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Even if I asked, my family might not have it.
However, after careful consideration, Jiang Nansun decided to talk to her father.
If Dad agrees, then we'll choose the second option Lin Yi suggested.
If Dad doesn't agree and the family can't provide much money, then the only option left is the first one Lin Yi mentioned.
Jiang Nansun sent her father a text message, asking him to come upstairs for a moment.
After seeing the text message, Jiang Pengfei went to Jiang Nansun's room with doubts.
"Nan Sun, what's the matter?" Jiang Pengfei asked.
"Dad, do you still remember those dozen or so decorating styles Lin Yi mentioned yesterday?" Jiang Nansun asked.
"I remember, how could I not remember? Lin Yi was not nervous at all when facing strangers. Instead, he spoke fluently and confidently."
He mentioned more than a dozen decorating styles, which shows that he has a lot of knowledge.
"Your dad approves of your boyfriend. He's not only rich, but also very capable," Jiang Pengfei praised without reservation.
Jiang Nansun said with a smile, "Dad, I want to start a company with Lin Yi. It's a decoration company, and the decoration styles will mainly be the dozen or so that Lin Yi mentioned."
"Hmm? Really? That's great. The dozen or so decorating styles Lin Yi mentioned are not found in many places in Shanghai."
"I think if that's the case, it should be possible to make money," Jiang Pengfei said.
After all that, we're finally getting to the point.
ask for money.
Jiang Nansun still said: "Lin Yi made two suggestions at the time. One was that you could earn tens of millions without spending much money."
One approach is to invest a significant amount upfront and, before competitors can react, seize the Shanghai home renovation market as quickly as possible.
In a few years, our decoration company will be able to establish itself in Shanghai.
Dad, if it were you, what would you choose?
Although Jiang Pengfei didn't manage things much, he understood Nansun's meaning as soon as Jiang Nansun spoke.
"Nan Sun, you want your dad to invest, right?" Jiang Pengfei said.
"Yes, Dad, as you know, many decoration companies don't even know about the dozen or so decorating styles that Lin Yi mentioned."
"Dad, this is a golden opportunity, don't miss it!" Jiang Nansun said.
"How much do you want?" Jiang Pengfei asked.
“The second option requires fifty million,” Jiang Nansun said.
"What? How much? Fifty million? Why don't you sell your dad and see if you can get fifty million for him?"
Jiang Pengfei was startled when Jiang Nansun made his offer.
Fifty million? Where is he supposed to steal fifty million from?!
(The author slept all day today and has a headache. Thinking that there was no update today, the author decided to bear with it and write a few more pages before going to sleep.)
There will be another chapter after this one.
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Chapter 48 Zhu Suosuo's attitude of admitting her mistake, eating grapes (Seeking flowers and ratings)
"What? How much? Fifty million? Why don't you sell your dad and see if you can get fifty million for him?"
Jiang Pengfei was truly frightened by his daughter's words.
So much so that Jiang Pengfei had to shout when he spoke.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Nansun immediately realized that she was anxious.
She should have mentioned the first type of investment first, and then gradually introduced the others, so that it wouldn't seem like too much.
"Nan Sun, you just casually mentioned fifty million? What's wrong with you? What makes you think our family is so rich?" Jiang Pengfei looked at his daughter, not knowing what to say.
"No, Dad, the total investment is fifty million, we'll invest half, twenty-five million will be enough," Jiang Nansun quickly tried to salvage the situation.
Jiang Pengfei waved his hand and said, "Nan Sun, this isn't fifty million, it's still twenty-five million."
Rather, our family simply doesn't have any money left.
You've lived in this house for so long, don't you know what's going on there?
As you probably know, our family's money all comes from our ancestors.
There's no one working at home right now. Your grandma is old and stays at home all the time. Your mom plays mahjong every day or goes dancing.
As for me, I trade stocks every day, and all my money is invested in the stock market.
Where would we get any money?
Right now, your grandma probably has some money, but that's for daily household expenses, and she's unlikely to give it to you. Forget about it.
Without wasting any words, Jiang Pengfei directly told his daughter about his family situation.
She's lived in this house for so long, she should know these things.
"Dad, you invested so much in the stock market, and now you've lost everything?" Jiang Nansun said unwillingly, "Dad, this investment was really rare, and the chances of making money were very high."
"Let me think about it," Jiang Pengfei said.
His money in the stock market?
All his money in the stock market is now tied up.
Now, he faces only two possibilities: either a huge loss or a huge profit.
There is no third option.
As for getting him to leave the stage, that's simply impossible, and he no longer has that opportunity.
He could only continue to wait.
As for the investment in the decoration company that Nan Sun mentioned, Jiang Pengfei is also quite optimistic about it.
It's not that I'm optimistic about Nan Sun, but about Lin Yi. Lin Yi seems like a reliable person. Also, the dozen or so decorating styles he mentioned will definitely make a lot of money if a decorating company uses them.
Therefore, as Nan Sun said, if you seize this opportunity, you will definitely make money.
Jiang Pengfei firmly believed this.
The key issue is how much or how little money one can earn.
The problem is, they don't have the money.
Of the entire family, only the old lady had some money left; the rest had been invested in the stock market.
“My father thinks highly of Lin Yi, so I believe what you’re saying,” Jiang Pengfei nodded and said.
"Really?" Jiang Nansun asked with a smile.
“Hmm,” Jiang Pengfei said, “But as for the specifics, how much to invest, I need to meet with Lin Yi before making a decision.”
"Really?" Jiang Nansun was delighted to hear this.
"Mm," Jiang Pengfei said.
"Dad, how much are you investing?" Jiang Nansun asked curiously.
"Five to ten million," Jiang Pengfei said after thinking for a moment.
"Dad, didn't you say we were out of money?" Jiang Nansun asked curiously.
“This has nothing to do with you.” Jiang Pengfei didn’t want to dampen his daughter’s enthusiasm, so he didn’t mention where the money came from.
He planned to meet with Lin Yi and, by the way, discuss investment matters with him.
"Row."
Jiang Nansun thought about it and realized that 25 million was definitely out of the question. However, if there was an investment of 10 million, that would be quite a lot.
At worst, Lin Yi can invest a larger share, and she can contribute more.
She had no choice but to accept that her family was poor.
……
Jiang Nansun was very happy to hear that her father wanted to invest.
Although the amount of money invested was much less than she had expected, Jiang Nansun was still very satisfied with the amount.
"Hey, are you there?" Jiang Nansun asked.
"Yes," Lin Yi replied.
“I’ve told my dad about the renovation company,” Jiang Nansun said.
"How is it?" Lin Yi asked.
“He said he would invest, but our family doesn’t have much money. We can only invest about five to ten million. Please don’t mind.” Jiang Nansun said, “Of course, with such a small investment, splitting it 50/50 is definitely not an option.”
My percentage can also be reduced, which is understandable.
Lin Yi didn't answer directly, but was thinking about something.
If Lin Yi remembers correctly, Jiang Pengfei invested all of the Jiang family's money in the stock market, right?
Even the building where they currently live has been mortgaged to the bank by Jiang Pengfei.
If Jiang Pengfei is unable to repay the loan by the due date, the bank will take back the house.
As for Jiang Pengfei's money in the stock market, it's all locked up and he can't touch it at all.
Jiang Pengfei is now in one of two situations: either he makes a huge profit or he suffers a huge loss.
As for the old lady, there was no hope at all; she only had a little bit of her savings left.
In this situation, where did Jiang Pengfei get the money?
He's out there and owes so much money, who would be willing to lend him money?
Five million to ten million?
Lin Yi thought about it for a while, but still couldn't figure out where Jiang Pengfei got the money.
“Okay,” Lin Yi replied.
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