"Lin Yan doesn't care about a few peanuts and nickels like this. Do you know how much profit she's made from the several S-rated dramas she's invested in recently?"
Song Qingping doesn't deny that Lin Yan is rich.
Fifty thousand yuan, to her, is dispensable.
"What project are you investing in?"
"Medical equipment."
Song Qingping had looked into the market before. This industry was too complicated, so she tentatively asked, "Do you have connections? If not, it will be hard to succeed."
Xiang Qingyuan looked despondent. "Are you doubting me too? Darling, you have to trust me."
Song Qingping couldn't bear to dampen Xiang Qingyuan's spirits. After everything he had been through, it was already admirable that he wanted to start afresh.
"Are you going back tonight?" Song Qingping asked shyly. For a girl to bring up such a thing was inevitably embarrassing.
Xiang Qingyuan had another meeting in the evening. He felt confident this time about winning.
