Zhu Chanyao glanced at her elderly father and sighed. "How many people in our entire Ganxie Village can compare to Ani? She is only fourteen. While she is smart for her age, she cannot be compared to us adults."
"Chanyao, when did you become so arrogant?" Zhu Enfu sighed. "I am still alive, and you are already this proud. One day, when I close my eyes and kick my legs up, you will suffer for it."
As the oldest ancestor of the Zhu family, Zhu Enfu had his own insights. He looked at Zhu Chanyao with clear dissatisfaction. "Do not think you can be proud just because you have a small workshop. You must understand: you have business only because the boss values Ani’s face. If Ani refuses to deal with you, your small workshop will not survive."
Sometimes people need ambition, but it must match their ability. Zhu Chanyao definitely lacked this ability.
Zhu Chanyao was slightly stunned, and her expression changed. She had to admit her father was right. Her family’s workshop made flashlights—small thumb-sized ones. This idea came from Zhu Yanyi, who suggested it to a visiting boss seeking help. The boss, seeing their connection to Zhu Yanyi, let them handle assembly. They paid workers to assemble the parts, then delivered the finished goods to the boss, who paid them by quantity.
Essentially, it was an assembly line. Parts were shipped in, and locals assembled them. Zhu Chanyao’s family managed the overall process, acting almost like middlemen. They negotiated prices for parts, then paid others to assemble them. For example, if a flashlight sold for five cents, they paid workers one cent each. After delivery, they kept four cents as profit.
If Zhu Yanyi had an issue with them and told the boss, she would definitely revoke their assembly rights. With the rise of private enterprises, everyone understood the meaning of "choosing the best" and the importance of connections. But nothing was more important than one’s life. As the Medical Buddha Girl, if Zhu Yanyi disliked a family, private bosses hoping for her care would certainly not support them.
"Dad, did I do something wrong?" Zhu Chanyao asked, confused. "Wasn’t I doing this for the family?"
Zhu Enfu sighed, a hint of disappointment in her eyes. she felt Zhu Chanyao still fell short of Zhu Shunyo. "I know your intentions. You told the main branch about Ani for the family’s sake. But remember, Ani is not your daughter. She has her own biological parents. You told others without informing her parents. That was your mistake."
"Regardless of whether Ani returns, if she does and gets bullied, what then? Her family belongs to the Zhu clan, but our branch has been separate for generations. Our ties to the main branch are very distant. No matter what, returning makes them outsiders. Put yourself in their shoes. If it were you, how would you feel?"