"I can't ask for this contract."

Zhou Muyue still said this, but in her heart, she had no idea of ​​accepting it?

Although she did not understand the value of this contract, it did not affect her judgment. Mingzhu Lighting City is the largest lighting mall in Binhai City, covering an area of ​​thousands of square meters and with hundreds of employees. A large company with 15% equity is enough to be an astronomical figure.

You should know that in this era of low prices, the monthly income of a state-owned enterprise employee is less than 500 yuan, and the equity value of 400,000 is enough to make a worker work for 70 years without eating or drinking. Even if it is calculated based on the high income when Zhou Muyue was a short-lived attendant, it will take nearly twenty years.

But Tang Xian gave this huge asset to himself without blinking.

This intention and this asset are more important, but for Zhou Muyue, this asset is undoubtedly the only way for her to overcome her current predicament.

But even so, after considering it for more than ten minutes, Zhou Muyue decided to give up.

Nothing else, it's just because this is the first time in Tang Xian's life that he used his own abilities to earn this asset.

Although Tang Xian said it easily, in Zhou Muyue's eyes, a 16-year-old boy who took such a large asset with just a mouth was not as easy as Tang Xian said it?

If the small treasury that Tang Xian had given Zhou Muyue before was just moved her, then what Tang Xian did at this moment undoubtedly made Zhou Muyue completely understand and recognize him.

The image of the slightly tender boy in Zhou Muyue's eyes, Tang Xian, was undoubtedly transformed into a big tree that could shelter her from the wind and rain.

"I am not yet an adult, and I am not qualified to serve as a board member in terms of legal terms, so it is useless for you to give it to me."

Tang Xian smiled and continued, "Besides, look at those people today. I said you would take this equity. They all looked relieved. It can be seen that in their eyes, I, a little kid, still can't get on the table."

Zhou Muyue burst into laughter when she heard this, took the contract and gently patted Tang Xian's head. After a while, she said in a daze: "Not a little kid, she is taller than me..."

Tang Xian has indeed grown a lot this summer. Now he is 176 cm tall and Zhou Muyue is 167 cm tall. Even though he is wearing 7 cm high heels, he is a little shorter than Tang Xian. Looking at this, this little kid who had only been together for a few days in my memory is really something that makes people grow up suddenly without realizing it.

"This contract is just the beginning, I actually have two suggestions."

Tang Xian held his godmother's hand and walked on the park road. He felt a strange feeling in his heart, but then the thought was forced to suppress.

"One is to participate in the daily management of Mingzhu Lighting City as a member of the board of directors, but in this way, the value of this equity is not that great."

"The other is to use this equity as collateral, lend some money to start-up funds, and then find suitable development projects."

Tang Xian said seriously to Zhou Muyue.

Although such equity mortgage loans are not easy to deal with now, it is not difficult for Tang Xian. His mother often has business dealings with some of the bank's minds, and only if her mother comes forward, everything will not be a problem.

Tang Xian had already planned it step by step in his mind, and only needed a start-up capital. Now that her godmother is also involved in her plan, she only needs to stand at the front desk in the future to complete all the ideas in her mind step by step.

In the plan, this is the most perfect result.

Of course, Tang Xian couldn't guarantee that his godmother really believed in him. This belief was different from quality trust. After all, he was still a 16-year-old little kid. Even if he completely retelled the plan, others would inevitably feel suspicious.

“What development project?”

Zhou Muyue was obviously shocked by Tang Xian's idea. In her opinion, it was already incredible that Tang Xian could get this equity transfer contract. Unexpectedly, this guy seemed to have other ideas in his head.

“Make a catering.”

Although it is developing rapidly now and Tang Xian’s goal is to start the Internet industry, it requires that with a large amount of funds as a backing. In 1998, the Internet coverage rate has not yet been popularized. He rashly plunged into this deep water. The only ending is to die without a burial place.

There are not so many concerns about catering. As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for people. With the existence of business management and marketing models for the next ten years, traditional industries can also burst into hot sparks.

At this time, per capita income increased year by year, and the public's previous concept of food and clothing was gradually increasing. There is actually great potential for doing business in the catering industry.

Of course, this is just one part of Tang Xian’s plan, and it is a capital transition stage.

"Restaurant?"

Zhou Muyue is not as far-reaching as Tang Xian thought. Now Binhai City’s catering industry is mixed with many things. In her concept, the biggest label of the catering industry is dirty and messy. After all, the most common way of eating is in snack bars, roadside stalls and other trends. When doing catering, it always feels a bit unreliable.

"Um."

Tang Xian was a little funny when he saw his godmother's surprise. He knew what he was worried about. If the stall was too small, it would have no meaning at all. But the stall was too big, then the consumer group he faced was undoubtedly a small group of rich people who accidentally lost their wealth.

"In these days, the most unabashed thing is rich people..."

Tang Xian didn't know how to talk to his godmother. He was actually a little afraid that Zhou Muyue would agree to him because he couldn't hide his face. Although he had countless plans and means in his heart, he didn't want Zhou Muyue to worry without any trump card opening.

"Have you told your mom?"

Zhou Muyue felt more and more unable to see through Tang Xian, and stood in front of her and talked happily, with a calm and moderate temperament. How could this be a 16-year-old boy?

"No, you are the only one who knows about this matter until now. I'm afraid my mother will scold me for not doing my job."

Tang Xian touched his nose and said embarrassedly, "It's been one month since school started, and Tang Xian skipped classes more than he did in school. Wen Lan's attitude is on the verge of collapse. He probably won't be able to tell his parents next week, so he doesn't know how to explain to his mother."

Zhou Muyue burst into laughter when she heard this, glanced at Tang Xian with deep and bright eyes, and then said softly: "You know, how many classes have you escaped after so long school started?"

Zhou Muyue was a little worried about Tang Xian before. He was usually class time, but he stayed at home and did nothing, but at this moment the doubts in his heart were resolved, and he felt an indescribable touch in his heart.

"Your task now is to study hard, and I will find a way to solve my godmother's work."

Zhou Muyue stroked Tang Xian's cheek, but his fingertips pinched his earlobe, and the concern and emotion in his eyes were undoubtedly visible.

"I know you want to help your godmother. You have done something more than I imagined now, but all of this must be guaranteed, okay?"

After a pause, Zhou Muyue said seriously to Tang Xian: "But since you say you do catering, then... let's do it."
Chapter completed!