Zhou Qishen raised an eyebrow slightly and asked Lao Cheng beside him, "Am I rough?"
Old Cheng laughed and said, "Pretty flashy."
Later, the two got together, registered their marriage, and got married.
Later, there were reasons for the separation. Regardless of right or wrong, to be fair, during those two years, Zhou Qishen was incredibly tender and passionately in love with Zhao Xiyin. He truly loved this girl.
Gu Heping sighed inwardly, not wanting to upset Zhou Qishen, so he comforted him gently, "Actually, it's not that awkward. Look how well Xiyin behaved today. She was calm and didn't treat you like an enemy. Even if things don't go well, we can still be friends in the future."
Without even thinking, Zhou Qishen said, "I can't be friends with her."
As expected, Gu Heping remained silent. He simply patted Zhou Qishen on the shoulder, and then they drank together.
"Oh right, I almost forgot." Gu Heping mentioned it, still a little unhappy about it now, "Who was that woman with Xiyin today? She must be stupid. She had arsenic on her lips, could she even speak properly?"
Li Ran called out his name in the restroom and told him to see an ophthalmologist, as Gu Heping still remembered this grudge.
“She’s a friend, we’ve played together since we were little, and we have a very good relationship,” Zhou Qishen said.
"It's toxic." Gu Heping scoffed. "Don't lead Xiyin astray."
Zhou Qishen glanced at him. "She's Chairman Li's youngest daughter. She studied finance at Harvard and has only been back in China for a couple of years."
Gu Heping responded with an "Oh," and asked, "Which company do you work for?"
"I'm not going to work for anyone; I'm starting my own business."
Gu Heping chuckled. "No wonder it's so prickly. What kind of business do you do?"
Zhou Qishen leaned back on the sofa, raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows, "Playing in e-commerce."
Gu Heping chuckled, "Interesting."
But Zhou Qishen was exhausted and didn't want to deal with it. Gu Heping couldn't get any specifics out of him, so he decided to investigate himself. He made two phone calls and sent him a link on WeChat in less than five minutes.
Gu Heping clicked on the Crown Store, and the screen was filled with pink early autumn new styles, with a few pieces of thin gauze covering the body, and the models had enchanting and graceful figures.
Gu Heping was genuinely stunned. A Harvard finance graduate, returning to China to sell lingerie. And then there was Li Ran's short red hair—it was truly surreal.
He wasn't interested, and after a couple of casual swipes, he was about to exit when he saw a notice at the top that said "New Arrival Livestream." Livestream what? Online lingerie changing? Gu Heping clicked on it casually, and Li Ran's smiling face appeared on the screen, enthusiastic and exaggerated, the screen filled with "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome").
The soundproofing in the private room wasn't very good, and the singing outside mixed in and drilled into Zhou Qishen's ears. Zhou Qishen suffered from migraines, and right now his temples were throbbing with pain. He closed his eyes to rest, his mind filled with a vast, surging sea of night.
"Brother Zhou," Gu Heping suddenly called out to him, his tone changing.
Zhou Qishen didn't open his eyes, only humming in response.
"Little Red Hair's store is having a live stream about new products, they're going all out." Gu Heping waved his phone, "I'm getting my best friend to try them on live."
Zhou Qishen's eyelids twitched, and he opened his eyes.
Li Ran's studio is located in the west of the city, in a converted 200-square-meter residential house.
As the camera panned down, Li Ran urged impatiently, "Xiao Shun'er, are you done yet? Stop dawdling!"
The man named Xiao Shun looked worried, clutching his chest, unable to relax. "Can I back out? What kind of thing is this, dressing up as a woman?"
Li Ran walked over and dragged him outside, saying, "You shouldn't be using the word 'go back on your word.' We're not letting you show your face, so don't be ashamed, you're a man."
Xiao Shun turned his head and shouted for help to Zhao Xiyin, "Sister Xi, Brother Li is messing with me!"
Zhao Xiyin squatted to the side, watching the fire from across the river, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with laughter.
Li Ran has a lot of strange and unusual ideas, and she can create some gimmicks. For example, her best friend is a model who changes clothes on the spot and it turns out to be a man. The eye-catching effect is definitely not bad.
In the two rows of cubicles on the right, customer service representatives were typing away, creating a bustling and vibrant atmosphere.
Just as the live stream was about to start, a customer service representative suddenly called out to her in a panic, "Ranran, um, we're out of stock. Everything's sold out."
Li Ran thought she was talking in her sleep, "What?"
"Really, I bought them all. You can see for yourself if you don't believe me."
Li Ran still didn't believe it, but Zhao Xiyin was nearby. She went to the computer, moved the mouse up and down three times, and finally looked up, saying with a complicated expression, "All the products in your shop have been taken down. They've really been sold out."
The happiest person was Xiao Shun, who tore off the two thin pieces of gauze from her chest, exclaiming, "No need to do a live stream anymore!"
"..."
That seems to make sense.
Chapter 3 The Swallows Parting Ways (3)
Upon checking the backend system, it was discovered that all the purchases were made from the same account. The recipient was listed as "Mr," the address was a company address (the specific floor was unknown), and the phone number was a landline.
Xiao Shun glanced at it and said, "Those people from the Guomao area, they really know how to have fun."
Li Ran said, "Isn't it incredibly domineering and pampering to let your girlfriend change into a different outfit every hour?"
Zhao Xiyin laughed when she heard this, "Then this girlfriend is really unlucky."
Xiao Shun said, "Maybe he's just playing with himself."
The more she talked, the more perverted it became, but even the most perverted things can't compare to the joy of making money. Li Ran said she'd treat everyone to a late-night snack, but Zhao Xiyin checked the time, picked up her bag, and said, "I won't go. I'll go home and keep my dad company."
Li Ran knew her personality; she wasn't one for crowds. "Sure, I'll give you a ride."