After eating the stewed duck necks, duck hearts, and the vegetable dish of lotus root, edamame, and kelp knots that Li Mei Juan had made, Zhong Wenqing felt even more confident in her entrepreneurial endeavor.
Before coming to Hong Kong, her father had called her into his study for a talk, handed her a bank book with 380,000 yuan in it, and said to her with deep earnestness, "This is your dowry from now on."
Zhong Wenqing understood her father's implication, which was nothing more than telling her that the family's wealth was meant for her younger brother, and he did not wish for any quarrels over the inheritance to arise between them when the time came.
Fittingly, she had never counted on her father's modest estate. Being a university graduate of the 90s from a prestigious university, she still had her pride.
Zhong Wenqing gladly accepted her father's money. With her own savings from two years of work, it totaled up to exactly 500,000—neither more nor less.
