On the second day of the new year, after breakfast, when Zhao Baoxiu was about to leave for Zhao Hongde, Li Guilong came.

"Auntie, congratulations on getting rich."

"Aaron, sit down by yourself. Aliang will be back later." Zhao Baoxiu pointed to the sofa, continued to lower her head to check the gifts that she needed to bring, and said, "I want to go to Grandpa Aliang's house."

"I came here in a hurry." Li Guilong was still in a hurry. He took out an invitation and said, "I'm getting married on the 18th this month."

"Congratulations, your mother finally got her wish." Saying congratulations, the old friend who held the parent-teacher conference together got her wish, but Zhao Baoxiu sighed in her heart, when will she be able to send out invitations instead of receiving them.

"I haven't seen your mother for a while. How are you?"

"It's good. My mother has always said that she wants to come over to see you and talk to you, but she has been busy taking care of my eldest sister's child recently and can't leave."

After chatting about recent developments, Li Guilong asked: "Where did A Liang pay New Year's greetings so early in the morning?"

"I just finished eating and took a walk outside. I'll be back soon."

As soon as Zhao Baoxiu finished speaking, Cai Zhiliang and Yang Deshan appeared at the door.

"How come you still have time to come to my place when you are not at home to be the groom's official?" Cai Zhiliang teased Li Guilong when he saw him.

"Along came here to deliver the invitation." Zhao Baoxiu shook the bright red invitation in her hand.

"There is one more thing." Li Guilong kept the story short, took out several magazines from his handbag, and said: ""Fashion World" has been launched in Hong Kong City."

"I thought I was going to start a photo album again?" Cai Zhiliang took the fashion magazine, flipped through it, and said, "I heard from A Le yesterday that he also had a photo album in Yangcheng?"

"Don't always look at the world with the same old eyes. Photo albums can also be very fashionable." Li Guilong said seriously, "It was that magazine that gave me a lot of confidence. With the current resources of Mingxiu Newspaper, it is completely unavailable."

You have to grab food at the lower end."

"Eh...it's quite photogenic..." Cai Zhiliang was a little surprised. Li Guilong and his wife had their wedding photos printed in a magazine. They were quite photogenic. Against the background of the sea view, the woman looked gentle and elegant.

"People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold clothing, this is fashion."

Li Guilong left quickly, while Cai Zhiliang and Zhao Baoxiu packed up gifts, and Yang Deshan drove them there. When they arrived, Zhao Hongde was at the door, looking at Deng Xiaoya not far away, jumping around and having fun.

Very happy.

"Grandpa..."

"Auntie, cousin, I'll get it..." As she spoke, Deng Xiaoya was already approaching.

"Take this, this is your favorite pie... hold it."

Cai Zhiliang placed a small box of pies in Deng Xiaoya's arms and let her carry her in. However, he did not see Wang Dongqin and Zhao Baoqian.

"They went to Ah Cheng's place and came back soon." Zhao Hongde explained, "The soup has been stewed in the pot."

Maybe the packaging was too tight, or maybe Deng Xiaoya was not very strong. After placing the pie on the coffee table, she couldn't open it.

"I'll do it." Cai Zhiliang patted Deng Xiaoya's arm and asked, "Where's your little cousin?"

The person who asked this question was naturally Zhao Zhiqiang. I don’t know when Deng Xiaoya started calling her.

"I'm telling you." Deng Xiaoya suddenly became mysterious and leaned into Cai Zhiliang's ear and said, "My little cousin hasn't gotten up yet, cluck..."

As if it was a very interesting thing, Deng Xiaoya couldn't help laughing as she said it.

"Why haven't you gotten up yet? Do you know why?" Cai Zhiliang handed the pie to Deng Xiaoya. It was almost noon and she was still bedridden. After all, Cai Zhiliang and Zhao Baoxiu came over today, as they do every year.

"Hmm..." Deng Xiaoya nodded her head and said quietly: "My little cousin drank a lot last night. He drank a lot..."

Deng Xiaoya also stretched out her arms to make gestures, then covered her pretty nose and said: "My whole body stinks..."

You have to ask Zhao Hongde about this matter. Deng Xiaoya only knew that Zhao Zhiqiang was in a bad mood and drank, but she couldn't explain the reason.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with Aqiang?"

"Sigh... It's not because of that coffee shop that the profits haven't been very good recently." Zhao Hongde sat on the sofa, looked at Deng Xiaoya, and said, "Just eat one. I'm afraid my teeth have fallen out again."

"That's not true." Deng Xiaoya disagreed, but still put the pie back. Since the end of last year, it has also reached the age of changing teeth.

Seeing Cai Zhiliang turning his head to look over, Deng Xiaoya quickly covered her mouth and said: "Don't look, turn around, don't look..."

She is a kid and has reached the age where she loves beauty.

"Is the efficiency not good? It's the Spring Festival holiday, so the efficiency is not good?" Cai Zhiliang was a little surprised, saying: "It took two years from the time he opened his first store. Even if the efficiency is not good occasionally, it doesn't matter.

Let’s drink away our sorrows?”

"He drank a lot yesterday, but he is still young and it is not a big deal. Come, drink tea..." Zhao Hongde handed Cai Zhiliang a cup of tea and said: "Business was good at the beginning of the period. Last year, we opened seven more stores. We will settle the accounts at the end of the year.

, only two of them are profitable. In the past month, Aqiang has been hesitating between persisting and closing the store. He also knows that with the current situation of the coffee shop, closing the store is the best choice, but he is unwilling to do so.

Yesterday, the first day of the Lunar New Year, I had a quarrel with Ah Cheng..."

"You never told me..." Regarding the quarrel between Zhao Zhiqiang and Zhao Baocheng, Cai Zhiliang didn't care at all. He was just irritating and said: "I opened a store in Central last year. I thought the benefits were good."

When the Central coffee shop opened last year, Cai Chiliang was also present.

"With not enough manpower, the quality will inevitably vary greatly. At first, people might come into the store to be romantic because of the song you wrote, but as time goes by, the taste is average, so naturally fewer people will come."

Zhao Hongde said: "In the final analysis, Aqiang is still young and thin-skinned, so he can't control the situation. But you will learn a lesson, so don't interfere. After this hurdle, everything will be fine."

"Okay, be sure to let me know if anything happens..." Seeing Zhao Zhiqiang coming out, Cai Zhiliang picked up the tea cup.

"Auntie, cousin..."

"A Liang, some time ago, there was a lot of discussion in the newspapers. Did Jinhe Investment make a profit or lose money?" Zhao Hongde mentioned what happened a year ago casually, but Cai Zhiliang was too busy to see anyone.

"Grandpa, haven't you already received the red envelope? You should have a conclusion on whether you are losing money or making money." Cai Zhiliang said with a smile: "In general, I am making money, but it is also true that I have lost money. Short selling is inherently risky, and there are

Losing money and making money is the norm.”

"How do you feel?" Zhao Hongde refilled Cai Zhiliang's glass and said, "With your current worth, there is absolutely no need to take such a big risk again."

"Good tea." As for what was good, Cai Zhiliang couldn't say, "There is a saying, the richer you are, the more stubborn you are. Now I am obsessed with money, and I always feel that money is not enough."

"You..."

Not long after, Wang Dongqin and Zhao Baoxian also came back. Looking at Zhao Zhiqiang who was drinking tea, they wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.

"A-Liang..." Zhao Baoqian waved and called Cai Zhiliang to the balcony and said, "Are you free this afternoon? Your uncle has something to do with you."

"When you ask that, I have to leave quickly." Cai Zhiliang smiled and said, "I made an appointment with Ajie to have dinner with me in the afternoon."

Cai Zhiliang did make an appointment with Deng Yingjie and Xue Cheng, but the time was at night.

Hearing this tone, Zhao Baoqian thought Cai Zhiliang was joking and continued: "I am only responsible for informing you. As for how you arrange it, it is none of my business."

Now it was Cai Zhiliang's turn to ask, "What's wrong with uncle?"

Zhao Baoqian said: "He didn't say anything, and I didn't ask. He just said he wanted to discuss something with you."

"Oh, then I probably know." Cai Zhiliang understood after thinking about it, and said: "There is a high probability that it is a stock matter. I can't help it. What can I say? It's better to hide."

"Seeing that two years have passed, the debt has not been reduced at all, and it is a bit angry." Zhao Baoqian sighed with emotion.

"You must not interfere." Cai Zhiliang warned, disapprovingly, and said: "My uncle's debts have not been reduced, but it does not mean that his assets have not increased. You have not seen that grandpa has always been as stable as a mountain."

Zhao Baoqian thought about yesterday's battle and shook her head secretly.

Cai Zhiliang then asked: "What about you? My mother said that you are taking the exam for a certificate in finance?"

"Well, Xiaoya is in elementary school now and is picked up and dropped off by your grandpa, so I don't have to worry about it." Zhao Baoqian said about herself, "While your memory hasn't completely faded yet, plan for the future."
Chapter completed!