Be More Self-Aware

Lin Fan looked up and saw Yan Shun holding a handsome young man under in a headlock, his right hand tightly covering the young man's mouth, his face creased with pressure.

Xiao Liu threw a pleading look at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was momentarily stunned, but after a moment's thought, she quickly realized that the person was from the cooking team.

But why would someone from the kitchen be interested in her clothes? She understood if the army wives were eyeing her outfits, but what business did the cooking team have with her? Were they buying clothes for their family?

Lin Fan said, "I'm sorry, but we're out of stock for the clothes. We can take pre-orders. Is that acceptable?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shun could not help but burst into laughter, and a question mark formed in Xiao Liu's mind.

He, a grown man without a girlfriend, was buying women's clothing? Xiao Liu knew Lin Fan had misunderstood and hurriedly struggled, trying to pry Yan Shun's hands away.

However, Yan Shun held on tighter. His eyes shifted, and he said to Lin Fan, "He's not here to buy clothes; he's just bothering you. I'll throw him out right now."

Xiao Liu, desperate, made a whimpering sound, his eyes wide. Unfortunately, he could not break free from Yan Shun's grip and could only watch as Lin Fan moved farther away.

He had been squatting near the door for nearly two hours, waiting for his chance. He was about to speak, but Yan Shun would not let him. He looked at Lin Fan, pleading with his eyes, hoping she would intervene.

"Wait!" Lin Fan suddenly spoke up.

Xiao Liu froze instantly; those words were like heavenly music to his ears.

Yan Shun halted his steps, turned around, and looked down at Lin Fan, blinking at her. "I'll be back soon," he said.

Seeing the look in Xiao Liu's eyes, Lin Fan realized something. She wanted to stop them but noticed Yan Shun seemed a bit unhappy at the moment. Her lips twitched.

She glanced at the sky and suddenly understood. She had gotten so engrossed in her business that she hadn't noticed how late it had become. She had left Yan Shun outside for hours.

"Go, it's getting dark, be safe. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Between Yan Shun and Xiao Liu, of course, her husband was the most important. Lin Fan gave Xiao Liu a hopeful glance, hoping she would understand his hidden message.

Lin Fan turned away gracefully, her back now facing the two of them.

In that moment, Yan Shun was in a good mood, and Xiao Liu allowed himself to be dragged away, looking defeated.

"It's late, be responsible for yourself. Come back during the day." Yan Shun dismissed him as if he were a stray chick and gently ushered him out of the military compound.

Xiao Liu managed to steady himself and watched Yan Shun's retreating figure resentfully. He felt indignant but planned to try again later.

Back home, Yan Shun glanced at the dim lights overhead. "I'll buy two new light bulbs tomorrow. Seeing you work like this even at night worries me. It's like today all over again."

Lin Fan felt touched but then thought it over. "Aren't you going to the military compound tomorrow?"

"I have a day off tomorrow." Yan Shun pushed the table back. "Also, I'll accompany you to buy a sewing machine. We have a purchase voucher at home, and with the money I saved up earlier, it should be just enough. This way, you won't have to keep borrowing from Sister Ning Yan. It'll be much more convenient."

Lin Fan's eyes lit up. "How did you know that was exactly what I was thinking? But there's no need to use our savings. The money I have right now is sufficient."

Proudly, Lin Fan waved the bills she held. "Today, I sold eight sets of clothes, earning 80 yuan. I also got 135 yuan in deposits. After giving Sister Ning Yan 27 yuan, I still have 188 yuan left. It's not just enough; it's more than enough!"

Yan Shun listened carefully to her calculations and felt surprised. He instantly understood Lin Fan's plan and nodded with a smile. "Alright, as long as you have a plan in mind."

She, who used to rely on his salary for her livelihood, was now making money herself.

Yan Shun felt a surge of excitement. From now on, they would work hard together.

Early the next morning, Lin Fan went to Sister Ning Yan's house and handed her the 27 yuan she owed. "Sister Ning Yan, I've been using your sewing machine quite a bit these days. Use this money to buy needles and threads or whatever you need. Also, thanks to your help, I sold a lot last night. So, I want to ask, would you like to join me in this business? I'll provide the skills, and you can help with promotion."

"And for every sale, I'll give you 1 yuan as a commission. If someone pays a deposit, you get 50 cents. The 25 yuan here is your commission from last night. What do you think?"