There is no shortage of rich people in any era.
Song Wanyue thought she would be willing to let those diners pay.
This is great, I can get a good deal. Even if I don’t invest, this girl will find investors in the future.
"By the way, is there a store name?"
Hearing this, Song Wenxue was overjoyed. After being stunned for a few seconds, she stood up excitedly.
Song Wenxue shook her head. "Great. I won't let you down. Please give me a name, Boss Song. I'm not very knowledgeable and can't think of a good name."
She studied carelessly and repeated a grade for two months, but dropped out because she couldn't take it anymore.
My math score is always just around the passing line, no matter how hard I try it’s useless.
This resulted in the total score not being able to go up.
Her learning journey was interrupted, but she did not study in school. She learned cooking from a master, and later she set up a stall and learned a lot.
This life is all about struggle!
"You know, I don't have much literary knowledge. You are a great writer, so you will definitely come up with a very good name."
Song Wanyue: “…”
"You're really good at flattering me. I've given it a name, Xiang Man Lou."
"It sounds nice, much better than the name I was thinking of. I thought of something like Youjia Restaurant or Youziyouwei Restaurant. Your name is much more impressive than I thought."
Song Wenxue felt that her luck had come, and Song Wanyue was her benefactor.
She is not smart and can be said to have no talent for studying, but she is kind-hearted and works seriously.
I believe Song Wanyue must have thought that she is a good cook and a nice person, so she was willing to invest in her.
Song Wenxue patted her chest and vowed: "Thank you for investing in me. Don't worry, I will work hard in the future and will never let you down. I will make Xiangmanlou famous all over the world."
"Don't worry about what I, Song Wenxue, do. Apart from having some difficulty studying, I have no other shortcomings."
"I am hardworking, motivated, and down-to-earth."
"I'm not like Song Wenbin, who gave up on himself after marrying an evil woman. He was actually tamed."
Speaking of Song Wenbin, Song Wenxue's face didn't look very good.
"Sister, don't think that Song Wenbin would resist when we first got married, but later, I think he was scared of being beaten and actually started doing housework."
"What's the point of running after being beaten? You will be beaten again when you go home, unless you divorce or run away. But I think he is just like that."
"If Song Wenbin had been more diligent, Qin Xiaolian wouldn't have beaten him so badly. Alas."
"Now he comes home crying every month, making me unable to sleep at all."
"But my parents said that Song Wenbin was beaten because he didn't do housework. Even if we call the police, there's nothing we can do."
"I can't persuade people to divorce. My parents wouldn't say that, so it's definitely not my turn."
Song Wanyue nodded: "Second uncle also said that this is a family affair, an internal conflict within the family, the police can't intervene, everyone advised him to be a good husband and a good father."
"You don't have to worry too much. Song Wenbin is like a daughter. She's already married and doesn't have much say at home. Don't worry about him looking down on you."
Based on the relationship between the two, she would not advise others to divorce. Why bother?
"By the way, what kind of decoration do you plan to have for the hotel? Do you want to hire a professional designer?"
She thought to herself that it was not easy to achieve perfection.
This decoration is also very important.
Fortunately, the house belongs to her, so she can ignore the rent for the time being.
Song Wenxue slowly said, "How about we create an ancient style? Add some flowers and plants to decorate it, and add some exquisite screens. Wouldn't that be elegant enough?"
There was a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
Jiang Ze nodded: "Yes, I know a teacher who is engaged in architecture. I will ask him later. If he is free, you can discuss it with him."
If my daughter-in-law wants to invest, I will definitely help her with all my strength.
"Okay, it should be grand and elegant." Song Wanyue thought this style would never go out of style.
Song Wanyue wrote the contract and handed it over. "Take a look and see if there are any problems. Once the store is on the right track, I will rarely ask about it."
After reading the contract, Song Wenxue signed it stroke by stroke.
Song Wanyue curled her lips: "Happy cooperation."
If she opened a small restaurant, she would not ask about matters such as decoration. Only when she aimed to open a restaurant that could host banquets would she ask more questions.
Encouraged: "Song Wenxue, work hard, I believe in you."
Song Wenxue was full of confidence: "Don't worry, I won't let you down. In the future, Manxianglou will definitely have a place in the famous restaurants in this capital."
After Song Wenxue left, Jiang Ze asked, "Wanwan, if we invest like this, we're afraid that we won't have enough money. Dad wants to open a furniture factory. Is he serious?"
Song Wanyue drank a cup of tea before saying, "Don't be afraid. This is an opportunity. Let's go back to the Jiang family and bring in all the important people in the Jiang family to be shareholders, right?"
"Dad said he wanted to earn some money for us, and he also said he was still very capable and could do a lot."
She understood too well the reasoning behind the people in the court.
The biggest fear when it comes to huge wealth is that you can’t keep it.
The Jiang family has Jiang's father who is a division commander, Jiang's eldest brother who is a county magistrate, Jiang's second brother who is a regiment commander, and Jiang Ze's cousins. Tsk tsk... If you think about it carefully, there are too many backers. This time when I go back, it will depend on whether I can win them over.
Wang Xiaoyue is easy to fool, but Boss Jiang is not so easy to talk to...
In the future, she and Jiang Ze’s wealth will be left to their daughter, so naturally she has to pave the way for her.
Jiang Ze: "We always have a tacit understanding. I am planning to go back."
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In the Song family's main house, Song Wenbin started wailing as soon as he stepped into the yard.
"Mom, help me, Qin Xiaolian is going to beat me to death. You will no longer have a son like me. Mom, my dear mother, where are you, ah..."
"Ouch, ouch, my legs..."
Song Wenbin couldn't run faster than Qin Xiaolian at all and was gasping for breath from exhaustion.
He didn't dare slow down, because if he slowed down, Song Wenbin would be hit by the match.
Hearing the noise, Song Wanyue and Jiang Ze slowly walked to the outside of the big house and looked inside quietly.
Today is Sunday, the factory is closed, and Song Wenbin came to the Song family to beg for money!
Zhang Ling's eyes turned red with anger, and her hands were shaking as she pointed at Qin Xiaolian: "How dare you, a woman, hit your man? You should give him some face."
"Can't you fight at home? If you make a scene and everyone knows about it, will it make you look good?"
"Tell me, what do you want this time? You come to my house every month to ask for money. Go out and ask the neighbors. They all say that I married a fake daughter."
"You guys have no shame, but I still have my dignity to protect."
Ever since Song Wenbin got married, everyone has been laughing at her. Only Old Song knows how painful she feels.
Qin Xiaolian sat down casually and said, "Do you know why I beat Song Wenbin today? I want to return the goods. I don't want Song Wenbin anymore. I want to divorce him."
Zhang Ling was stunned by these shocking words.
"What?"
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