The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

Song Qi didn't take his daughter's words seriously and just listened to them for fun.

"Your father is still young, and you want me to just lie around at home?" Song Qi said with a smile, "I can't stay here. When I'm really old, it won't be too late to enjoy your blessing."

"Besides, you and your friends have just started your business and haven't seen any profits yet. How can I hold you back?"

Song Youan understood his father's character. Not to mention that he didn't reveal his assets in front of him now, even if his father knew the truth one day, he would not be able to enjoy his life at home peacefully.

If he is not asked to do something, he will definitely feel uncomfortable all over.

He's still at work, but it doesn't stop him from getting a gym membership. In her words, he has a lot of energy but nowhere to use it.

So she didn't force it, but just thought that she could take advantage of the opportunity of her father's auto repair shop going bankrupt to help him plan a good business.

She is quite adept at being a middleman in taking advantage of the information gap between the two worlds. However, if she is really asked to invest in a business in 2024 when most industries are already saturated, she is really not very good at it.

So after dinner, Song Youan asked Chi Yu to come out for a drink.

"invest?"

Inside the luxurious and quiet bar, Chi Yu, dressed in casual clothes, looked at Song Youan with a puzzled expression and asked, "A sudden idea?"

After all, from the perspective of an industry insider, the prospects for most investment sectors in the current market conditions are not very good.

Song Youan nodded without denying it. Out of trust in Chi Yu, she said frankly, "I want to find something for my dad to do. He can't sit still."

After hearing this, Chi Yu became even more confused.

She didn't know much about Song Youan's background, but she always felt that Song Youan's family must be very wealthy, which allowed her to have the ability to take over Lanting at such a young age.

So in Chi Yu's mind, Song Youan's father should be a very powerful financial tycoon, or a big shot in other industries.

But from Song Youan's tone at this time, it seemed that her father had nothing to do.

"What did your uncle do before?" Chi Yu asked tentatively.

Song Youan thought for a moment and said, "Do something related to cars."

She wasn't lying, but the answer was a bit too broad.

Song Youan thought for a moment and added, "This investment isn't for the purpose of making money. Of course, making some money would be best, but it's mainly for my dad. I don't want him to work too hard."

Chi Yu nodded. He put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind and only considered this matter for Song Youan.

They were silent for a long while. After they had drunk half of the wine in their glasses, Chi Yu finally had some ideas: "There is something that is feasible."

"tell me the story."

"Used car dealership!"

As soon as Chi Yu finished speaking, Song Youan's eyes lit up.

Aren't used car dealerships essentially middlemen? So, she's a perfect fit for the job!

Seeing her reaction, Chi Yu knew that his idea was in line with her wishes.

As for the professional match, Song Youan got inspired. She said, "And only deal with high-end models, reselling models worth over a million. How about that?"

Chi Yu nodded: "It's feasible. This will raise the transaction threshold of the car dealership, politely reject low-priced cars, reduce business volume, and achieve the goal you mentioned of not making your uncle work too hard."

Song Youan's excited eyes looked even brighter under the dim yellow light, and he began to think about how to hand over the car dealership to his father.

"By the way, do you still have the invitation Mr. Chen gave me?" Song Youan suddenly asked.

Chi Yu nodded: "In my office."

"Okay, I'll pick it up tomorrow."

The next morning, Song Youan got up and came out of the room, only to find that his father had changed into sportswear and was about to go out.

"Dad, you're not going to work today?"

Song Qi put on his sneakers, picked up the gym bag beside him, and said, "I'm taking a break today. There are steamed dumplings and porridge in the steamer. Dad made them early this morning. Remember to eat them. I'm going to the gym."

Seeing this, Song Youan smiled and said, "That's great! It's a rare opportunity to rest at home, isn't it? You have a complete set of equipment. Is there anything you need? I'll go buy it for you today when I have time."

"Don't waste your money. These were all given to me by the gym when I signed up for a membership. I didn't charge a penny for the whole set."

Song Youan smiled. Although she knew that the wool came from the sheep, she didn't want to spoil her father's fun and agreed, "That's good. You really got the upper hand."

Song Qi chuckled, reminded his daughter again to remember to eat, and then went out.

Song Youan ate a little, took Youzi downstairs for a walk, then put on some simple makeup and went out.

Yan Fei had already driven to the gate of the community and was waiting there.

"What are the plans for today?"

Yan Fei opened the passenger door for Song Youan and looked at her and asked.

Song Youan glanced at the time and said, "I'm going to the driving school at 10 o'clock, then have a quick bite to eat, and then go shopping at the Empress Dowager Cixi in the afternoon."

Although Yan Fei was fired by the driving school, he and the driving school manager were old friends, so Yan Fei was the one who taught Song Youan when she went to learn how to drive later.

In fact, she just wanted to go to the driving school's practice field for its convenience. If she could find a spacious and practical practice field in Jinghai City, she could have simply not gone to the driving school, since the instructor was already there.

The coaches at the driving school were all envious of Yan Fei, because everyone knew that Song Youan was originally just a student at the driving school, and it was just luck that she was randomly assigned to Yan Fei. No one expected that Song Youan was actually a hidden rich woman.

On the day the driving school laid off employees, Yan Fei was taken away by this rich woman. When he came back, he was driving a Mercedes-Benz, and recently he changed to a Bentley.

The combined value of these two cars is nearly eight million, which is a lot of money a coach could never earn in his entire life.

Although everyone knows that Yan Fei is just a driver, everyone has vanity. Even if the car is not their own, they may feel satisfied to a great extent when driving a luxury car every day.

In the manager's office, Manager Cai handed a cigarette to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei waved his hand and said, "I've given up."

Manager Cai was stunned and a little surprised: "How can you, a heavy smoker, quit smoking?"

"Youan doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, so I won't smoke." Yan Fei said truthfully.

"Hey, you're calling me that in a very affectionate way. What's the matter? Do you like me?" Manager Cai asked with a look of surprise on his face.

Yan Fei quickly shook his head: "Nonsense, what kind of toad am I? How dare you like me?"

"You're quite self-aware." Manager Cai chuckled, kindly reminding Yan Fei: "It's okay if you don't like it. People value your character. Don't lose such a good job in a fit of rage."

"I know." Yan Fei nodded, and glanced out the window. Seeing Song Youan coming out of the women's restroom, he stood up and said, "Then I'll go over. You should smoke less too. You can live two more years."

Manager Cai smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry about me, then you won't come back next quarter?"

Yan Fei made an OK gesture. Manager Cai smiled helplessly and muttered, "It's best if you don't have to come back in the future."