Compared to An Yuan'er's relaxed demeanor, Wan Fugui's expression appeared somewhat serious.
He led An Yuan'er to the room, where all the account books for the past two and a half months of operation of the Liyuan Grain Store were laid out before them.
“I found out through connections how much money the ten shops on Dongcheng Street in Anpiao had earned during this period. I compared it with what our shop has earned so far, and we are now half as much again.”
Indeed, the jewelry industry remains highly profitable.
An Yuan'er's grain and oil business was already one of the top in Shengjing, but compared to jewelry and ornaments, it seemed somewhat lacking.
From the moment the old lady chose two streets of vastly different wealth for the two men, the outcome seemed to have already been decided.
"There are only fifteen days left, and I really can't think of any way to make us win. We're down by half..." Wan Fugui was extremely worried and racked his brains, but this kind of innate gap cannot be reversed by being good at business.
An Yuan'er was still drinking tea, and Wan Fugui's calm face showed no sign of impatience.
What time is it?
Doesn't she want to win? He's working himself to the bone, all in the hopes that she can win!
Wan Fugui stepped forward and snatched An Yuan'er's teacup. In his anxiety, he blurted out, "Fairy Sister, do you have any good ideas? My heart has been pounding for the past two weeks."
It had only been half a month since Wan Fugui lost to An Yuan'er, and An Yuan'er could clearly feel the transformation in the young man.
He used to be arrogant and conceited about running the shop, but now he's really calmed down and is thinking of solutions.
An Yuan'er took the teacup back and said with a smile, "Fu Gui'er, what did you just call me?"
After losing, Wan Fugui had been hesitant to call An Yuan'er "sister," but now he did so so naturally.
Wan Fugui blushed slightly, but he was also frank: "Someone always says they want to be my older sister..."
"Let's hear your cries again?" An Yuan'er seemed to be pushing her luck.
Wan Fugui grew anxious: "If you have a way to deal with the current predicament, I'll call you 'sister' as many times as you want."
Look how anxious Fugui is.
An Yuan'er put away her joking thoughts and said seriously, "Under normal circumstances, we really don't have a chance of winning. But... the reason I accepted the two shops in such different places in the first place was because I had already thought of a solution."
"While innate advantages are important, the weather is unpredictable and life can change in an instant. What we fear most is that God is on our side."
Wan Fugui stared blankly with his big eyes: "???"
An Yuan'er patted his shoulder reassuringly: "If nothing unexpected happens, you'll know in two days at the latest..."
Wan Fugui watched An Yuan'er leave, filled with doubts.
*
At this time, Anfu Huacai Residence.
"Miss, your plan to have your great-uncle raise the price of rice last time has failed."
An Piao'er didn't seem surprised when she heard this.
"Failure was expected; An Yuan'er was never easy to deal with."
An Piao'er took out a box of silver and handed it to the maid: "Have someone secretly send it to my uncle, and say that it is my way of thanking him for helping me."
Compared to before, An Piao'er is now better at winning people's hearts.
Even though her great-uncle failed to lure An Yuan'er into a trap, it was enough for him to find out the truth about An Yuan'er's shop.
In front of An Piao'er were two pieces of paper, each recording the income the two had earned since opening the shop.
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