Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1645 - 1646: On the Human Heart

As day broke, Cheng Su escorted her in-laws and father to the train station. After ensuring their safe boarding, she hurried to school to complete her classes. Following that, a swift visit to the restaurant was made, and then she managed the affairs of the Joy Soon Loy Jam Factory remotely via telephone.

The temperature continued to drop steadily. Once December arrived, and especially after the Laba Festival, the year-end officially commenced. This period required all businesses to finalize their accounts and tally their profits. Cheng Su's new residence necessitated furniture and other purchases, keeping her incredibly occupied.

Thankfully, the interior design plans for the new home were her own creation. All the furniture was ordered in one go from the factory. Once delivered, Qi Taiguo's only task was to arrange them in their positions.

Regarding the business accounting, each enterprise had its designated accountants. After their calculations were complete, Cheng Su would personally review the books, distribute the profits among the shareholders, and subsequently finalize the strategic plans for the upcoming year. With these major tasks handled, she still had time to spend with Xiao Qi daily.

In addition to distributing dividends to her business associates, Cheng Su also benefited from her investments. For instance, her stake in Ming Xiaofan’s communications company had yielded a dividend of five thousand within a single year. Had Ming Xiaofan not required the cash flow for a business transfer, her earnings could have been even greater.

Cheng Su understood the criticality of cash flow for business expansion. She fully supported Ming Xiaofan's decision, even offering to waive her share if additional funds were needed.

Ming Xiaofan reassured her that the current funds were sufficient and, if necessary, she could invest more to acquire an increased equity.

Beyond Ming Xiaofan, Cheng Su also received returns from her investment in Little Yu's dumpling shop during December.

Incidentally, Little Yu reported a prosperous year as well. The dumpling shop had expanded its sales channels, leading to a thriving business. The profits this year were significant, with existing plans for further expansion; otherwise, her shares could have been more substantial.

However, Cheng Su observed a noticeable undercurrent of anxiety on Little Yu’s face.

"Are you feeling overwhelmed by fatigue? If you're exhausted, consider hiring a few more hands. As the proprietor, you shouldn't be burdened with every task. Maintaining control over the culinary secrets is paramount," Cheng Su advised. "Wealth is not finite, and there's no need to compromise your well-being for it!"

A warmth spread through Little Yu as she responded, "You don't need to remind me. I've already engaged two assistants. My in-laws are aging, and their physical agility has diminished, so I refrain from having them assist at the shop. They are solely responsible for looking after the two little ones at home. They've dedicated much of their lives to hard work, and now that circumstances are improving, they should focus on enjoying their lives."

That made sense, but if that were the case, why did Little Yu still appear so unwell?

"It's due to vexation," Little Yu admitted with a sigh.

"What has transpired?"

Little Yu offered a rueful smile, stating, "As the proverb goes, 'When one is poor in a bustling city, no one inquires; when wealthy in the mountains, distant relatives emerge.' I've come to truly grasp the meaning of this saying now."

Cheng Su was momentarily taken aback, then a sudden comprehension dawned. The issue likely revolved around financial matters.

Little Yu wasted no time in elaborating, "In the past, when my family faced financial hardship, my two sisters-in-law offered no assistance whatsoever. If not for Taiguo's support, we women would have been in dire straits long ago." She sighed, "I'm aware they too endured struggles, with numerous children to provide for, but surely their hardships couldn't have surpassed the plight of a widow and young orphans, could they? They never extended a helping hand, and even distant relations were less supportive than strangers. I understand everyone faces their own difficulties, so I didn't anticipate any aid. However, how can individuals behave in such a manner? They neglected us back then, only to reappear now that we're prospering, feigning poverty and invoking family bonds. How disheartening it is when people's hearts prove so disappointing!"