After visiting Dyer, Celia went back to Jay's shop.
"Do you still have any stockings?"
She walked around Jay's shop and didn't find any stockings.
"Yes. I hid them. I knew you would definitely want them, so I didn't sell them at all."
He could make money by selling other socks. Although he didn't make much money, he had kept all the socks for Celia since she needed them. She would definitely sell these novel things, and the result was as he expected.
"Jay, you are getting smarter and smarter."
Jay had not only broadened his horizon, but also became smarter. He has learned to read other people's minds. He is worth teaching.
"I learned it from you."
Being praised by Celia, Jay scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed.
"How about this? I'll bring you some books next time. If you have nothing else to do, you can read more books. It will certainly help you."
The reason why Jay didn't go to school was probably because of his distressed family. He didn't have that condition. Now his shop had
worth it, and it didn't matter if it was expensive. Moreover, she could earn money back by selling a few more overcoats.
Celia was not the kind of person who would hold the money tightly in her arms when she made some money. Money couldn't make money unless it was spent.
After all these things were done, she had planned to go to the NY city to look for Hale. She didn't know how he had thought about the decoration, but he hadn't given her a reply yet. She was anxious. Although she had his phone number, she couldn't rashly contact him. She knew herself well enough.
She was willing to wait patiently. The reason why she was not in a hurry was that Zack hadn't got the hang of the decoration and hadn't become sophisticated in this field. If he didn't have the ability, he would lose the deal. In this respect, Celia was a little unconfident. She didn't know her uncle's ability was and whether he could meet the standard of a businessman like Hale. Before that, she hoped that her uncle could get some practical training.