Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Now, she can somewhat understand her mother-in-law's thoughts back then.

When you get old, you feel at ease only when you have enough money for your coffin.

Every penny has a purpose and a designated use.

Therefore, even if Qin Huairu wanted to give him the money, she couldn't.

"Fine, I'll figure it out myself." Seeing that there was no hope of getting money from his mother, Banggeng patted his behind and left.

"Bang Geng, you can't do anything reckless." Qin Huairu caught up and said, then saw him wave and walk away without turning his head.

It goes without saying that they're going to Old Yan's house.

Apart from those few, no one else has contacted Jia Geng.

But this time, Qin Huairu was really wrong.

After dinner, Li Aimin left Dongxi in the old house, told his brother-in-law and sister, and walked out with a toothpick in his mouth.

"Hmph hmph hmph, alas..." Li Aimin hummed a tune and sauntered around, looking incredibly smug.

But now he really has the right to be arrogant. In this city of Beijing, he's considered a big shot, isn't he?

When they reached the alley entrance, Li Aimin waved for the tricycle to come over, intending to take a bath first.

After that, I'll find a hotel to sleep in. Tomorrow, I'll go to the Grand Capital Hotel's dance hall to have some fun.

"Uncle Aimin, wait a minute." Hearing someone call out, Li Aimin turned his head and smiled.

"Isn't this Jia Geng? Why is he hiding here?" Seeing him run out of the shadows in the corner, Li Aimin was no longer in a hurry to leave.

"Hehe, I came all this way just to wait for you!"

"Wait for me?" Li Aimin's eyes darted around, and he knew exactly what he was there for.

They're either borrowing money or asking me for a favor.

Li Aimin didn't refuse, and stepped onto the tricycle, saying, "Get on, I'm going to take a shower, let's talk at the bathhouse."

"Hey!" Jia Geng happily followed.

Upon arriving at the bathhouse, Li Aimin soaked in the pool and let out a long, comfortable sigh.

They traveled outside, enjoying the glamorous scenery and making money.

I dared not relax for even a minute; my mind was on edge.

When we finally get to our area, we'll soak in this bathhouse.

My heart can finally rest easy.

"Bang Geng, what do you want?" Feeling relaxed, Li Aimin leaned back and closed his eyes.

Seeing his relaxed demeanor, he didn't even glance at me.

Jia Geng wasn't annoyed. He stepped forward with a grin and said, "Uncle, I want to learn how to do business from you."

"Do you have the capital to do business?" Li Aimin wasn't surprised at all; he had already guessed it.

He neither publicized nor hid his wealth.

Besides, he lives in the same courtyard as his brother-in-law and sister, so he naturally has better access to information than people outside.

"Hey, that's why I'm here to see you, Uncle!" Jia Geng didn't care about saving face at this moment; all he wanted was to get rich and live a good life.

Not only for himself, but also to make his mother and everyone in the courtyard respect him.

Hearing this, Li Aimin laughed, "Oh, so you came to me wanting me to invest and also want me to help you make money."

"Then why don't I just give you the money directly? Wouldn't that be easier?" Li Aimin said sarcastically, with a half-smile.

Jia Geng also knew that his request was a bit excessive, since they were not related by blood or marriage.

But he also has his own advantages: "Uncle Aimin, if you help me, then you will be my master."

"When I start making money in the future, I promise I'll never forget you."

Banggeng gritted his teeth and said, "No matter when, I'll give you half of my business."

This is practically a 'contract of servitude,' meaning he gets half the profits from every business deal.

Li Aimin thought about it and felt it was quite a good deal.

However, if he actually did that, he would end up pleasing neither side.

"You really want to learn from me?" Seeing Bang Geng nod vigorously, Li Aimin continued, "Okay, then you can follow me."

“I will pay you monthly. When you feel that you have learned and understood it, I will give you some money to invest.”

"If we make a profit, we'll split it equally; if we lose, it'll just be a mistake on my part, okay?"

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, I agree."

With a big smile, Jia Geng jumped out of the pool, lay down on the side, and started massaging Li Aimin's shoulders.

"From now on, I will call you Master."

"No, we don't have those formalities in this line of work. Just call me... Second Master!"

Chapter 382 Backbone? The Glory of the Japanese

Following Second Master, Jia Geng has really broadened his horizons these past two days.

A meal at the Imperial Capital Hotel costs eighty or ninety yuan.

A bottle of imported liquor costs over a hundred yuan; amidst the bustling crowds and dazzling lights, not only does it dazzle the eyes, but it also throws one's mind into chaos.

After Li Aimin introduced him to his business partner, Bang Geng began to dream about his future.

Just like Li Er, he ate Western food, drank Western liquor, and dated Western women.

That night at the grand hotel, he watched as that foreign socialite went upstairs with him, and his appearance was completely changed.

Sooner or later, he will definitely be stronger than Li Er.

At the entrance of the old theater, Zhang Liangyu tilted his head towards the inside and asked, "What's going on here?"

Judging from Jia Geng's behavior, Zhang Liangyu could see right through him.

This person is unreliable; anyone else would be better.

Li Aimin smiled slightly, lit a cigarette, and said, "Let's show these young men around and broaden their horizons."

"You went to a restaurant yesterday? Aren't you afraid of offending him?" Li Aimin took the lighter and lit one for himself.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

Before he even learned to crawl, you took him flying.

If you make him crawl on the ground obediently again, will that work?

Whether it works out or not depends on him. I'm short-handed right now, so why not use the readily available labor?

"Then you'd better be careful, lest someone set fire to your backyard."

"Don't worry, let him run this business. He won't know anything about what's going on outside."

Seeing Jia Geng working so hard, Li Aimin squinted and sneered, "Besides, he won't be here for long."

Li Aimin's words came true. Forty days passed, and the dance hall was almost finished being decorated. Jia Geng couldn't stay any longer.

I came here to learn business from Li Aimin, but he just dumped this whole business on me and disappeared.

He always shows his face but only makes a quick appearance and then leaves. When Jia Geng asked him if he had anything else to do, he simply replied, "Just this mess in front of me right now."

This tormented Jia Geng quite a bit, and his restless nature led him to have some ulterior motives.

From the start of the renovation to its near completion, this dance hall has been full of amazing moments.

What equipment should be used, how should it be arranged, and what is the purpose?

He figured all of these things out.

If making money is so easy, why not start your own business and have money flowing right into your pocket?

The more Jia Geng thought about it, the warmer his heart became, and he decided to talk to Li Aimin.

"Second Master, well, the dance hall will be ready in a few more days." Upon bumping into Li Aimin, who had come to inspect the place, Jia Geng hurriedly went over to light a cigarette.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Li Aimin's eyelids drooped, thinking to himself, 'This kid, he couldn't hold back any longer?'

Jia Geng couldn't hold back any longer and wanted him to fulfill his promise now.

"Okay, I'll pay you your salary this month. You want to work at the dance hall..."

Li Aimin nodded with a smile and said, "As you said, the equipment should be simple and the space small. How much would it cost to rent it first? Tell me the amount."

Jia Geng lowered his head and pondered. Too much work was definitely not good. He had only worked for a month and a half, so it was impossible to be too picky.

If they keep asking for more than they can handle, they'll try to make everything go smoothly for them.

It's no different from giving someone money directly.

'I, Jia Geng, have my pride; I'll earn my own money.'

Jia Geng made up his mind, looked up and said, "With 2000 yuan, I'll definitely get the dance hall up and running."

If Li Aimin knew, Jia Geng would still think he had backbone.

He'd laugh so hard he'd fall to the ground and knock out his teeth.

backbone?

If he truly possessed such talent, he wouldn't have come begging to me, much less come at this time to say, "I want to go it alone."

Forget about backbone, anyone with a shred of responsibility...

No matter how shameless you are, you should at least finish your work first.

If you do a good job, people will remember your kindness, and it won't seem abrupt.

But he's different. He's only a few days away from finishing this job, and he's already in a hurry to switch jobs and go solo.

Li Aimin finally understood why this kid was so disliked.

"Okay, I'll give you 2000 yuan. We've agreed that if we make a profit, we'll split it 50/50, and if we lose, it's on me."

Li Aimin is not afraid of losing money; he can guarantee that he will definitely earn back the 2000 yuan.

But it will be difficult to make money later.

However, it will be Jia Geng who will be in trouble then, it has nothing to do with me.

With 2000 yuan in hand, Jia Geng left happily.

Li Aimin was also decisive; he didn't need to look after the remaining few days and could go about his own business.

I wish you wealth and prosperity soon!

With the money, Jia Geng was eager to get started; he was really excited!

But after searching high and low, he found that it was difficult to find a suitable place to open a dance hall, as he didn't have the connections.

Also, the money was a bit tight!

A 'beggar's version' of a dance hall would be enough.

But the date kept getting delayed, and Jia Geng was no longer satisfied with the standards he had originally been happy with.

It's just a run-down dance hall, with some lights and a tune playing.

They let people rock back and forth inside, earning a few cents or a dollar per trip.

That's seriously underestimating me, Jia Geng!

While he was struggling with this decision, Jia Geng ran into a friend who wanted to play the stock market with him.

Big mink fur, black sunglasses, and leather shoes polished to a shine—he exuded an aura of swagger!

Upon seeing him, Jia Geng's eyes lit up.

The brand-new Santana was driven by the driver to pick up Lou Xiao'e and take her to the office.

Yang Jianguo laid out his entire plan and told her to set up a new investment company as soon as possible.

Let's shift our focus to the Eagles' and the Japanese's.