She made an appointment with Wu Jiancheng to meet in the afternoon. It was still early, so Shen Qiqi took the initiative to contact Tao Xin, a relatively simple rich lady who she had met at a rich woman's party.
Beijing Airlines is one of the top domestic airlines. Perhaps because she is the second wife of Jiang Minchuan, the boss of Beijing Airlines, Tao Xin has always been careful, giving up her beloved career to stay at home to raise her husband and children, and strive to be a good wife to her husband.
The two made an appointment to meet in a small park in Lanshan Mountain. The weather was very cold, and the cold wind hurt their cheeks.
Shen Qiqi pulled up her scarf and put her hands in her coat pockets, jumping on the spot. Soon, she noticed Tao Xin's figure.
She was already thin, and she looked even thinner wearing a thin knitted sweater.
With her hair loosely tied back and her face bare, it can be seen that her skin is in good condition.
"Miss Tao?"
Tao Xin was slightly stunned. Everyone usually calls herself Mrs. Jiang or Mrs. Jiang. Ever since she got married, it has been a long time since she heard the title "Miss Tao".
Fucking up her knitted jacket, Tao Xin felt a little shy, "I'm already married, so you should call me Mrs. Tao or Mrs. Tao."
Rubbing her chin with one hand, Shen Qiqi looked at Tao Xin without hesitation, "How old is Mrs. Tao?"
"Twenty-nine soon."
That's really young.
"You are not much older than me, how about I call you Sister Tao?"
Shen Qiqi emphasized the word 'Tao', "Although you are already married, you still have to marry into this circle, so don't forget your original surname, right?"
"The eldest young lady is right, it is my honor for you to call me Sister Tao."
"Don't forget about you, you look old. Does Sister Tao spend her daily life as a helpful housekeeper at home?"
Jiang Minchuan had a son with his previous wife, who seemed to be only eight or nine years old. After the divorce, the child was awarded to Jiang Minchuan, and the task of raising the child naturally fell on Tao Xin.
"Yes, my husband is busy at work. He works overtime on weekdays and is tired when he comes home. He is happy when I take care of it better."
He is clearly under thirty years old, but his tone of voice is so old-fashioned.
"What do you want from me, Madam?"
Shen Qiqi organized her words and pointed to the chair in the pavilion, "Sit and chat?"
As soon as they took their seats, Shen Qiqi got straight to the point and said, "Sister Tao, you are bored at home all day. You are so young, have you ever thought about starting a small business of your own?"
Jiang Yun, a representative of the wealthy women circle, has many small businesses of her own, mainly investment, followed by a charity organization she founded in the name of the Lanshan Sisters Association.
Even though the word "charity" means it is really charity, Jiang Yun has obtained a lot of dividends from this organization, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she makes a lot of money every day.
Tao Xin hesitated for a moment, and his eyes brightened a bit, "Of course, but I don't know anything about starting a business, and I don't know anything about starting a business. Plus there are many things at home, so I..."
Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows, "If I say that I plan to make some investments and take you with me, Sister Tao, will Sister Tao be willing?"
Nowadays, it is widely spread among the rich women that Shen Qiqi is a graduate of the Department of Archeology at Cambridge University. Archeology is a curious profession, and since girls study archeology, many rich women now look at Shen Qiqi with admiration.
Even with Shen Qiqi's academic qualifications, Tao Xin couldn't help but want to believe her, "Really, is it about investment in cultural relics? Collection or..."
"No, since I am involved in the entertainment industry, I naturally want to do something related to the entertainment industry, such as investing in scripts."