The song was right after all.
The little girl picking mushrooms was picking basket after basket.
He was so thoroughly interviewed that he started to question his existence.
With a wry smile, Su Wu realized that he hadn't expected to be injured in battle so soon after his rebirth; it was truly unbelievable.
After he finished washing up, Goryeo was already dressed and sitting on the sofa.
She was radiant and glowing at that moment.
"I have to go now. I'll contact you once things are settled. I estimate he'll be here in the next few days. After I've taken care of your business, I'll head to Shanghai."
"Why don't we grab a bite to eat before you go? You haven't had breakfast yet."
"I'm not eating anymore, I'm on a diet. Wait for my message."
Without saying much, Goryeo waved to him at the door as if parting with an old classmate, and left gracefully.
However, the back of that turned figure was clearly twitching almost imperceptibly, and even his walking was somewhat unsteady.
Su Wu did not go forward, but watched her leave and closed the door.
No matter how many reasons there are, everyone is just playing along and getting what they want.
Rubbing his aching lower back, he shook off those annoying thoughts and began to think.
Buying a house in Beijing costs about 500,000 yuan, and setting up a beverage factory in Tianjin will cost at least 1 million yuan.
Even if he wants to sell the formula all over the world, he still has to produce the finished product first.
He got 200,000 yuan from Su Liuliu, and even with all the money he had saved over the years, he still only had less than 400,000 yuan.
There's still a shortfall of over 1 million, so a loan is out of the question.
Which bank here doesn't know his father, Su Guiquan? Wouldn't he be courting death by taking out a mortgage loan?
His only option now is to find someone to provide collateral for a loan, which is essentially usury.
A slight smile played on his lips as he thought of someone—someone who would surely lend him money.
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