The cold aura carried into the front hall, and Jin Suting saw two people sitting there. One was her father. The other, dressed in a dark robe and with a noticeable scar on his right eyebrow, was Helan Yinsheng, the Ninth Prince.
"Greetings to the Ninth Prince, and hello to father." She never lost her manners when outsiders were around.
"Be good, come here quickly." The old general waved to Jin Suting.
Jin Suting walked over obediently, lowering her eyebrows and looking docile. She looked like a normal lady from a wealthy family.
"This is the Ninth Prince," the old general introduced to Jin Suting enthusiastically. "Do you remember the Ninth Prince who came here last time?"
Last time? The time when Jin Xiyan was sentenced to three months of confinement? I remember, she was so happy at that time, and Jin Xiyan couldn't help but smile.
Then she introduced him to the Ninth Prince, "Your Highness, this is my daughter, Jin Suting."
"Yes, I recognize her." The Ninth Prince stared at Jin Suting with a smile.
He has a pretty good memory, he remembers it after seeing it once. Jin Suting's impression of the Ninth Prince improved by two points.
"What's the matter with Daddy asking me to come here?" Jin Suting couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked first.
The old general's smile widened. He looked at the Ninth Prince, then at his daughter, "Well..."
Jin Suting looked at her father's malicious smile. He wondered if he was going to arrange another marriage for her. They say a father knows a daughter best. She didn't really want to get married, so why did her father keep trying to force men on her? There was a loophole in this statement.
"The Ninth Prince wants to open a restaurant and wants our General's Mansion to invest in it!" said the old general.
Jin Suting breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out they were just buying shares. But what did buying shares have to do with her? She didn't know how to run a business...
"The general is right. I want to open a restaurant and give most of the shares to the general's mansion." The Ninth Prince had a warm smile on his face.
"Oh, what does that have to do with me? Why did you call me here specially?" Jin Suting blurted out.
Jin Ting accidentally let out her true thoughts and subconsciously stuck out her tongue. The old general immediately looked at the Ninth Prince's expression. The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Miss, there is no need to be so reserved. We are all partners. I want to invite none other than you, Miss Jin, to be my major shareholder."
"Me?" Jin Suting pointed at herself, "Don't joke, I don't know anything about business."
The Ninth Prince laughed out loud, "Miss Jin, do you know the Drunken Immortal Tower?"
"I know, it's the number one restaurant in Chang'an!" Jin Suting had just returned from there.
"Soon he won't be." The Ninth Prince's eyes were filled with ambition. "My restaurant will surpass his."
Jin Suting burst out laughing. Although he was a prince, this was a bit of a pipe dream. Zuixianlou had been established for more than ten years and already had a group of regular customers. Moreover, it was said that the restaurant owner had the support of people from the imperial court. How could he be easily surpassed?
As if sensing Jin Suting's ridicule, the Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows and asked, "Miss Jin, don't you believe it?"
Jin Suting said one thing and meant another, "No, I believe in you, Your Highness. After all, one should still have dreams."
The Ninth Prince ignored the perfunctory tone in Jin Suting's words and asked, "Does Miss Jin agree to invest?"
Well...does she dare to disagree?
Although she is the eldest daughter of a general's mansion, she is a prince, the son of the late emperor's younger brother, the nephew of the current empress, and the uncle of the current crown prince.
I'm just afraid that I'll mess up and then not be able to compensate him for his losses.
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