Mr. Ming was drinking the soup she cooked, praising the little cotton-padded jacket for being considerate and despising his little grandson.
After listening to Manshu's words, she nodded: "This milk tea shop you are talking about is a good small business. Children can try it."
"Then Grandpa Ming has no objection?" Manshu's eyes lit up.
"If I object, won't you do it?" Ming Lao asked her.
The old man's eyes were soft and gleaming with wisdom.
Manshu reacted and smiled: "How is it possible? Even if you object, we will give it a try."
Since it is a decided thing, how can it be so easily shaken?
Even if Mr. Ming doesn't allow his family to help, Mr. Ming's connections and the Yan family can always find a suitable location for the milk tea shop.
Although the location of the milk tea shop in the mall is good, the business on the street is not necessarily bad.
Although it is not as smooth as the development under Shengming's care, the chain can definitely be opened.
"Then you opened the store just to help your classmates' families tide over the difficulties?"
Ming Lao will ask again.
Manshu shook his head: "We just discovered business opportunities while helping our classmates. We were not acting impulsively."
"Isn't that okay? Since you want to try, don't be timid. However, you still have to put study first when you are in your senior year of high school."
"If you succeed, you will not only help your classmates but also have your own career. If you don't succeed, then can't you think of other ways to help them?"
"Besides, you are still children, so don't put too much pressure on yourselves. Your classmates' parents are adults, and they know how to weigh the pros and cons."
"If they think this business is unreliable, they won't put all their hopes on you."
If someone really wholeheartedly believes that they can do it, it proves that this is the choice of that family.
Even if they fail, the three children don't have to blame themselves.
Manshu knew that Mr. Ming was giving her a vaccination.
If something goes wrong, don't blame yourself.
In business, if there is profit, there will be loss.
"I know, thank you Grandpa Ming for the tip." Manshu peeled an apple for Ming Lao.
The old man is quite old, but his teeth are still in good condition.
Take the apple and take a bite.
"Yes, these apples are crispy and sweet." Mr. Ming nodded, "You little girl, why are you so polite to your Grandpa Ming? I won't interfere with your affairs. You can handle it yourself. Whether it succeeds or not is up to you."
They were not given preferential treatment, which was actually a good thing.
It's their own fault that it's done.
It's not that there is special care from Mr. Ming.
"However, grandpa would like to thank you for finally letting this brat of ours do something serious."
While Ming Lao praised Manshu, he did not forget to belittle his grandson.
"Grandpa, you are a bit biased. I was the one who offered to help with this matter. Now it's better. All the credit goes to Manshu."
Mingyu curled his lips in displeasure.
Of course, he was just joking.
Ming Lao didn't know his grandson yet. If Manshu hadn't pulled him along, he might have been thinking about the game.
"Okay, okay, I have half the credit for you. Go ahead. You two go see the person in charge quickly. Don't waste time with the old man here. I'll go out for a walk later and stop by Old Yan's house for dinner. You can go there directly at noon.
side."
Ming Lao has been a little tired of staying at St. Paul's Hospital recently.
The environment here is good, but it is a hospital after all, so I always feel depressed when I live there.