Chapter 368: The Beginning of Self-Reliance 3
Xu Xiaoya laughed: "Fine, this is our money!" You know, my house and car are all because of you. I've always considered these things to be our common property. To tell you the truth, I am also ambitious, I hope that in this store, we are the major shareholders, and Huang Xiaojue is a supporting role. β
Moreover, such a large bonus, Sanshao is obviously borrowing my hand to let me take care of you, otherwise, I have such a big face worthy of Sanshao's favor? ββWhen Zhang Xiang gave the check, he made it clear: Sanshao wants you to take care of Miss Yan on his behalf.
Xu Xiaoya didn't say this.
However, she knew very well: she might not be able to earn that money in her life by herself alone - no matter what the angle is, at least Sanshao gave herself in a very decent way - and with good intentions.
Xu Xiaoya took out the card.
Yan carefully saw that it was a white card of a certain bank -- it must have a large amount of deposits.
"I just bought some short-term wealth management products temporarily, and they will all arrive in five days."
"But what if we lose money? Xiaoya, you must know that this is business, and no one dares to guarantee 100% profit. β
"Opening a duck shop is not necessarily 100% profitable, let alone doing business. Finely, I am mentally prepared. Admit defeat even if you lose money. It's just a big deal that we're back to square one and looking for a job again. β
Yan Xixiao also laughed. Since Xiaoya dares to gamble, don't you dare? That's it.
"However, I don't know if Huang Xiaojue will mind."
"Xiao Jue shouldn't mind. He was afraid that I would have nothing to do after I quit, and he himself was not really keen on opening a store. I'll talk to him when he comes back. β
"That's good."
Just then, the phone rang.
She looked at WeChat: "Miss, are you having dinner now?" β
"How do you know?"
"Mentally retarded, isn't this time for dinner? Guess what you eat? β
"Just be assured you won't guess."
"Is that hard to guess? Hehe, I think, you're eating dried chili noodles dipped in beef right now......"
Yan Xixian almost jumped in shock.
Is this man a goblin?
She suddenly remembered Wang Donglin - somehow, cold sweat was dripping on her back.
Oh my God, it can't be such a coincidence, right?
"Hey, how do you know?"
"Haha, I guess. Haven't you always envied the style of a big man who picks his feet? So I'm guessing you're eating a steak with dried chili noodles and a cheap steak like a high roller. β
Beef and steak - the difference between one word, Yan thought that he had said something wrong before, and was relieved, "You really guessed wrong, I ate beef skewers instead of steaks." β
He pouted: "Junk food, eat less." β
"It tasted good. I'll treat you to this next time. β
"Well, I don't dare to eat it. I once passed by a side street where the gutters were full of grudge from the small restaurants. I saw with my own eyes that the boss took a large colander and scooped water and oil from the gutter, and when he scooped it down, the boss was a dead mouse. The bosses scooped up the water and oil in the gutter casually and continued to use it. Miss, the cold pot skewers you are eating now are definitely made of water and oil, and there may be rat hair in them......"
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"Miss, is your throat itchy now? Maybe it's got stuck in mouse hair......"
Yan Xixiao changed color and almost vomited.
This guy, why is it so disgusting.