"Business?"

Zhou Ke'an repeated the sentence and smiled and said, "Okay, then follow what you said."

Zhou Kean thought He Wentao in front of him was quite interesting, but it was only interesting.

He has more than ten hotels and hotels in the city, with assets of tens of millions, and his annual profit is not high, and he has millions.

If you spend 30,000 yuan to do business, you can earn 1,000 yuan in one week?

Zhou Kean expressed doubts, but he didn't care.

The two agreed, and He Wentao returned to the kitchen with 30,000 yuan.

Seeing that Su Wenwen was still dealing with the big bowl in front of her, He Wentao said a few more good words and wanted to persuade her, but he had no choice but to persuade her.

In the end, he could only take out 4,000 yuan and hand it over to Su Wenwen, asking her to arrange the procedures for transferring her daughter to the provincial capital with him.

Although Su Wenwen was still suspicious of the money, she did not refuse.

This is for the treatment of her daughter, and even if she is not happy, she must accept it.

After leaving Phoenix Hotel, it was already dark.

He Wentao and Zhao Dazhuang casually found a small restaurant to deal with it, and rushed back regardless of the weather.

Phoenix Hotel Back Kitchen.

Su Wenwen was dealing with more bowls, and Li Ronghua hurried over.

"Don't you let you rest? Why are you still washing dishes?"

"Supervisor Li, I..."

"Hey, in this way, there is still a lack of clerks on the finance side, you go and do it."

Li Ronghua was promoted.

He Wentao pointed out the problem. Not only did Li Ronghua not receive any punishment, he became a blessing in disguise and temporarily acted as the branch manager.

Even if it is temporarily released, he is very excited and naturally comes to repay his kindness.

"Ah? But I haven't worked as a clerk, and... I'm just a odd job, and I'll go to the provincial capital in a few days."

"That's how..."

Li Ronghua thought for a moment: "Then, you should follow odd job hours and... let's count the dishes."

After a few words, Su Wenwen was transferred to a relaxed position, which made her feel very sorry.

She didn't know how much loss He Wentao had recovered for the big boss with a simple reminder.

With a little nervous mood, Su Wenwen worked until 9:30 and finally got off work.

Everyone in the ward should have fallen asleep at this point.

However, when she walked through the quiet corridor and returned to the ward, her eyes suddenly looked at her.

Could it be that they also know about the hotel?

No, this has something to do with the old man and the old man next door?

But why did the aunt's face look so pale?

"Aunt Wu, Uncle Wang, what's wrong with you?"

After two days, Tingting was adjusted, and she was already quite familiar with the bed next door.

Of course, it would be better if He Wentao didn't talk nonsense.

Before the two of them could speak, Gao Yucui spoke first.

"Wenwen, do you still remember what Wentao said yesterday?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Su Wenwen was confused.

"When I asked Sister Wu to stew the soup..."

Su Wenwen suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Mom, that's what He Wentao said nonsense. You know his man too, alas..."

"Not nonsense."

The person who spoke was Aunt Wu, and her voice was firm.

As soon as these words came out, Su Wenwen's heart suddenly broke out. Could it be...

"I... When I went back in the evening, I stewed the soup and felt a little dizzy. I wanted to lie down for a while, but I didn't know that I fell asleep, just..."

"Luckily, fortunately, I was confused about what your husband said, so get up quickly..."

Su Wenwen didn't need to listen to what happened next. Just looking at Aunt Wu's trembling expression while talking, she knew what was happening.

Looking at Aunt Wu who was unscathed in front of her, a strange feeling arose in Su Wenwen's heart.

He actually called it again.

Could it be that he was also confused?

Aunt Wu said at the end, she felt a little embarrassed: "Your husband is here today, and the old man and I haven't given him a good look. Alas!"

"It's okay, he won't care." Su Wenwen had to comfort her.

"no!"

Uncle Wang shook his head firmly: "He may not care, but this is a life-saving grace. If something happens to the old lady, I will... Old lady, don't you want to accept Tingting as your fucking granddaughter?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Aunt Wu nodded repeatedly.

"Xiao Su, when I was discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow, I will get rid of this matter. Look..." Uncle Wang didn't finish speaking, then shook his head: "No, no, we have to find a way to cure Tingting's illness first. Old lady, go and call our son, ask him, and ask him in the city."

"Okay, I'll call now."

Aunt Wu has gone out and doesn't care whether her son is already asleep now.

Su Wenwen watched the conversation between the two, but couldn't get in the whole process, but her heart was warm.

When Aunt Wu came back, Su Wenwen's haze for many days seemed to have not been dispelled quickly.

Aunt Wu's son works in the city and has a lot of contact with the city hospital. After asking, he told Aunt Wu that there is no need for Wenwen to transfer to the provincial capital in this situation, and just send it to the first hospital in the city.

"I will transfer to the city hospital tomorrow, and I will be discharged tomorrow. I have this little problem, so there is no need to be hospitalized. We will accompany you to the city to be discharged tomorrow, and we will pay the money."

Uncle Wang was particularly straightforward and couldn't wait.

If you just like Tingting before and want to take on her as your granddaughter, now you are repaying your kindness and saving your life.

The next morning, before they could say they were transferred to the hospital, the doctor in the morning shift was asked about the transfer, and the reply they received was that the earlier the better.

Su Wenwen suddenly became anxious.

Before he could not inform He Wentao, he had to ask the nurse to inform him. Then, the two families got on the car to the city directly.

As for the work in the hotel, I don’t care about it.

He Wentao really doesn't know.

He went out early in the morning, drove a tractor with Zhao Dazhuang, collected more than a thousand kilograms of garlic, and then hurried to the city.

"Dazhuang, have you told your parents?"

"Yeah, Brother Wentao, I will reveal to them the money we have made in the past few days as you told me to follow you."

The two of them were talking about not going home for a few days.

With 30,000 yuan in funds, He Wentao has already planned to change his model.

Can he not know that what they are doing now is the lowest and most difficult thing?

But there is no capital.

It is more important for a daughter to treat her illness, and the money must be managed first.

Now that you have the capital, you don’t need to run around the village to collect garlic.

He Wentao plans to rent a large warehouse and become a small dealer.

risk?

In the game of beating drums and passing flowers, the last wave of people will always suffer.

He knew what price of garlic fell, and he evacuated it in time and did not have to be afraid of risks.

"Dazhuang, did your parents ask you to keep a note?"

"Ah? Why are you..."

Zhao Dazhuang was embarrassed.

This time, although He Wentao brought him to make money for the first time, the past with bad records cannot be erased in an instant.

His parents did tell him to keep a lot of accounts. If He Wentao had other ideas, then... it would be safe first.

He Wentao smiled and didn't care at all.

Who made him an unreliable person?

"Well... Zhang Wang has many warehouses. If you rent a big one from him, we can also do big tickets."

He murmured to himself that Chaozhou City is near.
Chapter completed!