An Hua talked with Lin Xiaolei for ten minutes and then made a decision.

"Like Lin Lu, I'll invest 3,000 yuan as well."

Lin Xiaolei was stunned, then asked happily: "Is it an investment? Not borrowing money?"

An Hua nodded.

Lin Xiaolei thought to himself, it seems he guessed right.

"Don't worry, Sister An. If this trip fails, I'll lend you the money."

Lin Lu also nodded quickly, "Yes, if the money is lost, it will be considered as a loan from me. I will write you an IOU, and I will pay you back every month when Lao Wang pays you."

An Hua waved her hands, "An investment is an investment. We have to take risks when we have to. I can't take all the advantages. Besides..." An Hua looked at Lin Xiaolei and smiled, "I think you can do it."

An Hua's trust gave Lin Xiaolei more confidence.

After hearing what Anhua said, Lin Lu looked at her brother expectantly, "Xiao Lei, you must make a lot of money for me."

Lin Xiaolei scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Taiwan, I'll try my best!"

Next, several people discussed and determined the share ratio.

Lin Xiaolei originally planned to bring 10,000 yuan to the south. If he only had Lin Lu's 3,000 yuan, An Hua's 3,000 yuan, and his own 1,000 yuan, the total would be 7,000 yuan.

But seven thousand yuan is enough. I can buy goods in the amount I have!

The proportion of shares is determined according to the amount of capital contribution, but Lin Xiaolei also has to contribute and is the main executor. Even if he gets less money, he still has the same shares as An Hua and Lin Lu, and the money transferred at that time is shared equally among the three of them.

Soon, Lin Xiaolei went south.

An Hua didn't expect that her first investment would be given to Lin Lu's brother. She originally wanted to support Yu Changqing's entrepreneurship, but Yu Changqing had never made up his mind. After all, he was a cultured person, so it was normal for him to have some lofty character.

Lin Xiaolei is different. What An Hua values ​​most about Lin Xiaolei is that he loves money.

Love of money is the biggest driving force for making money.

However, An Hua was not sure whether Lin Xiaolei would be able to fly. Although he was a pig on the wind, not every pig could fly. There were many factors that affected a person's flying skills, including luck.

I hope Lin Xiaolei is lucky.

Ever since Lin Xiaolei passed away, Lin Lu would come to see An Hua every day, nagging her to hide her inner nervousness.

After Xiao Zheng watched Lin Lu at home for two consecutive days, he said to An Hua, "What are you two doing every day? Are you that close to her?"

An Hua said calmly: "We are doing something big."

Xiao Zheng was surprised. "What's the big deal?"

An Hua thought about it and felt that Xiao Zheng was the boss and had the right to know, so she told him about Lin Xiaolei.

Xiao Zheng was silent for a while before asking, "Wife, I'm sorry for you."

An Hua: “?”

Xiao Zheng held her hand, "I know you are extravagant in sex life, I can't give you the sex life you want, I..."

Xiao Zheng didn't know what to say. He just felt indescribable discomfort in his heart.

An Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's enough money to spend. Really, I make money just for fun. I like money, you know."

Xiao Zheng looked at An Hua and suddenly smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

Xiao Zheng shook his head slowly.

If they had just gotten married, although An Huan also spent money without counting, she would never say that she loved money. Words like "money is dirt" were something An Huan would say.

However... Xiao Zheng thought about how he scared his wife last time, and quickly cleared the strange look in his eyes.

He gently stroked his wife's cheek and said, "It's okay, just do whatever you want. If anything goes wrong, tell me and I'll solve it for you."

An Hua smiled and said, "You don't need to help. Lin Lu has also invested in the company. If you have any problems, just look for Wang Zhihui."

Xiao Zheng was unhappy. "Wang Zhihui is nothing. What can he do? Didn't you say that you like to cling to my thighs the most? It's only been a few days, and you're already clinging to someone else's. I won't allow it!"

An Hua looked at Xiao Zheng, who was as childish as a little kid, and could only coax him, "Tutututut, don't look for Wang Zhihui, look for you."

Only then was Xiao Zheng satisfied.

Lin Xiaolei came back faster than An Huan expected, in just two months.

However, he looked a little miserable.