“You’re so stubborn. Then will you also refuse the Cultivate resources I give you in the future?”
“Yes, you are my Master, and it is your duty to help me Cultivate.”
This time, Ye Xinning didn’t refuse.
“Then just treat these Spirit Stones as helping you Cultivate, wouldn’t that be fine!”
“It’s not the same!”
“She’s refusing charity, not an obligation. Don’t get them mixed up.”
An Chen gently reminded him.
“What’s the difference?” Hong Shan muttered, then said, “It’s fine if you don’t want my Spirit Stones, but I can indeed help you sell cosmetics.”
Noticing that the remaining three were looking at him without speaking, Hong Shan continued.
“In Kyushu, I am, after all, someone with businesses. Although the Mahjong parlors are small, there are franchised stores everywhere in Kyushu. Are you still worried these goods won’t sell?”
An Chen’s eyes immediately lit up.
He didn’t know what kind of Mahjong parlors Hong Shan, this “Mahjong Immortal,” had opened, but now it seemed the title of Mahjong Immortal wasn’t for nothing.
This was a Mahjong tycoon!
“Really?”
Ye Xinning also got excited.
“Really.” Hong Shan nodded, smiling, “But I’m afraid your goods won’t be enough for me to sell.”
He had dozens, even hundreds of stores. How many goods could these two little ones get? It definitely wouldn’t be enough for him to sell.
Putting a little bit of cosmetics in each store would require a very large total amount.
“We’re not in a hurry to launch on a large scale. We can start with pilot operations… I wonder if we could borrow one of your Mahjong parlors to help us promote these cosmetics. We’ll sell as much as we can. Don’t worry, we won’t borrow for free. We’ll share a portion of the profits with you then.”
“I want fifty percent! And it’s fifty percent of the profit!”
Hong Shan made an exorbitant demand, holding up five fingers. At this moment, he showed his true nature as a businessman.
But then, he immediately met Ye Xinning’s man-eating expression.
“Then… then I’ll take thirty percent?”
“No, no, two percent, two percent!”
Only then did Ye Xinning nod with satisfaction.
“Won’t you be a bit too much like this?”
An Chen’s mouth twitched as he quietly asked.
“Not at all. The money my Master earns is the money I earn. He has a big family and a big business, so he’s not afraid of us fleecing him. Besides, he’s just providing a platform. It’s not worth him taking so much!”
“Then… we’ll split the rest fifty-fifty?”
“Okay!”
Ye Xinning smiled very happily.
In that case, both of them would get forty percent of the total profit.
“Well, if that’s the case, I have to make it clear: I’m only responsible for putting your things in my store. I can’t control whether they sell or how much they sell!”
“No problem.”
This was what the two of them had originally intended.
They didn’t want Hong Shan to do everything; then it wouldn’t be their own money or their own business.
Although the phrase “their own business” sounded a bit ridiculous, as this couldn’t even be considered a business, but rather a smuggling operation across worlds.
All they wanted was a platform.
It was already enough that Hong Shan could use his Mahjong parlors to help them sell goods.
“One more thing, do you… have enough money on hand right now?”
Ye Xinning suddenly asked.
Since the two of them wanted to do business, they had to have “startup capital.”
If their livelihood was still a problem, then there was no point in talking about doing business.
Ye Xinning knew that An Chen had also gone to Sun Zhijun’s shop and that An Chen had sold some things, but she didn’t know how much he had sold or if it was enough.
“You first tell me yours.”
“Some of my money went to rent and deposit. After leaving half a month’s living expenses and emergency funds, I still have twenty thousand left.”
What she sold last time was also Qingxin Grass Leaf, and the quantity was not as much as An Chen sold, totaling less than forty thousand.
An Chen silently lowered his head.
“You… don’t you have enough? It’s okay if you don’t! At worst, you can join first, and we’ll slowly figure out the money problem…”
An Chen, however, slowly shook his head.
“No.”
“Then you…”
An Chen silently calculated.
Excluding living expenses, the money he spent on the electric wheelchair, plus the small amount of savings he had painstakingly accumulated before, that would be…
“I currently have about one hundred and ten thousand that I can use.”
For a moment, Ye Xinning was stunned, and the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat.
She had originally wanted to say that if An Chen had any financial difficulties now, he could tell her, since she had some money now.
But now it seemed that the one without money was herself…
Ye Xinning suddenly understood after thinking about it.
Su Xiaojiu, who was sitting behind An Chen, was the daughter of the so-called Sect Master of the Fire Phoenix Sect. She must have a lot of treasures, and if she gave An Chen just a little, perhaps An Chen would get rich…
For no reason, a wave of disappointment surged in Ye Xinning’s heart.
Perhaps An Chen didn’t need her help at all…
“This money is definitely enough for us to start. We’re Transmigration this afternoon, so if we need to purchase, it’s probably too late now.”
An Chen might not have noticed the change in Ye Xinning’s expression, as he continued to speak to himself.
“There’s still some time before afternoon classes. We should be able to pick our target for stocking goods first. If worst comes to worst, we can ask for leave, after all, there’s no point in going to school now…”
For them, going to school now was just to ensure they maintained their “student status.”
“What do you think?”
“Huh?” Ye Xinning seemed to have just come to her senses.
“I’m fine with it.”
“Then it’s settled!”
So An Chen opened his phone and began browsing e-commerce platforms, carefully sifting through cosmetics.
“Let me see, let me see!”
Su Xiaojiu also squeezed over to join the fun.
She had heard An Chen say that the cosmetics here were very powerful, and she had seen women, and even men, with exquisite makeup on the street, so she was also very interested in these magical cosmetics that could “transform” one’s appearance.
“You go look at your own!”
“Disciple, disciple?”
Ye Xinning heard Hong Shan calling her from behind and turned her head back, looking a little impatient.
“What is it?”
“Come inside, I want to talk to you.”
Ye Xinning looked at the two who were carefully selecting cosmetics again, then turned and followed Hong Shan into the room.
This house had two bedrooms, one was Ye Xinning’s, and the other was Hong Shan’s. He had already placed a set of tables and chairs he brought from Kyushu in the room, and there was also a tea set on the table.
The two sat down, one on each chair. Hong Shan flipped his hand and conjured a kettle, then poured hot tea from the kettle into the teacups.
“Thank you, Master.”
Ye Xinning thanked him, but before she could drink the tea, she heard Hong Shan say earnestly:
“What exactly do you see in that kid?”