I Got Rich By Relying on the Beauty System

  Chapter 114 Chapter 114, Laws

  Seeing that the result of the matter did not develop according to her expectations, Anna felt extremely unhappy, and always felt an unrelenting suffocation in her heart, which made her unable to breathe.

   This sense of oppression made her both familiar and terrified, as if she had returned to the days when she was ridiculed by everyone and suppressed by An Yan so that she could not get ahead.

   "No, I will never admit defeat, and I will never be outmatched by An Yan again!"

  Anna held the phone firmly, her eyes filled with darkness.

  The memories of the past have long been deeply buried in her heart, and she has almost never thought of them these years.

  But now when she was about to have a happy new life, An Yan suddenly appeared in her life again. As long as the name 'An Yan' is mentioned, she can't help but recall those unbearable days in her mind.

   And these memories will keep reminding myself how humble her past was, as annoying as a mouse in a stinky gutter.

  Without her uncle's family, she doesn't know how wanton and carefree her life has been all these years, and now she has found her own prince, and is about to live a wealthy life that everyone envies.

   This is her dream life, and no one can destroy it!

  An Yan is not allowed!

  She is a broom star, as long as she gets involved, it will never be a good thing.

  Anna thought for a while and turned on the phone to contact someone. Since this person can't do things, then find another person who can do things. As long as you have money, you don't have to worry about no one to do things!

   Soon, Anna put away her phone, showing a stern smile.

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  The next morning at eight o'clock, An Yan slowly got up to wash up.

  She is waking up later every day now, which would be impossible if it were changed to before, but now, after having her own business, she enjoys the happiness of sleeping in late.

  No way, she is now busy dealing with online inquiries and orders every night until very late before she can rest, and last night she was even more busy until one o'clock in the morning before going to bed.

She now has almost a regular schedule for making rose balm in the morning. If there is an order the night before, it must be shipped early in the morning, and then the product is packaged and shipped in the afternoon, so she can only follow up at noon a day. I only have time to process the information on my phone at night.

  The situation in the first two nights was fine, and there were not many people who joined and consulted, which was still within the range she could accept.

  But yesterday, due to the enthusiasm caused by the online posts, her WeChat has been added intermittently since the afternoon, but it suddenly increased sharply in the evening.

  By the time she went to sleep, she had lost count of how many people had added her. All she knew was that her fingers kept clicking on friends to agree, and then she kept copying and pasting and sending some texts that she had edited in advance.

  Although she didn't count the number of people in detail, she still had a rough idea in her heart. There should be three or four hundred people who added her WeChat in a day yesterday.

  Some people sent follow-up messages, and she didn't even reply in time, because there were too many people in contact, and everyone was sending messages at the same time, and she was only one person with two hands, and she couldn't handle it at all.

   There must be some people who failed to provide thoughtful service, but she really has no skills at all, and everything can only be based on customers who place orders by direct transfer.

  (end of this chapter)