"I..."
Xu Xiaoqiang was a little stunned. He looked at Jiang Bei in a daze.
The man who had knelt down in front of his father and apologized with tears in his eyes seemed to have changed.
At this moment, his gaze was unusually firm and incomparably confident.
However, what Xu Xiaoqiang could not understand the most was that he could not seem to reject his proposal. It was as if... everything he said could be realized. The business that he said would be profitable would indeed be profitable.
Where did his confidence come from? What right did he have?
Moreover, Xu Xiaoqiang saw that he had only been thinking for a few minutes, and he already thought of a way?
"What do you want to do?" Xu Xiaoqiang asked without thinking.
"Rent a small stall to sell drinks by the street," Jiang Bei answered.
He was still considering the details of the project. After all, he might not be good at making drinks.
