His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 893 - 255 new regulations (10)_4

Uncle Wang said this, then left hurriedly as if a bit anxious.

"This car is more important to him than his own life."

After Uncle Wang left, Qin Haiming commented.

"That’s because it’s been with him for so many years!"

When something stays with you for a long time, even a small object can evoke deep feelings, let alone a car that’s been driven for decades.

"Yeah! Have some tea. You and Yichen have been working hard for me lately."

Qin Haiming looked up at Qin Mu and spoke to her generously.

"We’re still young; there’s nothing hard about it."

Qin Mu didn’t take it seriously. On the contrary, she was quite happy that this period had given her an opportunity to shine.

If it weren’t for this accident, the father and daughter might still be stuck in silent meetings with nothing to say to each other.

"Even the young need to rest. Do you think being young means you should keep charging ahead nonstop? It’s not true! At any stage in life, we need to give ourselves a chance to breathe, otherwise we might end up burdened with ailments by middle age, right?"

Qin Haiming told her.

Qin Mu suddenly wondered if he had overexerted himself during his middle years, leaving behind a legacy of health problems.

Thinking carefully over the years, he had always worked tirelessly to achieve milestones. News reports only ever talked about Mayor Qin attending various events, but never anything about his personal life.

"I’ll go to the kitchen and see what Auntie is cooking."

Feeling a sudden discomfort in her heart, Qin Mu stood up to temporarily avoid him.

Qin Haiming didn’t stop her, but he had no idea everything she had been thinking about.

"Miss!"

Auntie was stewing fish soup. When she saw Qin Mu come in, she greeted her cheerfully, then continued adding ingredients to the pot.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Qin Mu smiled and said, walking closer to look, unsure how she could help.

"It’s no trouble! I’m paid to do this, and my boss treats me very well."

Auntie replied to Qin Mu, but couldn’t help watching her lovingly. "Now that you’re at home to chat with the boss, he must be very happy."

Qin Mu didn’t know why Auntie suddenly brought this up and awkwardly responded with a smile.

"Over the years, although there have been others in the house, the boss has always seemed lonely. Ever since you came home, you’ll come by more often, right?"

"I will!"

"My children are all busy, but they make it a point to come home at least once a week. Sometimes, even when I’m out, they visit anyway to check on me. You must do the same."

After hearing so much, Qin Mu finally understood what Auntie meant.

"I’ll visit him often, but could you stop calling me Miss? If you don’t mind, just call me Mumu."

"Alright, Mumu!"

Auntie called her by the name, finding those two syllables so warm that she couldn’t resist looking at her lovingly again.

At noon, Qin Mu had a meal with him at home. After his nap, Qin Mu went out to the store, where she picked out two sets of mature, understated men’s suits and had the store manager wrap them up for her, along with a light-colored, comfortable cheongsam.

The store manager couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Are these for gifting? This time, they don’t seem like something for your mother-in-law."

"For the Auntie who takes care of the family."

Qin Mu answered lightly and politely.

"Oh!"

The store manager never pried into her affairs, and this time was no different.

A clerk helped carry the clothes to her car. Qin Mu had coffee with the store manager, who took the opportunity to report this month’s sales figures.

Their promotional advertisements hadn’t yet aired on TV, but more and more people were coming in, drawn by reputation.

The clothing factory had been working overtime recently. The factory director had approached her several times, asking to hire more workers. At first, Qin Mu thought it better to pay existing workers extra for overtime rather than adding new staff. But after listening to the store manager’s report, she decided instead to hire more workers—preferably experienced veterans in the field.

"Starting this month, let’s introduce a purchase limit."

Qin Mu thought for a moment.

"Purchase limit?"

The store manager asked in confusion.

"Yes! If cars can have purchase limits, why can’t clothing? Besides, we specialize in professionalism, not volume."

Qin Mu added.

"Although our brand has a strong reputation, I still want to ask: are you sure about this? If we enforce a purchase limit, our revenue will definitely take a big hit."

"It won’t!"

Qin Mu was confident in this area. Besides, their advertisements would soon be aired on TV. By then, more people would inevitably come. If they didn’t start limiting purchases now, doing so later would invite all kinds of public backlash.

"Alright then!"

The store manager currently didn’t quite understand. In her view, making money was the priority, and sales numbers were the most direct indicator of business success to competitors. But months later, she regretted having tried to prevent Qin Mu from implementing the purchase limits.