Reborn as a Wayward Heir

“They say the small market buys their stock from who-knows-where.” “I heard it’s from Wencheng.” “Really? Wencheng’s been on the […]

“One side is someone I know but not close with, and the other side is you, Jiang Shao. Of course

“You said, ‘You guys call this doing business? It’s scamming—everything’s fake around here.’” “You already know Wencheng is full of

“Mm.” Jiang Luo lay there with his eyes closed. He’d had a bit to drink, and his head was foggy.

He gave a polite smile. “Jiang Shao, I really wasn’t trying to steal your business. How about this—you sell at

Jiang Luo withdrew his gaze from the other side, tore open a lollipop, popped it into his mouth, and lifted

Zhao Guangyuan suddenly thought of something and asked Su Lan, as well as Zhao Shuo, “Has Mingming really never gone

Another female coworker added, “I know, the small market has really changed. They’re selling all kinds of new, trendy stuff

Bai Ting explained, “I just thought Jiang Luo’s biological parents seemed like good people. They’re nice, they’re well off… If

Even though each doll cost fifteen to buy, selling them for twenty still made five yuan apiece—better profit than most

Jiang Luo’s lips curved in a faint smile, calm, composed, and commanding: “Gentlemen, let’s all prosper together.” The businessmen gathered

“I can make any style of lamp you want.” “The price is negotiable too.” Meanwhile, Guo Ronghai, the manager at

She continued, “We already know what happened. This isn’t Jiang Luo’s fault. I’m returning the money for him not because

“Thanks for your trouble.” Su Lan was polite, too, turning and gesturing to Zhao Shuo and Zhao Guangyuan. She followed

From a distance, Zhang Xiangping kept her eyes on them. Though she could only see Jiang Luo and Wang Chuang’s

After all, those little brushes and dresses weren’t made of expensive materials. They were tiny, cheap, and hardly worth anything.

Jiang Luo asked Zhang Zhiqiang to send over another batch of goods, especially the dolls with boxes. Zhang Zhiqiang replied,

“Gods of Wealth, what do you want to eat? Tea eggs, corn? Fruit? I can go buy, you just eat

Jiang Luo had already moved down the aisle when he heard the calls, so he turned back, pulling dolls out

“Anyway, I’m telling you—the dolls sell extremely well at Pacific Department Store. They go for 68 yuan each and are