Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1333: Can’t Find Her Figure

The more than twenty thousand yuan in hand served as the startup capital, enough to register the company and secure the factory space in the wholesale market.

So, An Hao called An Ping, instructing him and Wang Erzhu and Liu Xiaolian to get the operation underway.

Everything had been going very smoothly at first, with the company registering quickly, the factory rented out, and the initial capital investment all in place.

All was set, just waiting for the continuous flow of follow-up funds, and then they could start hiring staff and begin buying produce with money.

However, during this period, Lin Qiushu and her family seemed to have disappeared without a trace. An Hao went to find them several times but couldn’t catch sight of them.

But since the initial investment was already there, if there were no follow-up funds, the company would only be left hanging, and the initial money would have been put in for nothing.

After dragging on like this for a while, An Hao started to grow anxious.

An Ping and Erzhuzi were also worried, pressuring An Hao every day.

"Sis, has the owner of Baozhen Jade Store come back yet? Can you sell that bracelet or not? So much money has already gone in; it sure can’t run dry."

"Don’t worry, let’s wait a bit more." An Hao said not to hurry, though in her heart she was indeed feeling anxious.

But she firmly believed that Lin Qiushu would definitely show up; she had shown so much interest in her bracelet, it was impossible that she would vanish into thin air just when she needed money.

"So we’re just going to sit around and do nothing?" Wang Erzhu had visited the market in the past few days and was increasingly convinced that their vegetable company was reliable.

"And if that doesn’t work, should we start raising money and test out the waters?" With An Hao in charge, An Ping felt especially confident.

"Sure," An Hao completely agreed, "Let’s give it a try then."

She said this, but in her heart, she was very certain.

In an era where you can make money by setting up a small stall, opening a company would surely bring in a windfall.

There was another reason she was in such a rush to get the company going: in her previous life, there was a particularly large wholesale market in Nancheng City that dominated the vegetable business, monopolizing the entire Nancheng market.

That company was very prosperous, and now that she had been reborn with these convenient conditions and the market was already mature, she absolutely had to get ahead and seize the opportunity.

Even if the An Family couldn’t monopolize the vegetable business in Nancheng in the future, they still had to split the market evenly with the competition.

"But how to borrow the money is yet another problem!" An Ping worried again.

"And large sums aren’t easy to come by; borrowing a small amount is more feasible." An Hao smiled slightly, her mind already strategizing.

Following the method An Hao provided, the next morning, An Ping and his two buddies headed back to their village.

As soon as they entered the village, they attracted a crowd of onlookers!

The reason was that each of the few people was carrying a pile of stuff in their hands.

The three of them even brought back a television set together.

This instantly caused a sensation throughout the entire village, as owning a television set was virtually synonymous with being rich.

Seeing the three of them looking so proud and spirited, the villagers crowded around.

"Has An Ping struck it rich?"

"That television isn’t cheap, right?"

An Ping replied with a beaming smile, "What getting rich? We’re just earning a little pocket money!"

"Oh my, this is just a little money?" The villagers were shocked.

"Isn’t it just pocket money? This time we all lent money to An Ping. Once we make money, everyone will get a share..." Wang Erzhu said.

"Don’t talk about it, don’t talk about it... If only there were more money this time, then we could make a big profit..."

As soon as An Ping finished speaking, the villagers all thundered along with them to their destination.

Lin Mansion.

Lin Qiushu held a cup of bird’s nest soup, feeding the bedridden elder.

A man stood by her side, reporting: "During this period, she’s come to the store no less than five times..."