Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties-Chapter 39 - Pangyas Mother Comes to Steal the

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Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Pangya’s Mother Comes to Steal the Business_1

Chapter 39 -39: Pangya’s Mother Comes to Steal the Business_1

Mrs. Xia’s belly full of curses suddenly vanished into thin air, her face changing faster than anything: “Hey! So Bao’er bought it for her brother! Bao’er is so sensible! Such a good girl! Come here! Mommy wants to give you a kiss!”

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After planting a kiss on Xia Ningxing’s soft, pale little face, Mrs. Xia did not forget to warn her five little brats, “Your sister is so good to you, if you dare to be not good to her in the future, I’ll beat you to death!”

“We won’t, we promise, we will treat her even better than ourselves!” the five brothers hastily swore.

Xia Ningxing felt warmly inside, stretching out her little arms to hug her brothers, “I believe in you, brothers!”

With the soft, fragrant little sister in their arms, the faces of the five boys reddened with excitement, wishing they could keep her in their pockets and carry her around all the time.

“Alright, let go of your sister, haven’t you heard that boys and girls should keep their distance!” Mrs. Xia couldn’t help feeling jealous, and she came up fiercely to pull them apart, dragging Xia Ningxing into her arms to take her for a bath.

When Xia Ningxing first arrived, she was embarrassed to let Mrs. Xia help her bathe, but after getting used to it, she realized… having someone help you bathe is truly comfortable!

After school started, Xia Ningxing and her five brothers couldn’t help with the stall every day, but they still came over to help every Saturday and Sunday.

On this particular Saturday morning, there were not many people on the street yet, but there were considerably more vendors.

Just as Xia Ningxing and her family had finished setting up their stall, they noticed that several other vendors who had just finished setting up their own were also selling perfume, just like them.

“How could these people steal our business!” Mrs. Xia muttered somewhat displeased.

Xia Ningxing didn’t feel much about it and ran to her side, comforting her with her cute, milky voice, “Mommy, everyone wants to do a business that makes money. It’s normal for them to follow suit, but they can’t replicate our products. Even if there are many stealing our business, our sales will not be affected, don’t worry.”

These small vendors all wholesaled perfume from other places; the scents were quite ordinary. Although they could make a bit of money, they would definitely not affect their family’s business.

Mrs. Xia understood this all too well; it was just that she felt somewhat unhappy at heart.

If merely seeing other people enter the same business made Mrs. Xia slightly upset, seeing Pangya’s mother also starting to sell perfume like her nearly blew her top.

That’s right!

Pangya’s mother, green with envy over her profitable perfume sales, had started imitating her.

At that moment, Pangya’s mother was setting up her stall and even sneakily greeted them with her narrow, beady eyes, “Oh my, what a coincidence, Lin Lan, we’re colleagues again!”

Pangya’s mother was simply jealous of Mrs. Xia making so much money every day, so she outright quit her job to sell perfume too.

She had been better than Mrs. Xia when they worked together at the factory, so she arrogantly thought that she would certainly not do worse in business, and might even surpass her by a lot!

“Pah!” Who would care to be colleagues with someone like you!

Mrs. Xia spat in her direction, shot her a few glares, and if it weren’t for selling on the street, she would absolutely have had a big fight with her!

Xia Ningxing, sitting on a small chair, gave Pangya’s mother a cool and indifferent glance before moving her gaze away, with an air of complete disregard, as if looking at an ant.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

As time went by, the street gradually became more crowded.

Pangya’s mother’s greasy face forced a smile as she started her pitch: “Selling perfume! Selling perfume here! One yuan a bottle! Buy three, get one free! Limited to a hundred bottles!”

“Don’t miss out as you pass by!”