Wang Yue could see Du Shang was torn, so he smiled and said, "I remember your mom's cooking being pretty good. Why not have her take unpaid leave and rent a storefront near the university you'll be attending? She could make home-style dishes.
"I'm sure she'd be willing to go if she had work to do and could be there with her son."
Du Shang hesitated. "Brother Wang, I know you're right, but going back to what we were talking about earlier—you know our family only bought a small share at the start, so our dividends were small too.
"I don't think we have enough to buy a house outright right now, let alone a storefront."
Wang Yue could tell Du Shang was really afraid the business would lose money. He thought that kind of timidity wouldn't do, so he said bluntly, "What's there to worry about? We've got all these friends. How about this: we'll each ask our families for money. Five or ten yuan is fine; a hundred thousand or a million is fine too. We'll all count as investors. Then we can use the money we raise to buy a storefront near wherever we go to school and let your mom open a restaurant. If business is good, we'll expand and try to turn it into a chain."
As soon as Lin Qile heard Wang Yue, she raised her hand in agreement. "No problem! I'll tell my mom in a bit. If it's Brother A Yue's idea, my mom will definitely agree."
Yu Qiao, Cai Fangyuan, and Qin Yeyun quickly chimed in too. They figured that even if the business didn't make money, they could still keep the property as their own hangout.
Cen Xiaoman and Jiang Qiaoxi were both a little hesitant, but neither objected. After