she has more money to look for investment opportunities later.

  When Chen Peng was deep in thought, Qiu Ye quickly finished looking at the materials that Chen Jianjun had brought back this time. Generally speaking, they were similar to what he had bought last time, and the quality was mid-to-high-end. However, he didn't see any sheep fat jade inside, but instead saw a piece of pink jade.

  Qiu Ye took out the pink agate and played with it in her hand. This agate was very special, she liked it very much, but it was too small. It was only about the size of a fist, so making a set of jewelry was not possible. However, it could be made into a small pendant or a bracelet, soft pink, which should suit herself well.

  Chen Peng came back to his senses and didn't say anything else, once again immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge.

  In this way, the two people in a room got along very harmoniously, without disturbing each other, until Chen Bo and Qiu Feng ran back to eat, Chen Peng and Qiu Ye only realized that it was already noon and time for lunch.

  The lunch was very rich, and it could be seen that Chen Jianjun and his wife attached great importance to their arrival. Everyone sat around the table, eating and drinking, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious. Cui Yunhua and Zhao Shuyan chatted about family matters, while Chen Jianjun and Fang Haibo reminisced about past events. Chen Bo and Qiu Feng played together for a whole morning, feeling like they had met too late. The two of them excitedly talked about the things they had just done outside. Chen Peng and Qiu Ye also chatted from time to time.

  It wasn't until around one o'clock in the afternoon that this meal was finally finished. Qiu Ye very cleverly took the initiative to help the adults clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and received a round of praise from Cui Yunhua, saying that some girls are just good and considerate.

  After dinner, Zhao Shuyan said that she and Fang Haibo wanted to go back to the Zhao family's house to take a look. The two children were left here first. Qiu Ye and Qiu Feng had no objection. From what Grandpa Jiang meant, there was also an aunt like a witch in the Zhao family, so it was better not to go and cause trouble.

  As they walked slowly to Zhao's home, Fang Haibo said softly, "Xiao Yan, after we get there, don't be angry, let's just do our duty."

  Zhao Shuyan's originally somewhat wooden face, after hearing Fang Haibo's words, had a hint of warmth, and she lightly murmured an "uh-huh".

  The Zhao family and Chen family both live in this government compound, not far from each other. They walked for a few minutes and arrived.

  Entering the unit and arriving at the door, Zhao Shuyan took a deep breath, looking at her husband who was silently supporting her, and finally gathered the courage to stretch out her hand and knock on the door.

  Before long, the door opened and a young man in his twenties with a very regular appearance opened it.

  "Who are you looking for?" The young man asked with a frown upon seeing the two strangers outside.

  Zhao Shuyan looked at the young man, thinking that the child in front of her should be the one who could enter the house as a guest back then. However, his question made it difficult for her to answer. How could she say that she was his sister? Not only would others not believe it, but even she herself didn't want to admit it. Her mother had only given birth to one daughter, and she had no siblings. It was precisely because she refused to acknowledge having a younger brother back then that she was driven out of the house by her father. Should she say that she came as a guest, looking for Old Man Zhao?

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  Zhao Shuyan hesitated for a moment, and before she could finish speaking, another woman's voice came from inside the house.

  "Xiao Long, who's here?"

  A slender woman with a somewhat aged appearance walked to the door accompanied by the sound.

  Zhao Shuyan fell silent after hearing the woman's voice, and upon seeing the still beautiful woman standing at the door, she quietly shifted her gaze to the threshold. This person was the one who had ruined her family - Zhang Qing.

  "You are Xiaoyan and Haibo!" Zhang Qing exclaimed loudly, his face filled with surprise after frowning slightly when he saw the people outside the door.

  "Mom, who are they?" The boy who had just opened the door looked at his mother, who was usually gentle and elegant, with a strange expression, and asked in puzzlement.

  "Oh dear, you child. This is your sister and brother-in-law, they haven't come back in many years." The woman said with a tone of reproach towards her child for not recognizing the visitors, then with a full smile she said: "Xiaoyan, you've finally come back, all these years your father has been missing you so much that he's fallen ill."

  Zhao Shuyan took a deep breath at the door, calming herself down. This woman was saying something like she was unfilial and ran away from home, it's really ridiculous. If it wasn't for this hypocritical woman sowing discord between them back then, would her father and daughter have become enemies? Would she have been driven out of the house by her dad?

  Zhao Shuyan has also come to realize over the years that she and this woman are not of the same kind. She doesn't have the skill of speaking one thing but thinking another, so she is destined to lose to her. Moreover, she had long given up on the idea of competing with her. What's the use of fighting for a father like that, when mother won't live anyway? What's the use of fighting for this family, when there's no one left for her to care about?

  Zhao Shuyan raised her eyes and directly acted as if this was not someone else's home, "Hello. It's been many years since we last saw each other, we came back this time to see my father, I heard he's ill."

  Zhao Shuyan said and took the lead in walking into the house. The two people at the door unconsciously gave way to them. Fang Haibo followed closely behind his wife's footsteps, entering the Zhao family home.

  Zhao Shuyan said as she passed by the woman, "You can put your mind at ease, I'm just here to visit my elderly relative and fulfill my filial duties. I'll be leaving soon and won't affect you in any way."

  The young boy at the door saw his mother's face twisted in an expression, but it returned to a warm smile in an instant. The boy rubbed his eyes uncertainly, thinking that he must have seen wrong, or how could his gentle mother show such a ferocious look?

  "Xiao Yan, what are you saying? This is your home, and you're always welcome here." Zhang Qing turned around and followed the two of them inside.

  Zhao Shuyan glanced slightly at the front, then smiled and hurriedly said "I'm old, I'm old", these small movements were actually influenced by Xiao Ye.

  Zhao Shuyan looked at the Zhao family home and couldn't find any trace of what it was like when she left. The furniture had all been completely replaced, so how could this still be considered her own home?

  After entering the living room, Zhao Shuyan directly turned her head and asked the woman behind her, "Is my dad in the bedroom?" The tone was as if the person behind her was a nanny.

  "Ah, yes. Your father just finished lunch and went back to his room to rest. By the way, have you two had lunch? Do you need me to prepare something for you?"

  Zhao Shuyan knew what she wanted to know, so she simply ignored her. She arrived at the master bedroom door, took a deep breath, knocked gently on the door, and then turned the lock to open the bedroom door.

  "Who is it?" came a somewhat aged voice from the bedroom.

  Zhao Shuyan was stunned after hearing the voice, and many memories emerged in her mind, those of her childhood, with her mom and dad together.

  "Come on in, Little Swallow." Fang Haibo gently pulled Zhao Shuyan, indicating that she should go inside.

  Then the two of them entered the bedroom, and saw an old man lying on the big bed in the room, looking older than Old Man Jiang. Zhao Shuyan and Fang Haibo walked to the bedside and shouted "Dad".

  Mr. Zhao, who was originally lying in bed with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the two people in front of him, using his somewhat thin arms to prop himself up.

  "It's Little Swallow, Little Swallow is back."

  "Uh, Dad, I'm back." Zhao Shuyan automatically pulled over a chair from beside the bed and sat down in front of it. Fang Haibo also followed suit.

  "Good, good, good, just come back" Old Zhao looked at his daughter with wrinkles on her face and was very excited, stretching out his hand to grab his daughter's hand.

  "Hey, Old Zhao, don't get excited, your body isn't in good shape." Just then Zhang Qing entered the bedroom with a fruit platter in hand, "Come on, Xiaoyan and Haibo, I washed some fruit for you, eat while chatting, don't be polite, make yourselves at home."

  "We won't be polite, this is our own home after all." Fang Haibo said calmly as he watched the woman in front of him.