After listening to her words, Huo Beixiao asked directly, "What are your thoughts? What kind of business do you want to start?"
Jiang Yiran said modestly, "Brother Beixiao, I haven't done much business, so I don't know what kind of business to start. I wanted to ask you for some advice."
Huo Beixiao thought for a moment and said, "Don't you know what will happen in the future? You can think about what industries are known to be profitable in the future."
Or something that will be very popular in the future, but doesn't exist yet.
"Real estate," Jiang Yiran blurted out when she heard Huo Beixiao's question.
Huo Beixiao frowned slightly. "Real estate requires too much capital. If you want to think about it on a smaller scale, you can start with small businesses, accumulate experience, and then make a big splash later."
Jiang Yiran pursed her lips. Her idea was to have Huo Beixiao take her directly into the real estate business, deeply tying her interests together with Huo Beixiao's.
In this way, she could carry out her plan and gradually erode Huo Beixiao's power.
But it's clear that Huo Beixiao had no such idea at all.
She smiled and said, "Brother Beixiao, actually I was thinking that since you also have a construction company and are in the real estate business, if I also do related business, then I can ask you about anything I don't understand."
With your guidance, I can get started much faster. Once I can run a business, you won't have to worry about me anymore.
“You’re not suited for this business,” Huo Beixiao said without hesitation, rejecting the idea outright.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yiran gritted her teeth in anger.
That damn Huo Beixiao! He used to take Yang Qiaoqiao with him to every business deal, but now that it's her turn, he's completely unresponsive.
"Think about it again, and contact me when you've made up your mind," Huo Beixiao said, and was about to hang up the phone.
Jiang Yiran sensed his intention and quickly said, "Brother Beixiao, I have another idea."
Then she told Huo Beixiao that Yang Qiaoqiao had made her fortune in her previous life by selling duck products.
However, making duck products requires recipes and techniques. Although she doesn't have those techniques, she believes that besides clothing and real estate, food is also an industry that can make a lot of money in the future.
Especially for Western fast food such as fried chicken and hamburgers, it could be developed into a chain store.
After listening to her words, Huo Beixiao nodded slightly, "Yes, that's a good idea."
Although Huo Beixiao said that, he didn't really think Jiang Yiran could be very successful.
Over the past few days, Huo Beixiao has come to know Jiang Yiran quite well.
Jiang Yiran is ambitious but lacks the ability to achieve anything. She doesn't have much skill, yet she still wants to make a lot of money.
Wanting to start a business but lacking focus, constantly changing ideas and lacking perseverance, will find it difficult to succeed in any business or any other endeavor.
Jiang Yiran was thrilled to receive Huo Beixiao's affirmation, as if she had been injected with adrenaline.
“Brother Beixiao, I know the recipes for those things. My idea is to open a shop, find a skilled chef, teach him the recipes, let him be in charge of cooking the food, and then find a waiter. I can just manage the accounts after class.”
Huo Beixiao's cold voice was devoid of emotion, "You decide on your shop location and budget, and I'll provide you with initial investment."
A smug look flashed across Jiang Yiran's eyes, but she said repeatedly, "Brother Beixiao, no need, no need. I just haven't done business before, so I wanted to ask you for some advice."
"I plan to sell the house my parents gave me to solve the money problem."
On the other end of the phone, Huo Beixiao was silent for a moment before replying, "Okay."
Jiang Yiran: ...
The words of gratitude she had prepared to express to Huo Beixiao, delivered in a tearful farewell, instantly caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.
How could Huo Beixiao...
"If you have any difficulties selling your house, you can contact my assistant, and he will help you handle it." Before Jiang Yiran could even react, Huo Beixiao hung up the phone.
Jiang Yiran listened to the busy tone on the phone and was stunned for a while before slamming the receiver back onto the base.
That bastard Huo Beixiao, didn't he say he felt guilty towards her?
Is that all the guilt he feels?
No wonder he slept with that bitch Yang Qiaoqiao.
Because they are all the same heartless and ungrateful scoundrels!
On the other side, Yang Qiaoqiao also slept in with the two little ones until they naturally woke up before getting up.
When the two little ones woke up and saw that their mother was still at home, they gave each other bright, sunny smiles.
"Mother!"
"Mother!"
The warm sunlight streaming in through the window and the cheerful, playful voice of the little girl instantly lifted Yang Qiaoqiao's spirits.
Yang Qiaoqiao picked up her two children and kissed them.
After playing with the two little ones for a while, she asked Lin Xiaohui to help her take Lele away first.
"Mom, do you have something to say to An'an?"
When An'an saw her younger brother being carried away, but her mother didn't seem to want to take her downstairs, the little girl blinked her big eyes as if she understood everything and asked Yang Qiaoqiao.
After what happened yesterday, Yang Qiaoqiao was no longer so surprised that her daughter could speak in long sentences.
She nodded, sat down seriously opposite An'an, looked into An'an's eyes, and asked, "An'an, tell Mommy, when did you learn to speak such long sentences?"
An'an tilted her little head. "An'an doesn't know either."
"An'an, where did you learn that sentence from Daddy yesterday morning?" Yang Qiaoqiao asked again.
An'an tilted her little head and thought about it seriously for a while. Then, she looked at Yang Qiaoqiao with her big, clear, bright eyes and said in a childish voice, word by word, "I learned it from my mother."
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
She seemed to have said something like that to Jiang Yiran before, but she couldn't remember exactly when.
But what she was certain of was that An'an hadn't been born yet at that time.
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