The two indulged in a grand vision of their future wealth, discussing how they would shop till they drop, just to stick it to Zhao Aoran and his ilk.
But soon, Fan Xiaofei remembered something of great importance, "Starting a business requires capital."
"You know that over the years, I've had to take some money back, my mom needs money, and I have to provide living expenses."
"And for your part, I've given money as well."
Starting a business does require capital, and even though Fan Xiaofei had some money, more money was not necessarily better for business.
Wang Nan's heart skipped a beat. Was he expecting her to put in some money too? It's not like Wang Nan didn't have money.
Being frugal these past few years, she had saved up a little over two hundred, and now the thought of parting with it really pained her.
After all, this was the money she had scrimped and saved—it was her greatest reliance, much stronger than so-called blood relatives and lovers.
