Wang Peng had no doubt about Du Lisan's words; without strong connections, his business couldn't have grown so large.

But he couldn't possibly give him 40 percent of the shares.

“Third Brother, we should be reasonable in our negotiations,” Wang Peng said. “Do you believe that your investment isn’t essential to me?”

Du Lei quickly interjected, "Third Brother, as long as Brother Peng spreads the word, many people will come with real money to give us."

"Hehe." Du Lisan didn't speak, but picked up his teacup and took an elegant sip of tea.

"You don't believe me?" Wang Peng took out his phone and dialed the number of Xu Mengxing, the owner of Qinghe Winery.

The call was answered in less than a few seconds, and Xu Mengxing laughed heartily on the other end: "Boss Wang, what a rare guest! Why are you calling me all of a sudden?"

Wang Peng replied with a smile: "Uncle Xu, I plan to open a branch in Huihuang District with a total investment of two million yuan, but I only have one million yuan right now."

"I voted. Let's go out for drinks tonight, it's on me." Xu Mengxing agreed immediately.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Xu," Wang Peng said eagerly. "However, this is just my initial idea; the group hasn't officially approved it yet."

"No rush, let's talk first," Xu Mengxing said. "Xiao Peng, has anyone read your face?"

Wang Peng shook his head: "Uncle, I really haven't had my face read by anyone. Is there any interpretation?"

Xu Mengxing said, "I showed your photo to the master, and the master said that even if we don't make money by partnering in business, you won't make me lose money."

Wang Peng was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud and continued chatting with him on the phone.

Du Lisan watched everything with a smile, outwardly calm but inwardly somewhat nervous, because Wang Peng really didn't need his million.

If Wang Peng attracts investment from abroad, many "Xu Mengxing"s will indeed give him money.

At this moment, he had to reconsider his own importance.

A few minutes later, Wang Peng hung up the phone, casually placed his phone on the table, and picked up his teacup to take a sip of tea.

Du Lisan shook his head and said with a smile, "Boss Xu trusts you that much?"

Wang Peng smiled and said, "Maybe he thinks I'm a pretty reliable person, don't you think?"

“If you’re unreliable, I won’t hand over my hard-earned money to you,” Du Lisan said. “Shall we continue our discussion?”

Wang Peng waved his hand and said calmly, "I can only give you 24% of the shares, that's really not more."

"Twenty-four?" Du Lisan's expression immediately changed. "It was thirty-four just now, why is it suddenly ten less?"

"Don't rush," Wang Peng said, raising his teacup to invite him to have some tea.

Du Lisan, with a sullen face, merely touched his lips with tea before immediately putting down the teacup and staring at Wang Peng with a half-smile.

Wang Peng said, "I plan to raise another million yuan to build the largest supermarket in the entire provincial capital in Huihuang District."

"Oh?" Du Lisan immediately became interested, staring at Wang Peng with a smile, and then gave him a thumbs up.

From an initial investment of two million to the current three million, they boast of building the largest commercial supermarket in the entire provincial capital.

“I’m interested in the largest supermarket,” Du Lisan said. “Don’t look for anyone else. I’ll invest another million.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Peng and Du Lei widened their eyes at the same time. This Du Lisan was really arrogant. He wouldn't even blink if he took another million.

Du Lei snapped out of his daze and instantly became excited, quickly looking at Wang Peng.

Although Wang Peng was also excited, he didn't show it and said calmly, "I'll raise funds first, you can wait."

“Okay.” Du Lisan nodded. “Since the plan has changed, let’s discuss the equity distribution after we’ve finalized the plan.”

The three then drank a pot of good tea and left the teahouse together. Du Lisan drove home, while Wang Peng drove Du Lei home.

“Brother Peng, I’ll go to the hospital with you,” Du Lei said.

"Aren't you going home to be with Shishi?" Wang Peng pulled over and turned on his hazard lights. "Are you and Shishi still having a fight?"

"It's nothing." Du Lei quickly waved his hand. "Brother Peng, don't worry about my mess."

Seeing the sadness hidden in his eyes, Wang Peng realized the seriousness of the situation. "Brother Lei, tell me about it."

Du Lei opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and sighed softly.

His relationship with Dong Shishi was introduced by Li Mingzhu. They had been together for three or four years and their relationship was very good. Suddenly, things went wrong.

"Brother Lei, it seems like you two have been arguing for a month or two now. What's the matter?" Wang Peng stared at Du Lei, his expression somewhat serious.

“I can’t explain why either,” Du Lei said. “Ever since she became a shareholder of my brother’s company and her monthly income increased tenfold, she’s been looking down on me.”

Wang Peng frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "How much do you earn in two months?"

"Sigh!" Du Lei sighed. "She makes over 20,000 a month, and I make over 30,000. She blames me for not being capable, saying that her income is definitely worthy of a man who makes 100,000 a month. She says that I am no longer good enough for her."

At this point, Du Lei took a deep drag on his cigarette and forcefully threw the cigarette butt to the ground.

"Brother Peng, besides you and Boss Du, how many men in the entire provincial capital earn 100,000 a month? She just can't see herself clearly."

Du Lei smiled wryly, "Mingzhu advised me to try to coax her, while Mengjiao advised me to continue the cold war with her until she realizes her mistake."

“I really admire Mengjiao. Her monthly income is much higher than yours, but she doesn’t look down on you at all.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Peng shook his head slightly, no longer in the mood to care about Du Lei's love life, and then turned the key to start the car.

The car passed the traffic light and drove slowly on the highway.

Du Lei lit another cigarette: "Brother Peng, what do you think I should do?"

"Let's break up!" Wang Peng said in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Du Lei was completely dumbfounded, his eyes fixed on Wang Peng's profile.

“Break up with her,” Wang Peng said. “If a woman looks down on you, the sooner you break up with her, the better for you. Cut your losses in time.”

Du Lei glanced at Wang Peng, his heart skipping a beat. He never expected Wang Peng to be so decisive, directly advising him to break up.

"What's wrong? You can't bear to part with it?" Wang Peng chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm reluctant to part with it." Du Lei forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

When the two started dating, the Brothers Tobacco and Liquor Store hadn't opened yet; now it's become the Brothers Supermarket.

How can a four-year relationship be broken off so easily?

Du Lei shook his head and quickly changed the subject: "Brother Lei, Shishi said she's preparing for her graduation defense. What about you and your wife?"

Wang Peng was taken aback, then burst out laughing. Before he knew it, he was about to graduate from university.

Starting from the second year, neither he nor Li Mingzhu had entered the gates of the provincial university, and they probably wouldn't be able to get their diplomas this time.

Du Lei quickly forgot about Dong Shishi and said with a smile, "Brother Lei, you and your wife aren't going to fail to graduate, are you?"

"Don't even mention it, you really shouldn't say it." Wang Peng shook his head. "It all depends on whether the school wants me to graduate or not."