The next day, Fang Yan got up early in the morning.
He skillfully changed himself into his school uniform, put on his small backpack and ran downstairs.
He excitedly greeted the maids he met on the road, the grandpa the housekeeper, and the family members sitting at the dining table, trotted all the way and jumped onto his chair, glanced around the table, and then visibly languished down.
"Yanyan?" Fang Ke was puzzled.
Fang Yan looked up pitifully: "Brother, have I finished my cake?"
Fang Ke was taken aback for a moment.
"So many, so big, have you eaten all of them?" The child's eyes were moist: "Is there nothing left?"
He remembered that yesterday's cake was tall and big, taller than his height, but he only ate the fondant figurine on the top, and there were many others that he hadn't tasted yet! I thought I would see the unfinished cakes on the dining table this morning, but I didn't expect that there was not even a piece of cake left.
The things on the table are all the things he usually likes to eat, but now even he can't even arouse the slightest interest.
Fang Ke was stunned for a while, then quickly covered Fang Huai's mouth next to him, and successfully blocked the rest of his unspoken words. Then he said to his younger brother solemnly: "Eat it all."
"Why?"
"Because Yanyan's cake is so delicious, we ate it up after Yanyan fell asleep."
"Huh?"
The child froze.
He went to bed early yesterday as usual, and he remembered that all the guests hadn't left before he fell asleep.
Fang Ke said righteously: "We have a lot of people, and each of us is a piece, and we will soon be divided."
Fang Huai, whose mouth was covered next to him, rolled his eyes, pulled his hand down, picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat breakfast.
Hearing that his cake was not wasted, the child immediately became happy. Although it was a pity that he didn't eat it, if other people liked it, it was enough to make him happy. Seeing his happy face on the surface, Fang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to grab several breakfasts for him, before uncovering the matter.
The family hadn't finished their breakfast when Gu Rong rang the doorbell and happily walked in from the outside.
Fang Ke glanced at him, remembering that he asked his brother to borrow money. "You came to pay back the money?"
"What kind of money are you talking about with me? It's so vulgar." Gu Rong unceremoniously pulled out a chair and sat down, and put his hands on the table for breakfast: "Let me tell you, my old man agreed."
Fang Ke raised his eyebrows: "Agreed?"
"Yes, he agreed for me to try it, but there are conditions. He will not provide me with any help, and he will not allow others to help me. I guess Uncle Fang received a call from his old man early in the morning." Gu Rong said.
Sitting on the sidelines reading the newspaper, the local father nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will follow what your grandfather said and not provide you with any financial assistance." As for other assistance, it depends on Gu Rong's ability .
"It's not just Uncle Fang, my grandfather has greeted almost everyone I know." Gu Rong said exaggeratedly: "The old man is in a fit of anger, and it will be very difficult for him to let go. I am penniless now, if not Considering that we are still related by blood, the old man almost kicked me out of the house. Fang Ke, good brother, you will take me in when the time comes. "
Fang Ke glanced at him and turned his head coldly.
Fang Huai hurriedly said: "Brother Gu, I will take you in."
"It seems that my brother loves you a lot." Gu Rong rubbed his head fiercely, and then said: "Although the old man doesn't support it, he doesn't object either. I believe that if I make some achievements, he will Probably satisfied."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"What time is it now?" Gu Rong raised his eyebrows and said triumphantly, "The world is full of business opportunities. Are you afraid that you won't find opportunities?"
Fang Ke smiled: "What about your first pot of gold?"
"That's why I came here." Gu Rong patted the backpack, and there was a sound of clinking coins inside.
As soon as Fang Yan's eyes lit up, he saw that he took out his piggy bank from his backpack, it was still full and heavy. "My piggy bank!" Fang Yan immediately stretched out his hand.
Gu Rong asked: "Yanyan, does what you say count?"
Fang Yan quickly retracted his hands, his whole face was congealed into a ball: "What are you talking about?"
Gu Rong patted the little pig, and there was another heavy tinkling sound from inside: "Of course it's about lending me money."
Fang Ke interjected: "Are you sure you didn't cheat him of the money?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Gu Rong glared at him fiercely: "Don't you know who I am? Do I seem to be someone who can cheat money? It's right there—" Positively speaking: "Yanyan and I are standing there, we made this deal with our own hands, Yanyan is so smart, even if I cheat, can I fool him?!"
Fang Ke rolled his eyes at him.
The younger brother next to him was still nodding in cooperation: "Yes, yes, I voluntarily lent it to Brother Gu, not brother Gu."
Fang Ke patted his head and stopped talking.
"Yanyan, if what you said is still true, I will not return the money to you, and treat it as your investment." Gu Rong took out another contract from his bag and pushed it in front of him: "In the future, I will When the company is established, the money will be turned into shares and returned to you.”
Before Fang Yan took it, Fang Ke picked it up first. He flipped through it, and was suddenly surprised: "Ten percent? You are so generous." He knew exactly how much money was in his brother's savings tube, although it was full Dangdang and heavy, but most of them are scattered small-value banknotes, and there are many coins. Although there are many together, but after careful calculation, there are not many.
Gu Rong can be said to have spent a lot of money.
"That's, what is Yanyan? Eyes of wisdom! He saw my potential just by looking at him, and gave me the money generously. I can't waste his mind, can I?" Gu Rong took another picture. Pat the piggy bank: "Just for this, ten percent is not a loss at all."
Fang Huai quickly raised his hand: "Brother Gu, then shall I invest in one for you?"
"You?" Gu Rong glanced at him, "Let's talk about when you have some pocket money left."
Fang Huai choked, and shrank back.
He has a new hobby recently, and the new hobby burns a lot of money. Before the end of this month, his pocket money is already stretched, let alone investment. His monthly pocket money is limited, and he has to rely on I live with my eldest brother.
Fang Huai took a bite of the shredded potato pancake angrily, thinking, he might as well follow his younger brother to sell vegetables.
My brother can make money selling vegetables! Can have ten percent!