The next morning, Su Ping Nan watched Su Ding Bei, who was still a little dizzy, and laughed uncontrollably, very happy.
Su Ding Bei looked at her unscrupulous second brother in front of her, her teeth itching with anger. But then, her mood was immediately soothed by the thick red envelope Su Ping Nan gave her.
Su Ping Nan's red envelope was very thick, almost bursting the thin red paper.
Su Ding Bei hesitated, but Su Ping Nan said something that made her take it.
"Girls should be exquisite, how can you be exquisite without money." The next sentence hit the nail on the head: "Su An Xi took it."
There was only one difference between Su Ding Bei's and Su An Xi's red envelopes: Su Ding Bei's red envelope had an extra piece of paper.
Su Ding Bei unfolded it, two lines of words.
“Justice comes from power,
Fairness comes from strength.”
Su Ding Bei asked, "Whose words are these?"
Su Ping Nan smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll be misled by superficial things, so this is my gift to you."
Su Ding Bei thought for a moment and put it away with great seriousness.
On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Su Wen Wen left. He needed to go to too many places to pay his respects. The foundation of Jinshui was still shallow, so he couldn't avoid the social niceties. Not only him, almost everyone below him, except Su Ping Nan, had already started moving.
Just when Su Ping Nan was rarely free and was about to settle in for a few more comfortable days, Su Father found him in a flustered manner.
As a result, that night, Su Ping Nan, who was fearless, ran away.
Du Jiu drove, his eyes constantly looking at Su Ping Nan, whose face was turning green. This was the first time he had seen such a Su Ping Nan, and he couldn't help but say, "Nan Ge, it's just a blind date, if you go and say it's not suitable, that's an explanation to your parents."
Su Ping Nan glared at Du Jiu, not telling him that his parents were crazy. This wasn't a single blind date meeting, but thirteen in total.
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When Mao Li Min received the gold card, he didn't expect it to be so valuable.
When his old friends found out that he had a gold card for the top floor of Jinshui Pavilion, they immediately came running to give him a pound of good-quality Jin Jun Mei tea. Then, naturally, they came for a "Liu Bei borrowing Jingzhou", and never returned.
Now there were few entertainment venues in Wu City, even fewer upscale places to eat. With the start of the reform and opening up, many people's wallets had started to bulge.
Some people were not afraid of spending money, but were afraid of spending money without getting enough face. In Wu City, was there a place more high-end, atmospheric, and classy than having friends and relatives eat at Jinshui Pavilion?
No, so Jinshui Pavilion was booming after the New Year.
Want to have more face?
Go to the Tianzi No. 1 box at Jinshui Pavilion, top-notch service and mountain delicacies to satisfy you. The higher-end the place, the more wealthy customers it attracts.
A few tycoons who had made a lot of money directly brought sacks of money to the front desk of Jinshui Pavilion, saying they wanted to get a few cards to play with.
The front desk staff remained composed and said, "Sorry, Boss, due to our reception capacity, we have stopped issuing sixth floor gold cards. Would you like to apply for a silver card instead?"
People who had just made their fortune in this era had a bit of a rough character. The leader glared and was about to yell. Another person stopped him, leaned down and whispered a few words.
The front desk manager vaguely heard the words "Xiao Hong Pao" and understood everything.
The leader's face turned green and white, and he simply said "sorry" before slinking away.
The manager was new, recruited from a large hotel on the coast by Guo Guang Yao with a high salary. She was still a little hazy about her top-level boss. After this incident, she immediately understood her boss's influence. She always had a smile on her face when encountering anyone, but she was full of confidence.
Therefore, Mao Li Min's card was lent out once and never came back. As a result, he was dumbfounded when he needed it.
There was no way, the person who took the card had already gone from his acquaintance to a relative of a leader from the province, so he could only call Guo Guang Yao.
He didn't call Su Ping Nan, because Su Ping Nan rarely showed up to meet people, giving people a sense of mystery, and it was said that he wasn't easy to talk to. On the other hand, the people below him were all well-versed in social niceties and had good relationships.
Guo Guang Yao was also stumped when he heard this, saying he needed to ask Su Ping Nan.
Su Ping Nan's rules were very strict, how dare his subordinates act on their own? Although Guo Guang Yao was in charge of this business, he was only able to make decisions within the established framework and never dared to overstep his boundaries.
"From now on, I'll give you three special approval signatures every month."
Su Ping Nan hung up the phone and stroked his chin. The profits of Jinshui Pavilion were astonishing. He pondered whether to open another one in Wu City.
Originally, he planned to open one in Tian Du and one in Feng Cheng after the New Year. The reason why he only opened two was because Lin Zun Yi could only train two apprentices who could stand on their own, and secondly, it was out of the concept of establishing a solid foundation. In the next step, Feng Cheng would open up mountain goods, and Tian Du's enterprise reform, he needed a bridgehead.
Su Ping Nan knew the future increase in house prices in the prime location. He wouldn't consider renting at all. Even if he opened one, he had to buy the building and operate it himself. Now that all his businesses below were making a fortune, what else should he buy? Throw it in the bank to depreciate?
Mao Li Min got the reply and immediately rushed to Jinshui Pavilion with his entire family. As soon as they arrived at the destination, he mentioned the Tianzi No. 1 box at the parking lot, and he immediately understood why his gold card couldn't be returned.
He went on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, there was heavy snow in Wu City. When he said that he had a reservation in the Tianzi No. 13 box, the black and white uniformed greeter immediately picked up the intercom.
"Heavy snow, heavy snow. Seventeen customers in the Tianzi No. 13 box."
"Received, received."
A dozen security guards immediately ran out, neither more nor less, each with an umbrella over their heads. At this time, Mao Li Min was already thinking about how to get his gold card back from his friend.
When they entered the box, not to mention the luxurious decoration, even the snow-white towels that were immediately handed over with the right temperature for wiping hands made Mao Li Min determined. No matter what his old friend said, he had to get that gold card back.
One meal, four and a half months' salary. Mao Li Min looked at the envious and admiring looks of his friends and relatives, and he, who had been stingy all his life, actually felt it was worth it.
As they left, Guo Guang Yao came back and saw Mao Li Min's wry smile, and said in a low voice, "Su Zong left you a credit limit of 30,000 on that card. Who would have thought you would be so generous."
Mao Li Min felt that he couldn't wait any longer. He suddenly realized that it wasn't his friend who had taken his card anymore. He would return the tea to him.