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Chapter 31 Dinner with Zhao Shaokang 3
  Just listen to Zhao Shaokang say: "I think..."

Song Xiaoran's eyes widened, and her heart was already in her throat.

"I want to become your teacher!"

"Ah? What kind of rice?"

"I want to be your teacher and learn how to do business. Xiao Ran, although we have only met a few times, I benefit a lot every time I listen to your conversation. We have made more money in the past few days than we made in the past year. Now. I hope you can continue to teach me. I need to make money, make a lot of money."

Zhao Shaokang's tone was full of sincerity.

"That's it! Of course it's okay!" Song Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief, but despite feeling relaxed, he still felt a little bit inexplicably disappointed. He couldn't explain why, so he said casually, "My brother says every day that I am a little money-crazy, and I fall in love with money. Got it. Haha, it turns out you are too, what are you doing with so much money?"

Zhao Shaokang was stunned when he heard this and said nothing, his eyes were a little heavy.

Oops, I said the wrong thing when I was nervous.

Song Xiaoran immediately understood why Zhao Shaokang was so eager to make money.

In the original book, Zhao Shaokang's father passed away when he was very young, and it was his mother who raised him and his sister. However, during his freshman year of high school, his mother fell ill. Later, he was diagnosed with severe kidney disease and would need dialysis within a certain period of time.

That's a lot of money no matter what era it is.

And her sister has suffered from severe asthma since she was a child.

For the sake of his family, Zhao Shaokang left the society very early and took care of the family business alone.

Zhao Shaokang would never tell others these things. His self-esteem did not allow others to feel pity or sympathy for him because of these things.

Thinking of this, Song Xiaoran looked at Zhao Shaokang and couldn't help but feel sorry for the taciturn man in front of him.

"By the way, how much money have we made recently?" Song Xiaoran brought up this happy topic, fearing that the atmosphere at the dinner table would be too heavy.

Sure enough, Zhao Shaokang felt much better instantly: "I did the math when I came here. The net profit in the past few days totaled 1 yuan, of which 4000% was yours, which is 3 yuan."

"Wow! So many!"

Song Xiaoran couldn't help but feel a little happy. It was a lot more than she expected, and the amount already exceeded the 3000 yuan agreed upon at the time.

This stall business is really profitable!
  In this era, 200 yuan a month is already an upper-middle income.

This 1 yuan is equivalent to 4 or 40 yuan a few decades later!

This stall is like a chicken that lays golden eggs!
  When she thought of the stall, Song Xiaoran quickly asked:
  "By the way, what should I do if you come to my stall? Xinxin can't be alone here. She is young and in poor health, so how can this be done!"

Hearing that Song Xiaoran was concerned about his sister, Zhao Shaokang's eyes became softer: "The stall's business has been too busy these days, so I asked my aunt and uncle for help. Xinxin was not allowed to go, but she strongly requested Go to the stall and keep an eye on her, and I’ll let her go. Don’t worry, my aunt and uncle will take care of her.”

"Your aunt and uncle?"

"Yeah, do you know them?"

Song Xiaoran thought to herself, I really remember it!
  The original book seems to have explained that Zhao Shaokang broke up with his aunt and uncle after he became successful, and the two parties once went to court to compete for part of the control of the group.

But in the past, when she read books about these supporting characters, she quickly skipped them. She only remembered that his aunt and uncle tried unsuccessfully to seize his family property, and she didn't pay attention to the specific details.

"Well, I think we know each other, but my impression is not very good." Song Xiaoran thought about the words and said a few ambiguous words, "If you are poor in the downtown area, no one will ask you, but if you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. You should pay attention to it yourself."

Zhao Shaokang was a little surprised. He pondered for a moment and said, "The relationship between the two families was normal when I was young, but they have moved around more in the past two years. I know, and I will pay more attention."

Song Xiaoran nodded!
  It's so comfortable to talk to a person like Zhao Shaokang, just a little bit. "By the way, Xiao Ran, do you want your share? I can give you 4200 yuan tomorrow."

After saying these words, Zhao Shaokang felt a little reluctant in his heart.

It's not that I don't want to give up money, I just don't like this kind of "separation".

After dividing the money, do they have to go their separate ways?

Thinking of this, Zhao Shaokang became a little nervous, waiting for Song Xiaoran's answer.

Song Xiaoran thought for a while and said with a smile: "Since you are going to worship me as your teacher, why don't you divide the money first. In fact, I haven't been lying around these days. I have come up with a business that I can do. You vote 1 Wan, I’ll invest 4000 and let’s continue our partnership. However, this time I want 55%!”

Zhao Shaokang was ecstatic in his heart, but his tone was still pretending to be calm: "What kind of business is it? Let me hear it first. You are so smart, don't trick me. I will help you count the money."

Song Xiaoran rolled her eyes at him: "Humph, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! What a fool you are! Of course it is good business, it is a big business related to people's livelihood!"

Song Xiaoran deliberately played it off. Zhao Shaokang was in a good mood and said with a smile: "For such a big business, our total total is less than 1, is it enough?"

Song Xiaoran smiled sweetly: "That's enough! With this money, we can open three stores! That's much more profitable than selling clothes. It's such a big business!"

"Oh? Tell me in detail!"
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  The more the two of them chatted, the more they became more and more interested in each other. They didn't go out together until the restaurant was closed to see off guests.

The moonlight is bright and the street lights are dim.

Song Xiaoran stretched out and took a deep breath. He felt very comfortable and full of energy for the future.

"Zhao Shaokang, what time is it?"

"When I came out, I looked at it and saw it was 11 o'clock."

"It's 11 o'clock, they should have finished talking," Song Xiaoran muttered in a low voice, "Song Xiran should leave. If not, do you want to sleep at home? Where will you sleep?"

At this moment, a black car turned out of the dormitory building with its headlights on, slowed down, and stopped in front of them.

Isn’t this car Lao Song’s?
  Sure enough, the rear window was lowered, revealing Song Xiran's small and delicate face, with a hint of paleness after recovering from illness.

Song Xiran has big eyes, which she inherited from Lao Song. Her minibus is very pointed, and she looks very much like Liu Xiuwen when she was young and not overweight.

Sure enough, they are a family!
  Song Xiaoran sighed and greeted Song Xiran: "Xiran, you're leaving."

Song Xiran nodded, looked around Song Xiaoran and Zhao Shaokang, and said, "Yes, Xiaoran. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow?" Song Xiaoran expressed doubts.

Song Xiran explained: "Tomorrow is Saturday. Dad said that we would like to invite the two families to have dinner together. Dad said that he told you a few days ago."

Song Xiaoran slapped her forehead and said suddenly: "Oh, I've been so busy recently, I almost forgot. Have you told your parents?"

Song Xiran nodded: "Dad and brother said they are busy tomorrow and don't have time to go. Mom said she is a representative and will go with you tomorrow."

Where is the busyness?

My father and brother were afraid that they would not be able to control their temper when they saw Liu Xiuwen, and would make trouble during dinner, which would make Song Xiran's life difficult, so they simply stayed away from him and were not upset.

(End of this chapter)