Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1106 - 1107: Unpopular Real Daughter 50

Song Qian already knew that not only had Fu Jie and Zhang Yu sent emails, but even Song Ziming’s new project had sent an email to Zhang Yu.

She thought about it and felt that she could give it a try too.

But after thinking for a long time, she realized she didn’t know how to write a proposal, as she had never done it before.

After pondering for a while, she decided it was best to find someone to help, and as for the best candidate, after thinking about it, she decided to look for Song Ziming directly.

Song Ziming thought Song Qian had come to him in a hurry again because something had happened, such as those trivial matters in preparing for the wedding.

Even though he had been married before, knew how important a wedding was to a woman, but he still couldn’t keep up with Song Qian’s train of thought.

Just listening to her talk about how to arrange the wedding, Song Ziming felt this wedding was indeed very grand.

But Song Qian had so many fair-weather friends, with various ideas, thinking the wedding should be like this or that.

Never mind that the wedding planning company was displeased, constantly redoing work, changing all sorts of projects, who could bear that? Even Song Ziming felt it was a headache and troublesome.

"Bro, what do you think if I open a buyers’ store, I’ll also email Zhang Yu to ask her to invest, what do you think." Song Qian looked at Song Ziming with anticipation.

But it wasn’t for the wedding that was bothering him, the problem was that what she proposed was even more nerve-wracking.

"Didn’t I give you two hundred thousand?" Even though Song Qian was full of enthusiasm, believing she had the experience and good taste to definitely make a buyers’ store successful.

Song Ziming really had no confidence in Song Qian, so-called investment was not to be, directly giving her two hundred thousand as startup capital for her first venture.

Song Ziming knew this amount was a bit short of opening a buyers’ store, but going to Fu Jie to get some money would surely put the buyers’ store together.

But hearing Song Qian talk, this money was nowhere near enough to open a buyers’ store, is it really that expensive to open one now?

Song Ziming was undecided, but he was determined that he absolutely wouldn’t put out more money, he too needed money to start a business.

"Do you think Zhang Yu would be willing to invest?"

"She’s studying at university in the South, and there are lots of buyers’ stores in Harbor City, I believe they would email Zhang Yu too."

Song Ziming really wanted to say Song Qian shouldn’t mess around, rather than hoping for Zhang Yu, she might as well go find Fu Jie.

Song Ziming’s well-meant advice fell on Song Qian’s ears all wrong, "Song Ziming, I know you emailed Zhang Yu, hoping she’d invest in your project."

"You’re worried if Zhang Yu chooses my project, then yours would be left out."

Song Qian glared at Song Ziming, feeling this person was really bad, to have such thoughts.

Looking at the furious Song Qian, Song Ziming had only one thought, he really wanted to curse.

No, it was that in the future he didn’t want to pay attention to Song Qian, could she not see his goodwill?

In her heart, he was this kind of person, really not his own sister, she wouldn’t appreciate the good of the Song Family.

Song Ziming didn’t want to take the blame, so he directly called Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu was still strolling at the market, sipping juice, feeling life was just so wonderful.

Receiving a call from Song Ziming, she thought it was to urge her for an answer.

Zhang Yu answered the call: I’m on vacation, the emails are being handled by them, I haven’t seen the results.

Song Ziming quickly said: I’m not calling you for that.

He mentioned Song Qian wanting Zhang Yu to invest; I said you wouldn’t invest in a buyers’ store.

Ah? There was Fu Jie and Song Ziming, and now unexpectedly even Song Qian came to her, had she become a big hit?

Zhang Yu sighed lightly: Does Song Qian need investment to open a buyers’ store?

Zhang Yu: You support her a bit, her husband supports her a bit, and as Song Qian’s parents, if Song Shijian and his wife invest a bit more, I think it’s enough, no need to find others to invest.

Zhang Yu sarcastically remarked: Also, if the investment isn’t large, just scale down the store, or find a bank loan.

Zhang Yu: My investment projects don’t include buyers’ stores.

Zhang Yu: No matter how well a buyers’ store does, how much can it really earn?

Zhang Yu originally intended to be a quiet bystander, calmly watching Song Qian’s business crash.

But this kid had real potential, even wanting to drag her in: You know Song Qian just likes to shop, dressing herself up.

Zhang Yu: I felt like her purchases are just things she likes, and when the time comes, who knows whose home they’ll end up in.

Zhang Yu didn’t care if Song Ziming would relay these words to Song Qian.

Song Ziming had the speakerphone on, to prevent more fuss from Song Qian, but didn’t expect Zhang Yu to be so blunt.

Regarding Zhang Yu’s disinterest in investing, Song Qian was quite disappointed, thinking it was bad enough, but not expecting it could get worse.

Song Qian was very angry, regardless if she was overhearing: Zhang Yu, what do you mean by that, how can you say that about me?

Zhang Yu didn’t realize Song Qian was nearby, her expression turned a bit awkward, but quickly felt no problem: Did I say something wrong?

Zhang Yu: You indeed just buy buy buy, I’m worried if I invest in your buyers’ store, it’ll end up filled with things you like, and the buyers’ store will turn into a second-hand store.

Zhang Yu: As an investor, having such thoughts is normal.

Zhang Yu: There are quite a few buyers’ stores in Harbor City, I never had such thoughts, who do you think you are, that I should give you face?

Zhang Yu: If you must bring up being the daughter of the Song’s or Mrs. Fu, the President’s wife, then I’m curious, opening a buyers’ store doesn’t require that much money, at most two million, can’t the big Song Family and Fu Family handle it?

Zhang Yu: If that’s really the case, you’re doing abysmally poorly.

Zhang Yu: You’re from a wealthy family and can’t even afford to start a business?

Hearing Zhang Yu’s sharp-tongued words, Song Qian couldn’t hold back and burst into tears.

Listening to Song Qian’s crying, Song Ziming really had a headache: Zhang Yu, how did you make her cry?

Hearing this, Zhang Yu was immediately displeased: How is it my problem, was it to provoke her unhappiness?

Zhang Yu: It’s clearly the stinginess of the Song’s and Fu Families, aren’t you her brother, and he her man, you don’t even support her to open a buyers’ store.

Zhang Yu sighed helplessly: I said in a wealthy family, relying on family ties and love is unreliable.

Zhang Yu raised her voice: Song Qian, if I were you, I wouldn’t cry, what’s there to cry about.

Zhang Yu: If they don’t give you money, can’t you raise it yourself, didn’t you have a dowry, and on the wedding day, wouldn’t everyone give you gifts, would Fu Jie, a grown man, snatch your money?

The crying Song Qian, hearing Zhang Yu’s words, suddenly stopped crying.

Song Ziming looked at the now quiet Song Qian, his head ached even more.

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