"You're so famous now that a lot of people know you, and many of them know where you set up your street stall. That's really dangerous for you."
"Also, I've already reserved a private villa for you, somewhere a little farther out in the suburbs where there isn't much foot traffic. Once it's renovated, you can move in, so you need to move as soon as possible."
He Jianhui had truly exhausted himself worrying about her. He had never even worried this much about his own wife.
"Fine. I'll move somewhere else after I finish setting up for this month." Su Qiao also felt that this place was no longer suitable. Everyone knew her now, and selling things here felt strange.
Maybe it would feel more natural if she changed locations and disguised herself again or something.
"You're still going to set up?"
He Jianhui was truly defeated by her.
"Boss, I'm under so much pressure. I'm relying on you for the rest of my life. If anything really happens to you, my whole family will have to drink the northwest wind."
Su Qiao blinked. Hmm? Is it really that serious?
"Then how about I give you a larger share of the profits, so you can save more in advance?"
After all, he had staked his entire family's future on this. As his boss, it would seem unreasonable if she wasn't a little more generous.
Besides, his workload really was quite heavy. Yet whenever she told him to hire a couple more assistants, he refused to listen.
He Jianhui: "..." He was already speechless.
His goal wasn't a raise, okay?
"A boss like you is truly one of a kind in the whole world. I'm really impressed."
"You're already giving me more than enough. I don't want a share of