Farewell

"Are you really going to invest in Master Ma? A million yuan."

Xu Hongdou still thought Wang Yan had a screw loose. She had originally decided not to come out with him at night for filming, but she came along anyway, wanting to talk. Back when Ma Qiushan had been looking for investment, she had mentioned it to Wang Yan, but their relationship had not progressed then, so it had not been her place to say much. Things were different now, and she naturally did not hold back.

Wang Yan held his camera and filmed at the village entrance. With all the rural revitalization projects these days, and since this place counted as a scenic area, there were still lights around.

He said with a grin, "What are you worried about? That he'll run off?"

"It's not impossible. We barely know him. What if he takes the money and runs? There'd be nothing we could do."

"He won't. Didn't he say he'd have Xie Zhiyao act as the middleman? There'll be a signed contract in black and white. Even if he can run, can Xie Zhiyao run too? This isn't about whether he'll run. It's about whether he has the ability and enough luck. Milk tea shops like that expand fast. Two stores become four, four become eight, and eight can become eighteen. If things go well, in a little over a year, one million could turn into several million. If things don't go well, then I misjudged him, and I deserve to lose money. Making money always comes with some risk."

"You're taking it pretty well."

"Not exactly. No matter how much money I have, it didn't blow in on the wind. I just think he seems decent. Maybe he can make it work."

Xu Hongdou curled her lip.