Their family is just too complicated. Mu Haomingâs father alone has had three wives, all of whom have children. Mu Haoming grew up with his grandfather, and those siblings donât see eye to eye with him.
The Mu Family is a large one. It seems harmonious on the surface, but everyone has their own little schemes. Even a simple conversation requires twists and turns, itâs exhausting.
When Xinyan reached the place to make a call, her first call wasnât to her family or He Jinxuan, but to the company.
The call was answered by Ling Tianze: "Hello, who is this?"
"Tianze, itâs me, Han Xinyan."
"Oh, Young Master, werenât you in closed training and unable to contact the outside world?"
"I have a two-hour break today, so I can contact outside."
"Just in time, I have something to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Zheng Zhiyang came by today with some news. The state-owned garment factory has replaced all the sewing machines in one workshop with new ones, and the old machines have been removed. They were planning to store them first."
"After he got the news, he looked into it. Half of those machines are still 50% new. He also got professionals to confirm this. He wanted to know what we think."
Xinyan had been planning to open her own clothing company, and this opportunity seemed like a stroke of luck: "You guys discuss it among yourselves, youâre all familiar with our future plans."
Ling Tianze naturally understood Xinyanâs intention: "Thereâs one more thing. The paint factory on Zhengyang Street needs to relocate, and the government is considering selling that piece of land. Do you have any thoughts?"
Xinyan was well aware of the factoryâs location. If she could acquire it, once the entire factory relocates, they might be able to exchange for a bigger plot of land. Then, with more liquidity, they could build a new factory: "Tell Zheng Zhiyang to look into the situation there, it would be best if we could secure it."
However, considering that her liquidity was limited, she thought of the treasure she had previously acquired at the Mechanical Factory on the mountain.
According to her grandfather, the treasure she accidentally stumbled upon was supposedly hidden there by the Gu Family ancestors, so using it gives her no psychological burden.
Ling Tianze, hearing Xinyanâs instructions: "Alright, Iâll contact him right away to see if he can find out more details."
As more people began to line up to use the phone, Xinyan gave a few more instructions before hanging up.
She quickly called the Gu Familyâs old house next, knowing that calling the house in the suburbs wouldnât reach her parents.
Someone picked up quickly, and Xinyan heard the familiar voice: "Grandma, itâs me, Yanyan."
"Oh, Yanyan, you managed to make a call?"
"Yes, Grandma, is everything alright at home?"
"Yes, yes, yes, your parents have been busy preparing your dowry and havenât been back to the suburban house, so Chaojun has been staying here."
"How about Grandpa?"
"He went to check on the progress of some jewelry sets heâs having made for you today."
They chatted for a few more moments before Xinyan said, "Grandma, there are people waiting to make calls, so Iâll keep it short. Please tell the family Iâm doing well and not to worry."
After hanging up, she quickly indicated to Jiang Peiqin who was two meters away: "Itâs your turn, hurry."
As they passed by each other, Xinyan said, "Iâll wait for you at the pavilion in front."