Jiang Songhai drank tea without saying anything, looked at Jiang Xiao, and his lips moved.

Even Xu Linjiang said: "Xiaoxiao, this risk is indeed a bit greater."

The main reason is that it is difficult to put it on. If they do it well and cannot sell it within two or three days, then they will lose all of it? If the cost is low, it would be fine if it is broken, but the cost of this kind of refreshment is so high, even if it is broken, it will cost a few dollars. What should I do?

No matter how Jiang Xiao explained to them, some people are really rich and are really willing to spend this money to buy such expensive things, but they just don't believe it.

Without enough vision, how can you have enough cognition?

Jiang Xiao failed to persuade her for the first time and expressed her depression. When she returned to her room that night, she couldn't help but take out the letter paper to write a letter to Meng Xinian.

After all, Meng Xinian came from the capital and had been staying in the provincial capital. She wanted to know his opinion.

Four days later, she received a reply from Meng Xinian.

What surprised Jiang Xiao was that Meng Xinian told her that if she really thought the refreshments were delicious, then she would be safe to make them. If they couldn't sell them, he would help find sales. He also praised her and said that she was very knowledgeable. In the capital, there were too many rich families, and they would never be able to afford a dim sum. However, if they wanted to make this, they would better move to the provincial capital, because if they were in Ping'an Town, they would have to ship them to the provincial capital after they were done, for fear of wasting time on the road, and the transportation cost was also high.

Finally, Meng Xinian told her that when he sent the letter, he also came out and transferred some money to her and used it as the start-up capital for the tea shop business.

"I have transferred half of my net worth to you. If you make a profit, you will be counted for me. If you lose, you will be counted for me. Don't worry."

Jiang Xiao held the letter paper and once again experienced Meng Eubi's presidential style.

This behavior should be considered a bully behavior. She didn't say she wanted his money, and half of her net worth was transferred without saying a word. She didn't have to consider whether she was willing to collect it or not, and whether she would feel psychologically stressed!

But, what's going on with a little bit of joy in my heart?

Sure enough, I received the remittance order the next day. As soon as I saw the amount on it, Jiang Xiao gasped.

She suddenly stuffed the remittance form into her bag and covered her hands tightly.

Oh my God!

She has never seen so much money in her life!

Meng Ebu actually remitted five thousand yuan to her! Five thousand! Five thousand!

In 1980, a remittance slip of 5,000 could scare people!

Hu Xibing looked at her movements and knew that she was scared. Even he was scared, okay? Because the remittance form was written with his name.

Meng Xinian was very careful in dealing with Jiang Xiao. He thought that Jiang Xiao was still young and it might not be convenient to send her money directly. Moreover, the 5,000 remittance form was quite confusing after all, and if the post office staff didn't care about it, it would be really not safe for Jiang Xiao.

So he sent a telegram to Hu Xibing in advance, told him about the matter, and asked him to collect it on his behalf.

This remittance form was given to Jiang Xiao after Hu Xibing received it.

"Sister-in-law," he cleared his throat and said, "You see when you want to get the money, I'll go with you."

"Oh, oh!" Jiang Xiao nodded quickly: "Then go get it now!"

She felt that it was safest to put it in the space after taking it out.
Chapter completed!