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Ever since that unpleasant encounter at the supervisor’s office door, Walter seemed determined to spite me by frequently getting close to
Ana.
Ever since that unpleasant encounter at the supervisor’s office door, Walter seemed determined to spite me by frequently getting close to Ana.
At lunch that day, I was eating in the cafeteria when I heard a commotion at the entrance. Looking up, I saw Ana walking in with her arm linked through Walter’s, wearing a deliberately showy smile.
She purposely pulled Walter to sit across from me, mocking, “Well, well, if it isn’t Phoebe! I heard you’re planning to quit? Can’t handle staying at the factory anymore?”
I continued eating my meal at a leisurely pace, not even bothering to lift my eyes.
Walter pretended to mediate, though his gaze kept drifting toward me: “Ana, don’t say that. She probably has other plans.”
“Her?” Ana scoffed. “What could someone from a working–class background possibly achieve?”
I swallowed my last bite, picked up my tray, and got up to leave.
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In my past life, such words would have made me too angry to eat for three days. Now I actually hoped they’d get even closer.
As I was about to leave the cafeteria, Walter suddenly called out: “Phoebe! Ana and I are going to the city next month. Want us to bring you anything?”
I waved dismissively without turning back: “No thanks, just have fun.”
After leaving the cafeteria, I headed straight to the library. Lately, I’d been collecting materials about doing business, especially New York’s economic policies. I had to seize this opportunity.
After leaving the cafeteria, I headed straight to the library. Lately, I’d been collecting materials about doing business, especially New York’s economic policies. I had to seize this opportunity.
After leaving the cafeteria, I headed straight to the library. Lately, I’d been collecting materials about doing business, especially New York’s economic policies. I had to seize this opportunity.
Over the weekend, I set up a small stall at the market near the factory, selling electronic watches and other small goods I’d brought from New York. Business was surprisingly brisk – I made more in one day than my half–month salary.
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Over the weekend, I set up a small stall at the market near the factory, selling electronic watches and other small goods I’d brought from New York. Business was surprisingly brisk – I made more in one day than my half–month salary.
A young woman complimented me while paying: “Boss, your merchandise is pretty fresh. You’ve got more styles than the department store.”
I smiled without responding.
My past self knew nothing about this, only clinging to that meager textile factory salary and handing it all over to Walter. Looking back now, I was incredibly foolish then.
While packing up, I caught sight of Walter and Ana standing not far away. Ana was looking over with a mocking expression while Walter frowned, seemingly deep in thought.
While packing up, I caught sight of Walter and Ana standing not far away. Ana was looking over with a mocking expression while Walter frowned, seemingly deep in thought.
Soon, they both walked over to me.
Ana taunted: “Well, Phoebe, what are you doing selling things here? Want me to buy something?”
I ignored her and continued packing up my stall.
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Walter tugged at her sleeve, signaling to leave, but Ana jerked away: “I’m not going!”
She pulled out several ten–dollar bills from her pocket and waved them in front of me: “This should be enough to buy everything on your stall, right?”
I stopped what I was doing and looked up at her: “Ana, how many more years do you think your dad can help you? Three years? Five years?”
Ana’s expression changed: “What do you mean?”
“Nothing much.” I leisurely packed the last item into my bag. “Just reminding you that you can’t rely on your father’s help for the rest of your life.”
With that, I picked up my bag and walked away, leaving Ana fuming behind me. Walter stood there motionless, watching me with a complex expression.
Back home, I counted the day’s earnings and flipped through the business materials sent from New York. At this rate, I’d have enough capital to start my business in another two months.
The sound of a car horn came from outside. I pulled back the curtain to see Ana’s new Santana. Walter sat in the passenger seat, looking toward my place.
The sound of a car horn came from outside. I pulled back the
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curtain to see Ana’s new Santana. Walter sat in the passenger seat, looking toward my place.
I quickly drew the curtain shut and returned to studying my business plan.
I quickly drew the curtain shut and returned to studying my business plan.
Neither Ana nor Walter could stop me from making money!
Neither Ana nor Walter could stop me from making money!
Neither Ana nor Walter could stop me from making money!
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