Xu Xiaoya laughed: "Xixi, this is our money! You know, my house, car, deposit, all are because of you. I have always regarded these things as our common property. To be honest,
I am also ambitious. I hope that in this store, we will be the major shareholders and Huang Xiaojue will be the supporting role."
Moreover, with such a large bonus, Third Young Master clearly lent me your hand to take care of you. Otherwise, how could I have such a big reputation to deserve Third Young Master’s favor? ——When Zhang Xiang gave the check, he made it clear: Third Young Master hopes
You take care of Miss Yan on your behalf.
Xu Xiaoya did not say this.
However, she knew very well: She might not be able to make that kind of money in her lifetime just by relying on herself - no matter what the angle was, at least San Shao gave it to herself in a very decent way - and he had good intentions.
Xu Xiaoya took out the card.
Yan Xixi saw that it was a diamond and white card from a certain bank - it must have a large deposit.
"I just bought some short-term financial products temporarily, and they will all be paid into my account in five days."
"But what if we lose money? Xiaoya, you have to know that this is business, and no one can guarantee that you will make money 100%."
"Opening a duck shop is not necessarily 100% profitable, let alone doing business. To be honest, I am mentally prepared to admit defeat even if I lose money. The worst is that we will be back to the starting point and look for a job again."
Yan Xixi also laughed. Since Xiaoya dared to take a gamble, why didn't he dare? Just try your best.
"However, I don't know if Huang Xiaojue will mind."
"Xiaojue shouldn't mind. He was originally worried that I would have nothing to do after resigning. He is actually not keen on opening a store. When he comes back, I will discuss it with him."
"That's good."
Just then, the phone rang.
She looked at WeChat: "Miss, are you having dinner now?"
"how do you know?"
"You idiot, isn't it dinner at this time? Can I guess what you ate?"
"I'm sure you won't guess."
"Is it difficult to guess? Hehe, I think you are eating dried chili noodles to dip beef..."
Yan Xixi almost jumped in shock.
Is this person a goblin?
She suddenly thought of Wang Donglin - for some reason, cold sweat dripped down her back.
Oh my god, it can’t be such a coincidence, right?
"Hey, how do you know?"
"Haha, I guessed it. Haven't you always envied the big man's cooking? So I guess you are eating dried chili noodles to dip steak, and it is cheap steak like Haoke Lai."
Beef and steak - there is a big difference in words. Yan Xixi thought he had said it wrong before, and was relieved, "You really guessed wrong. I ate beef skewers instead of steak."
He pouted: "It's better to eat less junk food."
"It tastes very good. I'll treat you to this place next time."
"Yes, I don't dare to eat it. I once passed by a small street, and the gutter in the street was full of oil residue dumped by various small restaurants. I saw the boss with my own eyes using a big colander to scoop out the oil and water from the gutter.
Spoon it down, and you’ll find a dead rat. The bosses just filter the gush oil scooped up from the gutter and continue to use it. Miss, the cold pot skewers you are eating now are definitely made of gush oil, and there may be some in it.
Mouse hair…”
"..."
"Miss, is your throat itchy now? There might be mouse hair stuck inside..."
His face suddenly changed color and he almost vomited.
Why is this guy so disgusting? Xu Xiaoya laughed: "Xixi, this is our money! You know, my house, car, deposit, all are because of you. I have always regarded these things as mine
Our joint property. To be honest, I am also ambitious. I hope that in this store, we will be the major shareholders and Huang Xiaojue will be the supporting role."
Moreover, with such a large bonus, Third Young Master clearly lent me your hand to take care of you. Otherwise, how could I have such a big reputation to deserve Third Young Master’s favor? ——When Zhang Xiang gave the check, he made it clear: Third Young Master hopes
You take care of Miss Yan on your behalf.
Xu Xiaoya did not say this.
However, she knew very well: She might not be able to make that kind of money in her lifetime just by relying on herself - no matter what the angle was, at least San Shao gave it to herself in a very decent way - and he had good intentions.
Xu Xiaoya took out the card.
Yan Xixi saw that it was a diamond and white card from a certain bank - it must have a large deposit.
"I just bought some short-term financial products temporarily, and they will all be paid into my account in five days."
"But what if we lose money? Xiaoya, you have to know that this is business, and no one can guarantee that you will make money 100%."
"Opening a duck shop is not necessarily 100% profitable, let alone doing business. To be honest, I am mentally prepared to admit defeat even if I lose money. The worst is that we will be back to the starting point and look for a job again."
Yan Xixi also laughed. Since Xiaoya dared to take a gamble, why didn't he dare? Just try your best.
"However, I don't know if Huang Xiaojue will mind."
"Xiaojue shouldn't mind. He was originally worried that I would have nothing to do after resigning. He is actually not keen on opening a store. When he comes back, I will discuss it with him."
"That's good."
Just then, the phone rang.
She looked at WeChat: "Miss, are you having dinner now?"
"how do you know?"
"You idiot, isn't it dinner at this time? Can I guess what you ate?"
"I'm sure you won't guess."
"Is it difficult to guess? Hehe, I think you are eating dried chili noodles to dip beef..."
Yan Xixi almost jumped in shock.
Is this person a goblin?
She suddenly thought of Wang Donglin - for some reason, cold sweat dripped down her back.
Oh my god, it can’t be such a coincidence, right?
"Hey, how do you know?"
"Haha, I guessed it. Haven't you always envied the big man's cooking? So I guess you are eating dried chili noodles to dip steak, and it is cheap steak like Haoke Lai."
Beef and steak - there is a big difference in words. Yan Xixi thought he had said it wrong before, and was relieved, "You really guessed wrong. I ate beef skewers instead of steak."
He pouted: "It's better to eat less junk food."
"It tastes very good. I'll treat you to this place next time."
"Yes, I don't dare to eat it. I once passed by a small street, and the gutter in the street was full of oil residue dumped by various small restaurants. I saw the boss with my own eyes using a big colander to scoop out the oil and water from the gutter.
Spoon it down, and you’ll find a dead rat. The bosses just filter the gush oil scooped up from the gutter and continue to use it. Miss, the cold pot skewers you are eating now are definitely made of gush oil, and there may be some in it.
Mouse hair…”
"..."
"Miss, is your throat itchy now? There might be mouse hair stuck inside..."
His face suddenly changed color and he almost vomited.
