"When did you start wearing the same pants as Dad?"
Xiang Ciyuan smiled and said, "Then what do you think would be a suitable investment for me?"
"In the family's coal and steel businesses, both customers and shareholders only recognize the eldest brother. As for you, perhaps it would be more suitable to invest in some industries that the eldest brother hasn't invested in before."
She didn't know how to make money, but she suddenly thought of Shen Shixun and the image of the man sweating profusely on the construction site.
Almost every time she went there, she would see him at his most disheveled and exhausted, while she was enjoying a life of luxury and could chat with her friends.
He was all alone in the ancient city, and it was really tough for him to make a living.
"How about, Second Brother, you invest in real estate?"
Xiang Ciyuan was taking a sip of tea when she choked and coughed. He reached out and touched her forehead.
"Oh, Second Brother!"
"Half of the projects I invested in have failed. Do you think Dad would be willing to give me so much money to invest?"
“It’s not difficult at all. As long as you do the preparation work well, decide that you want to do it, and let your dad see your decision, he will agree.”
"Zhizhi, your second brother isn't you."
She can have whatever she wants; if she just asks, Xiang Zhengyi won't refuse her. But he is Xiang Ciyuan, the man of the family.
Xiang Zhengyi, this old-fashioned man, has completely different attitudes and demands towards the little cotton-padded jacket and the leather jacket.
“As long as my second brother wants to do it and has done enough preparation, I will talk to Dad on his behalf.”
"It's a deal."
A promise made is a promise kept.
As Xiang Ciyuan left, Xiang Nanzhi watched his retreating figure thoughtfully.
She stood up, put the spoon back in the bowl, and said, "No, I have to teach him a lesson."
Shen Shixun wasn't in such a bad temper when he was in Saigon; it must have been her way of expressing herself that made him angry.
"Then I'll have my bodyguard go with you."
As soon as Ma Xiaorong heard the word "teach a lesson," she felt she should take action.
"Hey, in a civilized society, we can't always solve problems with violence. We should talk things out and discuss things."
Ma Xiaorong frowned. Was this something she would say to Nan Zhi?
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