"First, a toy factory; second,... cosmetics."

Xia Lan thought about it and felt that now was the right time.

In the years since the reform and opening up, small clothing stores have become ubiquitous, but Xia Lan has remained a thriving business thanks to her years of experience.

But with so many cakes already divided, she felt it was time to start preparing for the second round.

"A toy factory would be fine! But this cosmetics..."

After listening to Xia Lan's words, Xiao Yuqin spoke slowly.

"The competition among toy manufacturers is fierce. If you can make the same toy, others can too, and it will be imitated very quickly."

Xiao Yuqin said earnestly.

"Cosmetics... more and more girls like to wear makeup these days, but..."

"There are also many risks."

Xiao Yuqin looked at Xia Lan. The biggest problem was the raw materials for cosmetics. If they wanted to buy raw materials from foreigners, they would have to find her father.

But that's also risky; what if it doesn't go well...

Then there would truly be nothing left.

Xia Lan listened to Xiao Yuqin's analysis and nodded from time to time.

When Qin Yu returned, he saw Xia Lan sitting on the sofa, deep in thought, unaware that he had come back.

"Mom, what's wrong with Xiaolan?"

Qin Yu looked at his mother, Xiao Yuqin, who told him what had happened that day.

"Well, after I finished analyzing it with Xiaolan, she's just been sitting here, seemingly lost in thought..."

"I didn't dare to bother her."

Xiao Yuqin noticed Xia Lan's reaction and knew she was thinking, so she didn't dare to disturb her.

Qin Yu sat down next to Xia Lan and hugged her.

"There must be something else. Tell me?"

Qin Yu hugged Xia Lan and asked.

Xia Lan snapped out of her daze and looked at Qin Yu.

He also mentioned Yang Ziye's suggestion.

Qin Yu shook his head.

“We won’t get involved in his family’s affairs. He has the power to take over the pharmaceutical company.”

Qin Yu said directly.

"Giving you 20% is a lot of money, but it also involves a lot of work. It's a big pie, and everyone knows it's a lucrative market."

"We're not touching that piece of cake."

"Let's just live our own little lives."

Xia Lan nodded in agreement with Qin Yu's words; she thought the same thing.

Although that would involve a considerable amount of money, it also represents the interests of many people, and cannot be limited to just these individuals.

"Tobacco, alcohol, and medicine—these are the three main sources."

Qin Yu held Xia Lan in his arms and whispered in her ear.

"The state will definitely be involved, so it's best not to get involved without strong connections."

Xia Lan nodded.

"So, which do you think is better, a toy factory or a cosmetics factory?"

Xia Lan looked at Qin Yu.

I'd like to hear Qin Yu's opinion.

I disagree with both.

Qin Yu vetoed the motion with two votes.

"Huh? Why?"

Xia Lan looked at Qin Yu in confusion, and Qin Yu chuckled.

"Let me analyze it for you."

"Take toys first! They're something that's constantly being iterated upon. The novelty wears off quickly, so factories need to keep producing new toys. And as soon as you produce them, before you've even had a chance to enjoy them, other toy factories might start imitating them."

"It's like a vicious cycle..."

Qin Yu's words surprised Xia Lan, and after thinking about it, she realized it was indeed true.

Although she has a constant stream of ideas, there will always be people who imitate her. And there is no clear definition of plagiarism right now, so it's a thankless task.

Unless everyone buys the same thing, but that's definitely not possible.

"And then there's the cosmetics factory..."

Qin Yu looked at Xia Lan.

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more. The drawbacks of cosmetic factories are even greater."

Xia Lan understood what Qin Yu meant. Putting aside the raw materials, even the researchers were difficult to deal with.

"So what do you think we should do?"

Xia Lan pouted and looked at Qin Yu.

"Go back to your old profession, huh?"

Qin Yu gently pinched Xia Lan's nose. There are so many things she can do, how could she limit herself?

"The shopping mall?"

Xia Lan asked.

"Clothing!"

Qin Yu chuckled. Anyone can open a shopping mall, and people are gradually accepting the concept of doing business.

"But we already have quite a few clothes, don't we?"

Xia Lan looked at Qin Yu, precisely because there are now more and more garment factories.

In addition, Chen Hua was in charge of the garment factory, so Xia Lan never worried about the supply of goods.

"I remember you told me before that you wanted to make clothes for children?"

Qin Yu blinked and reminded Xia Lan.

"...!"

Xia Lan's eyes lit up instantly.

"Oh dear, how could I forget? We make children's clothes!"

Xia Lan patted her head. She had always wanted to make clothes for her children, but she disliked that it was hard to buy clothes for Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, so she made them herself.

Looking back now, she could have easily opened a children's clothing store.

"Furthermore, you also said you wanted to open a food store?"

Qin Yu looked at Xia Lan and reminded her again.

"I want to open a hot pot restaurant."

Xia Lan looked at Qin Yu, thinking that if they wanted to open a food store, they would need a master chef like Qin Yu.

Qin Yu chuckled. "Have you forgotten that we have a master chef in our family?"

Xia Lan immediately turned to look at Xiao Yuqin, her eyes lighting up instantly.

"mom!!!"

Xia Lan got up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen.

"ah?"

Xiao Yuqin, held in Xia Lan's arms, looked at Qin Yu with a puzzled expression.

"What did you say to Xiaolan? How did...this happen?"

Xiao Yuqin looked helplessly at Xia Lan, who kept hugging and rubbing against her, and then looked at her son.

Qin Yu's lips curled into a smile.

"You should ask your daughter-in-law! Ask her."

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