"Heh, that's true," Qu Tan'er nodded. She indeed didn't understand much about business and was just applying some 21st-century moves.
Yuela asked, "Tan'er, are you going to take out a portion of this money? Just leave me with two million Silver as capital, that'll do."
"No, you keep it all. Do I look like I'm short of money to spend?"
"Then it's settled. I'm going to make it multiply a few times over. One day, Dongyue Country's richest person might just change their surname to Su," Su Yuela declared with the same radiant ambition she had when she left the house, not at all inferior to any man.
Qu Tan'er patted Su Yuela on the shoulder, filled with both envy and relief.
However, the next day, when the sign saying 'Transfer of Ownership' was hung up in front of the Tanxiang Rice Shop, a certain man from the shop opposite became frantic, unable to sit still. After all their jostling, it looked like he was going to force his beloved away... A tragedy? Somewhat.
