"But we've never done perfume business before... Nope, nope..." Mrs. Xia still looked terrified.
Not to mention that none of her ancestors had ever been in business, there wasn't even a single entrepreneur in their village. How could she start!
Xia Ningxing tried to persuade her gently, "Who is born knowing how to do business?"
"Still can't do it!"
Mrs. Xia was still afraid of losing all her money.
For Mrs. Xia, Xia Ningxing's suggestion was like pushing a child who hadn't been weaned yet to go out and do business to support themselves; she naturally felt incapable.
"Alright then..." Just when Mrs. Xia thought she had finally managed to convince her stubborn little creature, Xia Ningxing changed her tune:
"Since Mom doesn't want to do business, I won't force it. Just that tomorrow I will go out to look for a drama to act in again, hanging from wires is so scary, oh. A thin wire tied around you, dangling high up in the sky, swaying Yoyo, you could fall at any moment..."
