Gong Ruini gently walked out of Wan Qiweng's room, looking at Cai Meina with all sorts of confusion.
She had been against it in every possible way, yet she didn't expect she would agree to invest in the end.
"What are you looking at? It's just investing. Your mother isn't that shortsighted."
Cai Meina thought, although it was Wan Qiweng's own idea, the things were bought by her daughter.
If the business isn't good enough and loses money, would Wan Qiweng blame Gong Ruini for it?
The best solution is for her to invest too; if it loses now, it doesn't matter. In the long run, it might really have potential.
These days, there are quite a few people like Wan Qiweng who don't want to be bothered and prefer a relaxed lifestyle.
"Yes, yes, Mom, you're not shortsighted." At times like this, you can't say anything bad about Mom; you have to coax the old lady.
