"Xiaoxiao, this is a new dress my boyfriend bought for me. What do you think?"

"It's beautiful, and it suits you perfectly."

"Right, I think so too. Oh, by the way, my boyfriend also gave me a set of cosmetics, including a few samples. You can take them and use them."

"This isn't a good idea."

"Xiaoxiao, you're my best friend, don't be so polite with me, just accept this."

Watching Yang Meng beam with pride and constantly showing off, Zhang Xiaoxiao wore a facade of deep friendship, but her thoughts were entirely different:

That dress is so pretty, but it looks even better on me. I, Zhang Xiaoxiao, am the most beautiful girl in the dorm.

Giving me cosmetic samples as a gift is so pretentious. Why don't you just give me the whole set? Who wants such cheap stuff as samples?

Zhang Xiaoxiao's jealousy of Yang Meng grew stronger, and she thought that one day she would secretly record the audio that Yang Meng wanted. At that time, Yang Meng would be dumped and would no longer have the treatment she had now.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

Zhou Ling started arguing again with her neighbors upstairs and downstairs at the door.

The reason was that Zhou Ling had piled up too much garbage at the entrance and hadn't taken it out for a long time, which caused a bad smell and aroused the dissatisfaction of the neighbors upstairs and downstairs.

Zhou Ling believes that she can dump her garbage whenever she wants, and it's none of anyone else's business.

If you can't stand it, you can pour it out for her.

These words infuriated the neighboring aunties, who exclaimed that Zhou Ling was unreasonable, lacked manners, and had no morals at such a young age.

Zhou Ling was not one to be bullied, and immediately took on four or five middle-aged women by herself, arguing incessantly.

The incident ended when Zhou Chuan suddenly returned, rolled up his sleeves, and looked ready to fight. The women were frightened and had no choice but to leave.

"These people are really nosy."

After returning to the house, Zhou Ling snorted coldly.

"Third sister, don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry with a bunch of old folks who are about to die," Zhou Chuan comforted her.

Zhou Ling nodded, not particularly angry, because she hadn't suffered any loss.

"Huh? Fourth brother, weren't you at work? Why are you back all of a sudden?"

As they were talking, Zhou Ling suddenly realized something and looked at Zhou Chuan with a puzzled expression.

Zhou Chuan felt a little embarrassed, coughed a few times, and didn't say anything.

"Fired again?"

"No, Third Sister, I wasn't fired this time. I resigned on my own initiative. You don't know, the work on the construction site is inhuman. It's not only hot, but also exhausting. I felt like I was about to collapse after working all morning."

Zhou Chuan quickly explained.

In just over ten days, he changed jobs three times. His first job was as a waiter in a restaurant. He got into a conflict with a customer because of his service attitude and was fired on the fourth day.

His second job was as a security guard. Because he glanced at a resident named "Xiao Dan" a few times, her husband noticed him and went to the property management office to complain about him. When he found out, he got into a fight with her. Because of the serious impact, he was fired again.

The third job was to work as a construction worker. In Zhou Chuan's opinion, if Zhou Chen could work on a construction site for three years, he could too, and he was sure he could do it as well. Moreover, the wages on the construction site were indeed good. In a big city like Yanjing, one could earn two or three thousand a month, which was more than what one could earn in Fanjia County. So, full of confidence, he went to the construction site to apply for the job.

But it wasn't until he started working on the construction site that Zhou Chuan realized how hard the job was, almost exhausting. Not to mention, it was also hot, dirty, and dangerous. He felt that every second he spent on the construction site felt like a year.

This job is inhuman; he simply can't do it. He'd rather beg than work on a construction site.

"Third sister, I feel like I can't serve others. Being a boss is the best fit for me. I want to be a boss. I want to start my own business."

After these days of experience, Zhou Chuan reflected deeply and came to the conclusion that he was not destined to be an employee, but to be a boss.

"On my way back, I met an old fortune teller who told me that I will be rich in the future and have plenty of meat and fish at every meal. What does this mean? It means that I will definitely be rich in the future and become a big boss and a rich person."

"As long as I work hard in this direction, I will definitely succeed."

Zhou Chuan said with absolute confidence.

"Did the fortune teller really say that? Could he be a charlatan?" Zhou Ling was skeptical.

Zhou Chuan was extremely convinced of the power of fortune-telling. He explained the entire process of his fortune-telling. When Zhou Ling heard that the fortune teller could accurately say his surname and have a bird carry out his fortune, she was amazed.

“Since the fortune teller has said so, Fourth Brother, you really should give it a try. Maybe you really will succeed and become a bigger boss than Zhou Chen.” Zhou Ling couldn’t help but start daydreaming.

Zhou Chuan's face showed a hint of smugness. "When that time comes, I'll acquire his company and make him work for me. Third Sister, I'll make you his boss, how about that?"

"Haha...good, good, good..." Zhou Ling laughed loudly, "Then I will definitely arrange a lot of work for him, work him to death, and I will not quit him, and watch him be miserable every day."

The two sisters became more and more excited and happy as they thought about it.

It took me a while to come back to reality from my fantasy.

Zhou Ling frowned and said, "Starting a business is no problem, the problem is, fourth brother, have you thought about what you want to do? Doing business requires capital, I'm afraid..."

"Third sister, didn't you sell your jewelry? Give me some of the money you got, and I'll borrow some from second sister. That should be enough. I won't start a big company right away. I'll start small. Later, I'll set up a franchise and let people join. Then, I can make a fortune just from the franchise fees."

Zhou Chuan said.

Hearing that she would have to pay for it herself, Zhou Ling was a little reluctant. After all, she didn't have much money, and she was short of cash. But she couldn't say it to his face. Moreover, Zhou Chuan had mentioned his second sister, Zhou Na, and asked her to help him get some money.

"Fourth brother, this matter is of great importance. Let's not think about it blindly. Let's call your second sister over. She is knowledgeable and cultured. You can ask her for advice on what kind of business to do. If she thinks it's good, you will definitely succeed."

Zhou Ling didn't agree immediately; she wanted to hear Zhou Na's opinion. If Zhou Na also supported it, then as the third sister, she had no reason not to support it as well.

That evening,

After receiving the text message, Zhou Na arrived at the rented apartment. The three siblings sat around the coffee table, and Zhou Chuan shared his entrepreneurial ideas.

To persuade Zhou Na to agree, Zhou Chuan described the fortune-telling process in detail again.

Zhou Na didn't believe in feudal superstitions at all, and knew that Zhou Chuan had most likely been fooled. Although she couldn't understand how the other party could guess Zhou Chuan's surname and get the little bird to cooperate in fortune telling, there was definitely something fishy going on.

However, she supports Zhou Chuan's decision to start his own business.

Since Zhou Chuan doesn't work, the burden of life will fall on her again.

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