When Gu Bin and his group arrived, each of them was carrying large and small bags, as if they were moving the entire supermarket over.
Seeing this, Xie Yan quickly took the heavy bag from Chaochao's hand and smiled helplessly at Gu Bin, "With all these bags, anyone who didn't know better would think you were moving house."
Gu Bin stepped forward, smiled, and punched Xie Yan lightly. "It's not like it was something you were given. What right do you have to offer your opinion?"
"Don't worry, none of these items are yours."
Xie Yan feigned helplessness, made a zipping motion, and said with a smile, "Fine, I have no right to speak, I'll shut up."
At this moment, Yu Yuehui had already entered the house hand in hand with Zhang Linghui, chatting and laughing, leaving only Xie Yan and Gu Bin at the scene.
Gu Bin arrived in a magnificent car, its body gleaming with metallic luster under the sunlight, looking quite imposing.
Xie Yan looked at the car, a hint of envy in his eyes, and leaned closer to Gu Bin to ask, "Do you have any connections? I want one too."
Gu Bin scratched his head and said helplessly, "I really don't know. I borrowed this car from the old man."
"This time, the whole family came out. The old man felt sorry for his eldest grandson, who was tired from riding a bicycle, so he let me drive."
After thinking for a moment, he suggested, "If that doesn't work, why don't you buy a motorcycle first? That thing is much more convenient."
The main problem is that nowadays cars can only be purchased through group applications, making it very difficult for individuals to buy them.
After listening, Xie Yan nodded thoughtfully, "That works too."
"You know what, I'm actually thinking about it. I've already discussed it with my wife, and we're going to buy one sometime. Do you want to come along?"
Since private buying and selling was permitted, private businesses have sprung up everywhere, like mushrooms after rain.
The street was lined with a dazzling array of shops, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell. Xie Yan hadn't originally intended to get involved, after all, he knew he wasn't cut out for business.
Moreover, the two old, dilapidated houses he bought before, although not luxury residences and not in great locations now, will be highly sought-after places in the next two years, both within the Third Ring Road. He is just waiting for the demolition and relocation so he can receive compensation.
With his and his wife's salaries, this money is enough for their family to live a prosperous life in Beijing, without the need for them to suffer the hardships of doing business.
But Zhou Siyuan failed his college entrance exam and didn't get into university.
After returning home, he was constantly criticized by his family. With nothing to do all day, he decided to follow the trend and start his own business.
But he didn't have much capital, so he could only do some small-scale business, selling needles and thread one day and small trinkets the next.
Seeing Zhou Siyuan's dejected yet persistent appearance, Xie Yan felt a pang of pity and decided to lend him a hand.
On one occasion, he happened to run into Zhou Siyuan, and he and Yu Yuehui discussed taking out a sum of money and handing it to Zhou Siyuan.
Zhou Siyuan stared wide-eyed at the large sum of money in front of him, then quickly waved his hand to refuse, saying, "Yanzi, this won't do. Although I've been working hard lately, I know business is tough. What if we lose money?"
"I can't afford to lose such a large sum of money!"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Who said I was going to lend it to you? This is an investment; I'm going to take a stake and receive dividends."
Do you know what profit sharing is?
“Even if you use my money to make money, you have to share some of what you earn with me.” After saying that, he shoved a thousand yuan into Zhou Siyuan’s hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said, “Remember to give me 20% of the profits when you make money in the future.”
Zhou Siyuan was so moved that his eyes reddened. During this time, no one was optimistic about his business, and even his parents ridiculed him. He never expected that Xie Yan would think so highly of him and give him such a large sum of money without saying a word.
He gripped the money tightly in his hand as if it were his own hope, and stood up excitedly, saying, "Yanzi, don't worry, from now on, when I make money, we'll split it 20/30, you get 70% and I get 30%."
Xie Yan quickly pulled him down to sit, and said earnestly, "Siyuan, I'm counting on you to make a lot of money in business, how can you give me so much? Let's just do what we agreed on."
Next, Xie Yan painted a grand picture of the future for Zhou Siyuan, speaking eloquently about market prospects and business planning. Zhou Siyuan listened with shining eyes and boiling blood. By the time he left, he was completely disoriented, his mind and heart filled with the grand ideal of making the company bigger and stronger, and the largest in the country.
Ideals are lofty, but reality is harsh.
In the early stages, Zhou Siyuan's business was like crossing a river by feeling for stones, full of ups and downs.
There are either stockpiles of goods or a lack of customers; all sorts of problems keep popping up.
When Li Zhanyang found out, he invested a sum of money in him.
And so, with these two sums of money and Zhou Siyuan's indomitable spirit, he gradually figured out the tricks of the trade.
With accumulated experience, the business finally started to make money.
Although it has only been two years since it started making money, the turnover is quite substantial, and Xie Yan has also received a considerable share of the profits.
Even without touching the gold bars and antiques, Xie Yan now has enough money to buy a car.
However, cars are not easy to buy right now, so I can only buy a motorcycle for now.
The two exchanged a few words at the door and finalized their plan to buy a motorcycle the next day.
After entering the house, Zhang Linghui learned that Gu Bin also wanted to buy a motorcycle. After thinking for a moment, she nodded in agreement.
After all, motorcycles are much more convenient and faster than bicycles. She works at CCTV, while Gu Bin works at the Ministry of Education. Neither of them lives close to their workplaces, so having a motorcycle would allow them to sleep a few more minutes in the morning.
As the group sat around in the living room discussing which brand of motorcycle to buy, the children playing nearby overheard them. Their eyes lit up instantly, and they excitedly gathered around, chattering away as if they were the key figures in this purchase decision.
In the past two years, Chaochao has been eating well and getting enough nutrition, so he has grown taller like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, already a head taller than Yu Yuehui. In addition, because of his martial arts training, his posture is as upright as a young poplar. And now that he is in his adolescence, he exudes a domineering aura. He reached out and put his arm around Xie Yan's shoulder, "Dad, buy the big one!"
Actually, she had been itching to ride one after seeing others speeding along on large motorcycles on the street.
She was overjoyed that her father was actually going to buy her a motorcycle, and insisted on getting a large one.
As Chaochao's loyal little fan, Tongtong knows all about Chaochao's preferences, including her love for motorcycles.
Seeing Chaochao's excitement, Tongtong immediately said happily, "Daddy, Daddy, should we buy a big one too?"
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