Besides, did she think the mechanisms and poison in those tombs were just decorations?
Without a certain level of skill, there was no coming back once you went in.
Besides, compared to digging up dead people's belongings, she still preferred to use her own abilities to make money.
"By the way, Little Four, help me check whether there are any famous construction projects planned domestically or overseas recently. I'll see if there's a chance to make some money."
"Overseas projects too?"
444 did want to make money by buying stocks, but Su Qiao simply had no capital. All her money had gone toward her mother's treatment.
Her pockets were cleaner than her face.
These days, Su Qiao had also stayed indoors to avoid the Huo Family and Su Family's people, so she couldn't even buy a small lottery ticket.
"Yes."
"There are some, but they're not privately owned. Forget making money—even they wouldn't pay attention to someone with only a Level-Two architect's license and no work experience."
The construction industry valued not only certifications but also seniority.
Su Qiao, however, was not discouraged in the slightest. "Whether you believe it or not, we'll only know if we try."
Meanwhile, elsewhere, things were unfolding.
At the same time, after a busy day, Huo Sihan finally stepped out of the company's private elevator.
Yu Hao silently followed behind him. "President, are we going back to the Old Manor or to the nearby apartment?"
Huo Sihan wearily closed his eyes for a moment. "The Old Manor."
Yu Hao pulled out his phone and called his simple-minded, brawny younger brother, telling him to drive the car around to the front of the company.
It was already deep into the night, and the surroundings were utterly quiet. Bathed in moonlight, Huo Sihan returned to Huo