Chapter 380: Chapter 379: Han Yi’s Classmate
"You guys just didn’t notice. Last month, her husband picked her up and dropped her off at the school gate every day for a month, and none of you saw it," Yin Peibai laughed and added, "Xiao Wan’s husband is in the military, so he rarely comes back."
"We really didn’t notice, no wonder."
"By the way, you three are always working on something right after class. What have you been up to?"
"Knitting scarves. We get one yuan per scarf for the labor. I’m supplying the yarn. Oh... if you know anyone interested, refer them to me. I’m short on people right now."
"How about my sister? She finishes work early at the department store and doesn’t have much to do when she gets home," Ma Tao asked.
"Of course, Sister Ma would be great."
"I’ve got two sisters at home who just graduated. They’ve been out of work for two or three months now. Lin, bring some to school tomorrow; they know how to knit," Li Changjiang hurriedly said.
"Really? That’s great! I was looking for people. Sure, I’ll bring some to school for you tomorrow."
Lin Wan didn’t expect to find three people over a single meal.
But that’s still not enough. Getting another seven or eight people would be about right.
After eating, the group went to the school together.
That evening, it was her brother who came to pick her up. He wouldn’t let Mom stay out so late, insisting she be home by seven every night.
There’s Xiao Gu at the shop; Mom doesn’t have much to do there in the evenings.
Besides, the shop closes at nine anyway.
The next day, Lin Wan and Liang Hongmei got the goods ready and took them to the store, waiting for Sister Zhao to come pick them up. After finishing Sister Zhao’s order, Liang Hongmei took Lin Wan to the department store.
Director Wang needed 200 scarves, but they only had 130. Lin Wan promised to make up the rest in two or three days.
Director Wang nodded in agreement. Who knew that by the time they returned to school that night, instead of three people, eight had been recommended? Well, that’s about what they had hoped for. The scarves should be finished soon.
Lin Wan, worried something might go wrong with so many people, explicitly explained to them how many stitches across and how many rows down each skein of yarn should be. She kept track of everything. It couldn’t be too few or too many.
While Lin Wan was busy with her business, there was a heavy snow at the beginning of November.
It snowed all night, and Lin Wan hadn’t attended class for two days since it started snowing.
Today was Sunday, so she and her brother loaded a tricycle with goods and took them to the store for delivery.
Sister Zhao ordered another 200 scarves, 100 pairs of gloves, and 100 pairs of hats.
The few shops at the storefront shared a substantial amount of her supply during these two deliveries. Just among them, hundreds of items had been taken.
"Isn’t this Han Yi’s wife?"
As soon as Lin Wan saw Sister Zhao off, a man appeared in front of the store.
Chubby was the first word that came to Lin Wan’s mind upon seeing him.
The guy must be over six feet tall, with at least two hundred pounds of flab.
"Yes, and who might you be?"
"I’m the contractor here, Wei Jian Country," the man smiled, causing the flesh on his face to squeeze together.
Upon hearing his name, Lin Wan immediately knew who he was. "Nice to meet you, I’ve heard a lot about you from Han Yi. He said you were his best buddy in high school, and thanks for helping with the store."
Wei Jian Country was overjoyed hearing Lin Wan’s words. Of course, he was the best buddy. During school days, one was a top student, and the other was quite the rebel.
They sat at the same desk, and over time became familiar with each other. Despite Han Yi being a good student in class, out of school, he was no different from a troublemaker.
"You’re welcome, it’s my pleasure. And who is this?" Wei Jian Country asked, looking at Lin Yinghui beside Lin Wan.
"This is my brother, Lin Yinghui. Brother, this is Han Yi’s classmate, Wei Jian Country, Brother Wei."
"Hello, Mr. Wei."
"Hello, hello. I’ve seen you somewhere. Aren’t you from the Family Fruit Wine Factory in the suburbs?"