The young couple both knew in their hearts that Que Zhou City was not their final destination.
It was merely a temporary place to stay.
Of course.
If anyone wished to stay, they would not be forced to leave together.
These thoughts and discussions were kept hidden in their hearts, not to be revealed to everyone for now. After all, current circumstances were current, and situations were constantly changing. They needed to be prepared to respond at any time.
However, precisely because of the volatile situation, as leaders, they did not need to tell their subordinates everything. As long as nothing was definitively decided, there was no need to speak.
This was to prevent the subordinates from becoming anxious and unable to function.
Currently, the young couple managed everything quite well.
The subordinates’ efforts could all be directed towards a single purpose.
Everyone was simply focused on making money.
Their businesses were steadily established, and the Cheng family head finally brought good news: his textile business was showing some promise.
This put him in a very good mood.
Consequently, he stopped bothering Cheng Hao and Su Miao Miao with inquiries. He now left early and returned late every day, not even paying attention to Madam Cheng. He also seemed to have become addicted to frequenting the pleasure houses.
Everyone was unaware of this initially.
Until one night.
Madam Cheng had an argument with the late-returning Cheng family head, and only then did everyone find out.
The Cheng family head was so angry that he didn't visit Madam Cheng's room for several days, choosing instead to sleep elsewhere. He even returned home drunk every morning.
It was no wonder Madam Cheng would argue with him.
The recent turmoil had not instilled fear in the city's inhabitants for too long. Instead, the extravagant competition among wealthy families intensified, with them indulging in revelry day and night, seeking to enjoy themselves more.
When discussing business, people would head directly there, almost as if they lived there.
The Cheng family head went there with several newly acquainted companions.
Cheng Kai Chun, upon hearing this, was eager to join them for feasting and merriment, but the money he could earn here daily was too substantial, and he was unwilling to give it up.
After some internal struggle.
He surprisingly chose to earn money, which was somewhat unexpected by everyone.
Madam Xi did not react much. After all, as people who shared the same bed, she understood his thoughts. He had been too poor in the past, and now that he had this income, the feeling of money flowing through his hands was too wonderful.
Therefore, money naturally took precedence over everything else. He did not accompany the Cheng family head to socialize but went to his stall punctually every day to sell pastries. He was afraid that someone would snatch his spot, as he was not the only one in the Cheng family who was good with numbers.
Cheng Kai Chun knew this was a good opportunity and was determined to hold onto it.
Cheng Feng Tai felt the same way. He was earning a lot of money recently and naturally had no intention of sharing it with others, focusing solely on selling pastries.
He walked the streets and alleys every day without complaint of tiredness.
But despite the diligence of these two men, they did not give a single copper coin to their wives.
They kept everything for themselves.
In the past.
Cai Shi and Xi Shi could only reluctantly ask him for money when they needed to buy something. This feeling of living by the grace of their husbands was terrible.
Now, they were both small managers in the processing workshop and earned a decent amount of money.
It was more than enough.
Moreover, they could save some money for future needs.
This feeling of controlling their own finances was truly wonderful.
Cai Shi and Xi Shi now stood with their backs straight, no longer needing to gauge their husbands' expressions. All of this could be traced back to gratitude towards the young couple.
The influence brought about by the fluttering wings of Cheng Hao and Su Miao Miao, like two little butterflies, was immense, capable of transforming the lives of people like them.