When Li Manjun and his wife finished dinner, Wen Yufeng finally called.
"Manjun, what do you want from me?" Wen Yufeng asked confused.
Li Manjun smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just bored and wanted to chat with you. Do you know about Mrs. Lu?"
Wen Yufeng actually already knew about Shirley Zhong's miscarriage, but she was not told about it to the public and would not go out to publicize it. Now when she heard Li Manjun ask this, she subconsciously thought she was talking about Shirley Zhong's miscarriage.
Just when I was about to gossip with Li Manjun excitedly, the voice from over there came first, "She plans to open an adult clothing customization studio and asked me to invest. I'm thinking about it."
Wen Yufeng took a deep breath. Good guy, I almost spilled the beans to her.
"Oh, you are talking about this, I know, she called my work this afternoon, how about it, Manager Li, do you think this investment is reliable?"
Shirley Zhong has participated in modeling competitions and won awards. She has a certain reputation in the circle. She made a sign for her studio. Li Manjun thinks it is very good.
But what is Shirley Chung's clothing design level? In fact, she is very little.
Shirley Chung wears very fashionable clothes, and her clothes are basically made by her own team, but this does not represent her own strength.
Therefore, Li Manjun came to Wen Yufeng just to ask her about Shirley Zhong's past situation.
"She graduated from a foreign graduate school, majoring in fashion design. She was still in a clothing store in Paris, France, or somewhere called St. Orland? I can't remember clearly. Anyway, I heard from Mrs. Qiu that it was an international store.
Work as an intern for an old brand.”
"Later, Lu Shengming went abroad to study. The two of them fell in love, so they returned to China and got married. As you know, this man is indeed talented."
Wen Yufeng said too much in one breath, took a sip of tea, and then continued: "This time she is determined to start a career, and I strongly support it. Great men say that we women can hold up half the sky, but do you think it has gone backwards in recent years?
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"It's great now. The more women come out to work, the more status we women will have. I don't have much money, but I still need a little support."
Li Manjun didn't expect Wen Yufeng to have such a pattern, but then she thought about it. Among the original wives, Wen Yufeng seemed to be the only one who insisted on going to work.
Although her iron job is different from other jobs, with the connections between Mrs. Qiu and Mrs. Lin, it is not easy to find a job.
But there was nothing they could do. Both of them said that their husbands didn't mind and stayed at home as housewives.
It is understandable that Mrs. Lin is older and has no worries about food and clothing at home, as well as taking care of the children.
Mrs. Qiu is young and has no children. She used to be the heroine of a theater troupe, and she has indeed fallen a bit.
Of course, Wen Yufeng said this, and Li Manjun did not dare to complain about these people.
To put it bluntly, she is not qualified yet, and there is no such thing as equality in their communication.
Everyone seemed to be doing well on the surface, but in fact, even Wen Yufeng just regarded her as an obedient listener.
Wen Yufeng is a typical kind of person. You can be good, but you can't be better than me. I'm a poor reader.
Unless the gap between the two of you is so big that you are so good that she can't catch up, then your relationship will be very harmonious.
Li Manjun saw clearly that he was not really heart-to-heart, but had no worries at all.
On the other hand, Shirley Zhong, you can feel it right away whether she treats you well or not.
If he had to choose one person from Wen Yufeng to be his partner, Li Manjun would choose Shirley Zhong without a second thought.
"Then how much do you plan to invest?" Li Manjun asked tentatively.
Wen Yufeng thought for a while and said two thousand.
Both of them are employees and live a prosperous life, but they really don't have much cash in hand. Two thousand yuan is already a lot.
Zhao Yong looked at the TV and snorted softly, "Director Liang's private apartment costs more than two thousand yuan, but he just doesn't like Mrs. Lu's project and can't refuse it directly."
Li Manjun raised his eyebrows secretly and asked Wen Yufeng what other people thought.
Mrs. Qiu actually said that she would pay 10,000 yuan. When will the money be given? I don’t know.
Mrs. Lin directly said she would not participate because she was not free to take care of her son now.
Li Manjun thought about it all night and asked Zhao Yong for his opinion, "How much money do you think is appropriate for me?"
Zhao Yong wrote down his choices from English, Japanese, Korean, Singaporean, French, German, etc. on a piece of scratch paper. He crossed out French and German first, as his tongue was not equipped to learn these two languages.
"It depends on whether you want to support me or if you really cooperate."
"What do you mean, Mr. Zhao?" Li Manjun straightened up, her body becoming heavier and heavier. No matter how she sat or lay down, she couldn't feel comfortable.
Zhao Yong crossed out Japanese again because he didn’t want to work or learn!
"What do you think of Shirley Zhong's project?"
Li Manjun thought for a while, and found that they were not the ones analyzed before. They had a certain reputation in the industry, they were professional, and they had good aesthetics.
"People's lives are getting better and better, and there are no fashion customization brands in China that can be exported. There are some time-honored brands, but that one and this one are completely different styles."
"I think the market demand exists." The more Li Manjun said, the more certain she became. She raised her hand to signal to Zhao Yong that he didn't need to express his opinion. She had already thought about it. If she wanted to do it, she should do it seriously!
Zhao Yong: "..."
"By the way, cross out those Korean and Singaporean words and learn English. This will be very useful in the future."
The old American market is about to open up, and the base of English-speaking people is large, so it will be used in the next ten years.
It's just a pity that her house has to be extended further.
Fortunately, house prices have risen slowly in recent years. If it had been after 1997, she would definitely buy a house first.
In the afternoon of the next day, Li Manjun gave Shirley Zhong an accurate answer.
"80,000 yuan buys 25% of your shares, and it will be fully delivered in three months. Do you think that's okay?"
Since the most investment she heard from other people was only ten thousand, when she suddenly heard Li Manjun say that he wanted to give eighty thousand, Shirley Zhong was stunned on the sofa for three seconds.
Lu Shengming had taken leave these days to stay with her at home. Seeing this, he worriedly brought her a cup of coffee.
He even said he wanted to invest in her, but she still refused. Now she knows how difficult it is to get money.
Just when Lu Shengming thought this, he heard his wife laugh out loud, nodding her head in surprise, her voice stuttering with excitement, "Yes, yes, absolutely yes!"
Turning around, he said to him: "Where's that lawyer you know? Give me his contact information. I'm going to ask him to help draft a business contract right now!"
"What?" Lu Shengming looked confused.
Shirley Zhong stood up, clenched her fists hard on the spot, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and then returned to her usual calmness. She said to Lu Shengming with bright eyes:
"I want to cooperate with Li Manjun, and she gave me 80,000 yuan!"
Lu Shengming said in surprise: "Mr. Zhao must have given it to her."
Shirley Zhong knew he would say that, and denied it angrily: "No! It's Luman's own!"
my own?
Lu Shengming's expression changed slightly. Li Manjun could actually spend 80,000 yuan to play with his wife so quickly?
The two parties involved didn’t think it was a joke, they were serious!