Chapter 323: I Will Remember You
Chapter 323 -180: I Will Remember You
Seeing them all silent, Zhao Qiao’er’s face grew increasingly grim.
Suddenly, she leaned closer to Lin Yuanshan and whispered reproachfully.
“I told you long ago, secretly find someone to set it on fire, leaving no trace. You refused to listen, and now look…”
“Nonsense!”
Lin Yuanshan abruptly slapped the table and stood up, splashing a few drops of soup from the bowl.
“You can think of such despicable means? The Lin Family has always conducted business with integrity!”
Both Mr. and Ms Lin immediately darkened their expressions.
Mr. Lin frowned and said, “Qiao’er, you’ve been married into the Lin Family for two years now, why are you still saying such childish things? Business has its ethics; losses should be accepted, and defeats acknowledged. If you can’t compete with others, you should honestly learn rather than harbor crooked ideas.”
Zhao Qiao’er felt her face flush and pale under the reprimand from the two elders, biting her lip in silence, but the discontent in her eyes was obvious.
Out of pique, she stuffed a large piece of fish into her mouth, chewing forcefully.
“Father, what do you think… we should do?”
Lin Yuanshan turned to his father, his voice filled with rare helplessness, “At this rate, Brocade Workshop will force the fabric shops on the whole street to close within three months…”
Mr. Lin sighed deeply and put down his chopsticks.
“Yuanshan, in my sixty-plus years, I’ve never seen such a spectacle. That Brocade Workshop… is truly extraordinary. I… I can’t understand it.”
As Mr. Lin spoke, his eyes began to redden, “The legacy your grandfather left…”
Zhao Qiao’er suddenly raised her head, “Yuanshan.”
Her eyes shone with an alarming brightness, “Go to see Wei Chengchao! Isn’t he in jail? Talk to him and see if we can get fabric from Brocade Workshop. Even if we can’t make flashy dresses, we can at least sell the same fabric, right?”
Lin Yuanshan and Mr. Lin exchanged a glance.
“This…” Lin Yuanshan hesitated.
“What do you mean, this!” Zhao Qiao’er impatiently stomped her feet, “At this moment, you still worry about these things? The whole family is about to starve!”
Mr. Lin shook his head, “Qiao’er, with the offense the Wei Family committed this time, I’m afraid you won’t be able to see him. Besides, even if we get the same fabric, without Brocade Workshop’s business tactics, we still won’t be able to sell it.”
“Father, then what do you suggest? Just watch helplessly as the Lin Family’s three generations worth of effort go to waste?”
Zhao Qiao’er’s voice was laced with anger. This wouldn’t work, that wouldn’t work. She felt the entire Lin Family was just a bunch of cowards.
The atmosphere at the dining table was so heavy it could almost be wrung out.
Lin Yuanshan stared at the soup in his bowl, which had grown cold, with a thin layer of oil floating on the surface.
“Perhaps… I should go find Mr. Liu from the Chamber of Commerce.” After a long silence, Lin Yuanshan finally spoke, his voice deep and resigned.
“Ask him to gather all the fabric businesses; we old establishments should sit together and brainstorm strategies. No matter how strong Brocade Workshop is, they can’t squeeze out all the fabric shops in the city, right?”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiao’er immediately perked up, “Right, right, right! Go now!” She stood up to fetch her husband’s coat, “It’s not completely dark yet, Mr. Liu should still be at the Chamber of Commerce.”
Mr. Lin frowned, “It’s already late, going tomorrow won’t be too late.”
“Father, it’s urgent.” Zhao Qiao’er had already swiftly brought Lin Yuanshan’s blue long robe, “The earlier we discuss, the more hope we have.”
Lin Yuanshan looked at his wife’s eager demeanor and then at his father’s worried expression, finally nodding, “Housekeeper, prepare some gifts.”
When Lin Yuanshan stepped out the door with the gifts, it was already completely dark.
Lin Yuanshan took a deep breath and headed towards the Chamber of Commerce. He didn’t know if this request for help would save the Lin Family’s business, but at least he tried.
Thinking of this, his steps gradually became more determined…
Last night, the Capital City experienced a night-long downpour, with rain pounding on each household’s green tiles like countless galloping hooves.
This morning, the rain ceased and clouds dispersed, the sky was washed to a bright clarity, and a fresh scent of earth and vegetation filled the air.
Sunlight streamed through the clouds onto the damp streets, causing the stone pavement to gleam brightly.
Inside Brocade Workshop, Tang Xiaotong had been bustling since he opened the doors at dawn.
He and several staff shuffled through the hallways lined with clothing, beads of perspiration seeping from his forehead, deep blue sleeves rolled to his elbows revealing distinct forearms and a scar on his wrist.
“Ms Zhang, is the embroidered skirt for Mr. Li’s family ironed?
“Almost ready, Mr. Tang!”
“Miss Li, has Mr. Qian’s family hurried embroidered crabapple done?”
“Almost there, it’ll be ready by tomorrow.”
He continued to inquire about work while also attending to customers entering the store.