But businessmen are driven by profit, and Wan Fugui's biggest thought was always about compounding profits.
If everyone did as An Yuan'er suggested, how could they ever make a fortune?
Subconsciously, Wan Fugui felt he had done something wrong, but his body's reaction and his brain made him say uncontrollably, "Didn't you make a bet that these ten shops would surpass the jewelry stores on Dongcheng Street within three months? If this rice doesn't sell for the price of gold, let alone surpass them within three months, it's impossible to surpass them even in a year."
Wan Fugui spoke with conviction, but ultimately, this hot-blooded young man was unwilling to admit that he was wrong.
An Yuan'er replied calmly, "The bet is none of your business. Since I dare to bet, it means I'm confident that I can turn the tide in this last month."
After taking over the shop, An Fugui was very familiar with the grain, oil, and fruit business in the area. Although Liyuan Grain Store was doing well, grain and oil were daily necessities, and people preferred to buy them from places close to their homes, having already developed a fixed purchasing habit. No matter how An Fugui looked at it, An Yuan'er had no chance of winning.
However, An Yuan'er doesn't seem to be the kind of person who boasts.
What exactly do you want to do?
An Yuan'er blinked and said playfully, "It's a secret. You'll find out when the time comes."
Everyone has a desire to explore secrets, and Wan Fugui asked eagerly, "What exactly is the method?"
An Yuan'er smiled: "If I win in a month, Wan Fugui, you'd better obediently acknowledge me as your elder sister."
Wan Fugui saw that An Yuan'er was only a year older than her, but she always spoke to him like an adult talking to a child, which made Fugui'er unhappy.
But Fugui'er couldn't be provoked. In a moment of impulsiveness, he blurted out, "Fine! As long as you win, I'll call you grandma, not just sister."
An Yuan'er reached out and made an unnecessary movement.
"No! Being your sister is fine. I don't want to be your grandmother."
An Yuan'er truly treated Wan Fugui with the care of an older sister. After all, An Yuan'er was counting on him to make her rich.
"Why didn't you learn the basic accounting knowledge that those experienced teachers taught you? You must continue learning tomorrow."
Wan Fugui frowned and protested, "You're not even my sister yet, but you're already acting like an older sister teaching her younger brother. I don't like what those old masters teach, and besides, I can't even calculate as fast as those old masters!"
Wan Fugui is clearly the kind of person who has plenty of talent but lacks a solid foundation.
Unfortunately, what he lacks most right now is a solid foundation and patience.
An Yuan'er thought for a moment and immediately came up with a good idea.
For this brat to listen to you, you have to convince him wholeheartedly.
An Yuan'er changed the subject, saying, "If I beat you at the math, will you obediently learn?"
Wan Fugui didn't take it seriously: "Of course. Are you planning to pick an experienced craftsman to compete with me in accounting?"
Wan Fugui shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Don't even mention picking one, you can have them all come on, what do I have to fear?"
With his unique confidence and arrogance, Wan Fugui radiates light when talking about his specialties.
An Yuan'er said in a deep voice, "I want to settle accounts with you and make you admit defeat. But the person I'm competing against isn't one of those old masters, but me and you."
Wan Fugui's eyes widened in surprise: "You?"
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