Let me give you another beautiful heroine.

When we arrived, I was surprised to find it was the Oasis Community where Brother Du lived, but Jin Yulian had bought one of the large suites. Sixteenth floor, over a hundred square meters, already mostly furnished, though the appliances and bedding were still missing.

Curious, I teased, “Sister Yulian, is this your golden house to keep a beauty?” She replied, “Don’t talk nonsense. I originally bought this place to give to you, but then trouble arose with the company! You didn’t ask for clarification and came to make a scene at my office. I wanted to explain, but seeing you misunderstood me, I felt wronged and couldn’t be bothered to clear things up.”

I understood that as a proud woman, Jin Yulian felt aggrieved by my misunderstanding and, instead of explaining, chose to provoke me further. That’s the way with proud women—they get upset and can’t be bothered to explain themselves. In their eyes, if you misunderstand them, it’s because you don’t understand their heart, so why should they have to explain? They’re not beholden to you.

Because I’d made a scene at her company, someone must have tipped off her brother Jin Baoqiang. That night he came with a group to teach me a lesson. When Jin Yulian found out, she rushed over to stop her brother.

I took a quick look around. The apartment had three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a study, a kitchen, dining area, and a living room. Given that property prices in the county were over ten thousand a square meter, this place was worth at least two million.

Seeing me appraise the place, Jin Yulian asked, “Well? Do you like it?” I grinned and replied, “It’s great, but the house alone isn’t enough—you’ll need to throw in a beautiful lady of the house as well.” With that, I pulled her close.

“You wish,” she scolded, though she leaned against my shoulder. With a sigh, she said, “Honestly, I thought if I really married Qian Duobao, I’d give you this place. Maybe you’d find another girl to marry, but you’re just too greedy.” As she spoke, she poked my forehead with her finger, only to realize I was still feverish. “Your fever hasn’t gone down?” she exclaimed. I replied with a cheeky smile, “I’m fine.”

She stood up and said, “Stop fooling around. I’ll take you to buy some things for the house. Here’s the key—take it.” She pressed the key into my hand.

Jin Yulian then drove me into town. We had a casual lunch together, bought bedding and other necessities, and when we returned she helped me tidy the place up. Afterward, she took me to enroll at the driving school. After all, not having a license would make life and work difficult, and as a man, I enjoyed driving.

By the time we finished everything, it was already past three in the afternoon. She took several phone calls during that time, probably company business, but only gave brief instructions without immediately heading back.

Unable to hold back, I said, “Sister Yulian, if there’s something urgent at the company, shouldn’t we go back?” She nodded and drove me back to her workplace. Since it was her car, the security guards at the gate didn’t look closely and let us in with utmost respect.

Sitting beside her, I felt uneasy seeing how deferentially the guards treated us. I quickly lowered my head. After all, I was living off Jin Yulian’s generosity; I didn’t mind, but I worried it would diminish her in others’ eyes.

Instead of taking me to her office, Jin Yulian brought me to the company warehouse.

Her clothing company had three large buildings: the first was offices and a factory, the second housed a factory and warehouse, and the third, which used to be part factory and part storage, was now entirely a warehouse.

Jin Yulian had the warehouse manager—a middle-aged woman who didn’t know me—open up. Seeing her boss personally accompany me, she assumed I was there to help sell off foreign trade inventory and eagerly began introducing everything to me.

I was amazed at the sheer volume of stock. “So much!” I exclaimed. Jin Yulian gave a wry smile. “This is just a third of our inventory. We’ve rented two more warehouses elsewhere for the rest.”

I was shocked. Just thinking about millions of dollars worth of inventory—over thirty million garments—was staggering. Seeing my expression, Jin Yulian smiled and said, “If you can sell these, I’ll give you a ten percent commission.”

Leaning close to her ear, I whispered with a grin, “Does that ten percent include a beautiful boss like you as a bonus?”

She shot me a look. “You know perfectly well.”

I grinned. “A hefty reward inspires brave men. I’ll give it a try, but you need to tell me exactly how much stock there is, the styles, and your target price.”

She replied, “I’ll send you the quantities and styles on WeChat in a moment. As for price, my brother already agreed to sell it all for ten million dollars, but you should aim for at least twenty million, right?”

I nodded. “I’ll do my best,” I said, snapping several photos of the goods with my phone.

Seeing how serious I was, Jin Yulian asked, “Where do you plan to sell them?”

“These are all for export,” I replied. “Naturally, I’ll approach foreign trade companies.”

She shook her head. “I’ve spoken with most of the foreign trade companies in Mingzhou. Their offers were all low—the lowest was one million, the highest was once twelve million, but I hesitated and when I went back to negotiate, they dropped the price to eight million.”

Hearing this, I realized the situation was even tougher than I’d imagined—anything I could think of, Jin Yulian had already tried.