Chapter 98: I Am the Serious Dragon Bro
[Yi Niao Clothing Factory, Yi Niao Clothing Factory, Yi Niao’s biggest clothing factory just went bankrupt……]
[Boss x*x*x spent three point five billion on booze, prostitution, gambling, and ran off with his little sister-in-law. We have no choice but to settle wages with clothes. The original prices were over thirty, forty, fifty bucks — now everything, just nineteen bucks, nineteen bucks……]
The voice blaring through the speaker was the first to hit Hu Yu Ying hard.
Because she was out shopping with Long Ao Tian, and honestly, there was no way the boss had been out drinking, whoring, gambling, and running off with his sister-in-law — that’s just TV drama stuff, right?
She stifled a giggle, looking at Long Brother: “Long Ge, you’re such a bad boy… so bad!”
Standing on the tricycle close to the speaker, Long Ao Tian didn’t actually hear Hu Yu Ying’s teasing; all he saw was her smiling at him, and he couldn’t help but smile back.
The road ahead stretched endlessly, the phoenix trees still lush, the sun just right for this bustling world, as the breeze swept through, brushing past daring young men.
Hu Yu Ying’s heart suddenly fluttered faster — her adorable, pure little face blushed with a hint of pink. She kept sneaking quick glances at Long Ao Tian, then would hastily look away…
The unique sound of the speaker kept attracting attention. When people heard clothes priced at just nineteen bucks each, they started walking over, secretly hoping to score a bargain.
New clothes always look more eye-catching.
The styles almost covered the entire umbrella, with a few pieces catching the eye at a glance.
Nineteen bucks — compared to the shops selling clothes for twice or thrice that, it’s easy to get buyers’ hearts racing.
That’s small stall business for you: as long as you can gather a crowd, today’s earnings are guaranteed to be good.
The infamous boss ran off with his little sister-in-law, all clothes nineteen yuan — these words always pull the eyes of passersby.
The atmosphere heats up. One person tries on clothes, then two.
Someone pays, and soon a group is paying.
And let’s just say, Hu Yu Ying’s cash-handling speed was truly impressive. She didn’t know how happy she was — beaming a row of white teeth, innocent and adorable.
Hu Yu Ying was busy taking money while Long Ao Tian went to measure sizes.
“Hey kid, what size pants is your girlfriend wearing? My daughter’s about the same figure; I’ll take this back for her to try.”
“Boss, the pants are a bit more expensive,” Long Ao Tian kept digging through clothes for sizes.
“How much? They look pretty good on her.”
“Twenty-eight, but I can let it go for twenty-five. No profit — just helping out,” Long Ao Tian replied.
Hu Yu Ying was at a loss for words. Her mind was full of ‘girlfriend’ — she blankly stared at the older girl in front, her innocent face blinking, and nodded stupidly: “Mm-hmm, twenty-five, no profit.”
Girls with good looks really are the best scammers.
With Hu Yu Ying’s simple, innocent face saying that, she was more convincing than Long Ao Tian calling out “Older Sister” a hundred times.
Morning passed in a blur. Long Ao Tian squatted down searching for sizes and didn’t get up once.
By noon, everyone was heading back to cook, and since it was summer vacation, no one wanted to go hungry — especially not the kids at home.
“Oh, my, Hu Yu Ying! Help me up, my foot’s gone numb,” Long Ao Tian groaned.
Hu Yu Ying happily helped him to his feet, supporting him onto the tricycle, her voice practically bubbling with excitement: “Long Ge made so much money!”
“It’s just the beginning. After lunch, more people will come,” Long Ao Tian said with a smile.
Seeing Hu Yu Ying’s radiant smile, he couldn’t help but tousle her long hair.
“Really?”
“Mmm,” she answered.
Women’s gossip mouths are no less fearsome than haunted houses of rumors.
Just those nineteen bucks — those few words alone were enough to lure them over.
Plus, some of them planned to return later with clothes that fit their kids, maybe buy a few more.
“Almost time. I’m going to buy some rice — you watch the stall here,” Long Ao Tian said, then headed into the market.
He’d spotted a few roast duck stalls earlier — smelled pretty good.
While packing their meals, his phone vibrated — Hu Yu Ying sent a message.
She said: She’d sold two more short-sleeved shirts.
From her message, it’s clear how happy she was.
“Long Ge, I only helped with these. That’s it,” she sent.
From her words, you could tell she was thrilled.
“Long Ge, you’re rough, but the only ones who can really help you are just these.”
“Maybe the road ahead will be tough, but I just hope that someday, when you think back to today, you can be as happy as you are now.”
Finished packing, Long Ao Tian took a deep breath and headed back along the same route.
Two lunchboxes, a sliced roast duck, a stack of thin pancakes — not fancy, but enough to fill their stomachs.
“Long Ge, eat this,” Hu Yu Ying handed him a wrap.
“You should eat too. If the roasted duck gets cold, it won’t taste good,” she said, already digging into her own third wrap.
“I’m not hungry,” Long Ao Tian replied.
Hu Yu Ying loved watching Long Ao Tian eat — one big bite, and the wrap was gone.
So impressive.
Watching Long Ao Tian eat somehow made her even more joyful than eating herself.
Suddenly, Hu Yu Ying’s bright eyes sparkled with tiny lights, and she pointed at her lips.
“Long Ge, here,” she whispered.
Long Ao Tian, mid-chew, froze, forgetting what he had in his mouth.
Staring blankly at Hu Yu Ying’s gesture, his genuine smile, eyes shining happily, her fair fingers touched her own slightly parted red lips.
“I am the serious Long Bro,” she declared bravely.
“You’re the most devious one,” Hu Yu Ying shot him a glare, “Always teasing me, ruining your lips with sauce from eating.”
Sometimes, Long Bro really seemed like a mature uncle.
Protecting himself, guiding himself, helping himself, going shopping with her, selling clothes — in this way, Long Bro truly felt unlike someone his age.
His way of thinking was more like a seasoned veteran navigating society.
But sometimes, this Long Bro was like a kid who hadn’t grown up yet.
Loves teasing her, gets excited over interesting stuff.
Last time, he watched an excavator demolish a building — his peers would run from dust, afraid of getting dirty, but Long Bro sat with a group of thirty-somethings, watching for ages.
From a different angle, Hu Yu Ying really didn’t think demolishing houses with an excavator was all that exciting.
He’s mature, yet full of childlike innocence.
Compared to everyone she knew, Long Bro was vibrant and wild.
“Alright, you little Hu Yu Ying, now you dare call me Long Bro?”
“I’m such a good boy, huh…? Oh, someone’s coming!” Hu Yu Ying quickly shrank back, hurriedly ran over to the approaching customer.
Sure enough, just as Long Bro said — midday wasn’t as crowded as the morning, but people kept coming and going, and Hu Yu Ying’s pocket jingled with small change, not much less than the morning rush.
And that’s how the stall kept bustling.
