Chapter 14: A Way Out
  That same day, Fang Qing found Wang Xuefei and revealed her intention to find a wholesaler, hoping that she would go back and ask her family. She also talked about future market trends, hoping that these words would impress Wang Xuefei's father.

  She had thought that this matter would drag on for a long time, but unexpectedly, Wang Xuefei brought her father's reply the next day.

  "My dad said that this type of schoolbag has already been made in coastal cities, and the price is very cheap, and there are many styles. Although yours is not bad, it doesn't have the price advantage, so..."

  Fang Qing nodded to show that she understood. She had been too stubborn before and didn't understand the market situation. Although the plan seemed perfect, if any link went wrong, the final loss would be something she couldn't afford.

  She had always been lucky, and it was not until Wang Xuefei's father pointed out the potential problems one by one that she realized how naive her original idea was.

  "Thank your father for me. If it weren't for his guidance, I might have suffered heavy losses."

  Wang Xuefei smiled innocently and handed over a handful of candy. "But my father also praised you, saying that you are smart. Although you lack experience, you will definitely do great things in the future. So, don't be discouraged. There are not many people my father praises."

  Fang Qing smiled gratefully, and then took out a schoolbag from under the desk. "This is the schoolbag I promised you. Do you like it?"

  Wang Xuefei happily spun around with the schoolbag, but when he saw Fang Qing didn't want the money, he got anxious. In the end, he left a dollar as a reward for his hard work and ran away with the schoolbag.

  After this incident, Fang Qing's idea of starting an independent business was shattered, and he was depressed for several days. Until he returned home on the weekend and saw his uncle walking with a seductively dressed woman, Fang Qing's brows suddenly jumped.

  In her previous life, her uncle had been imprisoned for a fight involving this girlfriend. It wasn't until years after she entered a mental hospital that she saw him again. By then, his once high-spirited uncle had become half-white-haired, and before she could even wait for him to come pick her up, he'd died there...

  Although his uncle wasn't always active at home, he was deeply concerned about Fang Qing and her siblings. Fang Qing refused to let him follow his old ways. She was determined to change his fate!
  But how to do it took careful consideration...

  Looking at the schoolbag on the bed and recalling Wang Xuefei's father's words, Fang Qing suddenly had an idea.

  She remembered a man named Wang Dali in the county town who frequently traveled to other provinces and cities to transport goods. She'd heard he was a straightforward, honest man with strong business principles. If her uncle could go out with him, he could avoid impending doom and also provide him with something to do.

  After dinner, her uncle came home to chat. Fang Qing tugged at his shirt, gave him a look, and then left the yard.

  "Girl, what's wrong? Is someone bullying you again? Don't worry, tell your uncle and he will help you vent your anger." The uncle took a bite of the wilted apple and looked at his niece in front of him with a solemn promise.

  Fang Qing shook her head and said with a bitter face about her failed money-making plan, "Uncle, I now feel more and more that money is important. People can't move forward without money and can't do anything they want to do. If I weren't still in school, I really want to go out and make some money..."

  Uncle Fang Deli was amused, and rubbed the girl's head with his big hands, "You are a little girl, how can you think about these things all day long? Your main task now is to study hard and get a college diploma for our Fang family in the future. Not to mention money, even if you want mountains of gold and silver, your uncle will move them to you!"

  Fang Qing pouted, "You are bragging again. If you have this ability, take out a hundred-yuan note and show it to me now?"

  Fang Deli was speechless after being asked by his niece. He felt that the apple in his hand was not tasty anymore, and raised his hand to throw it far away, "Uncle... It's because there has been no opportunity. If there is a chance to make money, your uncle will definitely make a room full of money!"

  Fang Qing rolled his eyes in his heart, you are really my uncle, you can brag even more than me.

  "I don't believe it. Uncle Wang from Dongsanjia goes out every week to haul goods. I heard he makes a hundred bucks every time. He's a millionaire now, and he's still hiring. If you're not bragging, go give it a try, or you're just kidding."

  Fang Deli felt for the first time that his eldest niece was so difficult to deal with, but the words had already been spoken; he couldn't let a child accuse him of bragging, could he?
  "Okay, just wait, I'll make you a fortune!" After finding out the other person's name, Fang Deli lost the mood to chat any further. He said goodbye to his second brother and his wife and rushed out the door.

  Only after Uncle Wang had walked away did Fang Qing remember something: Uncle Wang, penniless and with no idea what to do, just went away like that? Fang Qing shook his head and could only pray to the moon, hoping Uncle Wang would have a safe journey and could really settle down and do something.

  Although the schoolbag business fell through, it still gave Fang Qing a lot of inspiration. She spent her free time thinking about ways to make money. Weekends, especially when she and Wen Ling visited Teacher Zhang's home and painted on the canvas with a brush, further solidified her resolve to start a business.

  One day, her eldest brother's hands were scuffed from factory work, and looking at his worn gloves, she finally knew what she wanted to sell.

  Although Jingtan County is a small town, it's surrounded by numerous factories, including textile mills, distilleries, and steel mills, as well as numerous small processing plants. Since most people need work every day, the demand for gloves is huge.

  The aunt stared at the gloves in her hands for a long time, then looked up at her niece, "Qing, you are not kidding your aunt, are you? These gloves are everywhere on the street, and we have no advantage at all..."

  Fang Qing propped up her chin and asked, "Aunt, let me ask you, how much is a pair of gloves now?"

  The aunt said reluctantly, "Fifty cents a bundle under the archway, ten in a bundle."

  Fang Qing nodded, "Then how many pairs of gloves do you think can be made from one meter of cloth? Is our cloth more durable?"

  The aunt understood what Fang Qing meant, and estimated in her mind the quantity that could be made from a piece of cloth, and was shocked!
  "You can actually make so many? Selling it at the market price, this is more than my monthly salary! Girl, you are amazing, you can even think of this idea..."

  The aunt excitedly clapped Fang Qing's shoulder, making it tingle. "But how do we sell them? If we can sell a lot from one batch, then we can break even."

  The aunt pondered for a long time, pen in hand, before finally asking friends and family to ask major factories if they wanted to purchase these gloves. After planning, the aunt bought a few meters of cloth and used her evenings to sew them at home. She then had her boyfriend and nephews bring them to the factory to inquire about their needs.

  A week later, Fang Ming suddenly came running back excitedly. "Good news! Our factory is looking to purchase a batch of gloves. The ones you make are hard-wearing and reasonably priced, and the purchasing department has already approved them!"

  (End of Chapter)