CHAPTER 427: CHAPTER 427 BORROWING MONEY IS NOT EASY

"Sis, I think we shouldn’t miss this opportunity," Zhao Guangran whispered to Gong Ruini.

Isn’t that obvious? Gong Ruini had thought before that after staying in Beijing for a few years, once they got familiar with the ways and the situation wasn’t so dire, they’d bring some goods from the Northeast to the Imperial City to sell.

Who would have thought Wan Qiweng could introduce a renowned Chinese medicine practitioner? Of course, they should first try to sell herbs.

"The more money we make, the more we can take to Beijing later on—grains, mushrooms, cured meats—they’re all money makers." These days, many people are short on cash; even if they have the idea, they’d start small.

So now is the best time for them to enter the market. By the time everyone else jumps in, they’ll have plenty of money. Even if someone tries to compete, what do they care? They have money and connections.

"I’ve heard you mention it. These are matters for the future," Zhao Guangran waved his hand. He’s had this idea before, so what’s the point of bringing it up again now?

"We’re short on money now," Zhao Guangran said seriously to Gong Ruini, "We have to solve this issue well."

Such an unlovable brat. Didn’t Gong Ruini just want to brag a little? She didn’t expect Zhao Guangran to crush her confidence right from the start.

"So, do you have an idea?" Forget it, no need to argue with a brat. Didn’t you notice he’s all smiles? He must have thought of a good idea and wants to show off a bit.

Since this guy thought of a good idea, let him have his moment. Gong Ruini considered herself a good person.

"We don’t have money, but someone in the family does. We can go ask Uncle for a loan," Zhao Guangran shared his idea.

Actually, Zhao Guangran wanted the credit for this idea, but he wasn’t as close to Cai Ming as Gong Ruini. What if his uncle refused him? That’d be a loss of face.

Oh, it’s not about asking Uncle Zhao Gang to fund it? Gong Ruini hadn’t thought that Zhao Guangran was considering someone else.

Gong Ruini had thought about Cai Ming before, but she was worried that her uncle might want to buy a house himself after seeing Zhao Gang and Gong Tao do it, and wouldn’t want to invest. She didn’t want Cai Ming to be put in a tough spot, so she hadn’t considered it much.

Now with Zhao Guangran mentioning it, she was unsure about discussing it with Cai Ming or not.

After saying that, Zhao Guangran kept staring at Gong Ruini, especially as he saw her expression change, and he became anxious, "Sis, what do you think we should do?"

"Do whatever," Gong Ruini shrugged, "I’m not that confident either. What if Uncle wants to buy a house?"

Ugh, even Gong Ruini doesn’t have a solution. Zhao Guangran gave her a look that said she was no help, ready to dejectedly turn and leave.

Seriously, was it just a casual remark? Why is this brat’s look so infuriating? Gong Ruini was unimpressed and pulled Zhao Guangran back, "What do you mean?"

"I mean you’re useless," Zhao Guangran said fearlessly, "Didn’t you say you’re on good terms with Uncle? Yet when something comes up, you’re afraid to mention it to him."

Ha, trying to provoke me into action? You really think that would work so easily? Gong Ruini stayed cool and ignored Zhao Guangran.

Why wasn’t she getting excited and saying she had a way? Zhao Guangran was getting anxious with Gong Ruini ignoring him.

"What are you talking about?" Cai Ming happened to pass by, hearing Zhao Guangran and looking puzzled. What are these two kids up to now?

"Discussing borrowing money from Uncle," Zhao Guangran saw Cai Ming appear suddenly, and although a bit apprehensive, being a guy gave him some boldness. Plus, with financial backing, he quickly and loudly expressed his thoughts.

Borrow money from him? Cai Ming found it amusing. Which of the kids at home doesn’t have some money? Oh, maybe Zhan Banxia and Zhan Zisu don’t have much, but even they should have at least a hundred by now, right?

"How much, a few bucks?" Cai Ming joked.

"The more the better, at least a few hundred, or even thousands," Zhao Guangran, having already spoken, found his courage and shouted out his thoughts quickly and loudly.

What, hundreds or even thousands? Cai Ming, having not been prepared, was shocked. He scratched his ear, "I didn’t hear that wrong, did I?"

Cai Ming did have a few thousand yuan on hand. He was actually considering whether to buy a house in Beijing. It’s not that he was stingy with the money, but he was pondering what would happen if he got assigned to a job elsewhere.

But he thought buying a house wouldn’t be a loss either. Overall, Cai Ming was just unsure about what to do.

Zhao Guangran’s loud voice not only stunned Cai Ming but caught Zhao Gang’s attention too.

When Zhao Gang heard that his second son wanted to borrow a few thousand yuan, he was not pleased, wondering continuously what this rascal was up to, thinking he could borrow without repaying?

Zhan Jing was also surprised, then she laughed, "So that’s what it’s about."

Zhan Jing had thought they’d come to borrow money from her, but didn’t expect them to target Cai Ming instead—quite a quick thinker.

Zhao Gang, hearing his wife say this, figured she knew something, so he shifted his gaze to his wife.

Zhan Jing chose to ignore Zhao Gang, huffing that he shouldn’t expect her to speak first—doing so would admit a fault.

Previously agreeing not to take Zhan Banxia and others to Beijing was thanks to Hua Miaozhu’s advice. After all, they’ll soon be in Beijing, with plenty of opportunities, so they’d rather meet now. If the matter were brought up, great; if not, it would be forgotten.

But she had already compromised enough on that; she wouldn’t keep giving in, right?

Ugh, the stubbornness of his wife! Initially, Zhao Gang didn’t think much; it was just a habitual act, but with a glare from his wife, he understood.

Sigh, his wife still hadn’t cooled down. Zhao Gang was helpless—why argue with a woman? More so when his anger was because his wife didn’t consider him, nor Banxia’s situation.

Now that his wife had softened, not taking Banxia to Beijing, would it be petty to hold such things against her as a man?

Moreover, what harm in asking forgiveness from one’s own wife? After all, she’s his wife.

Once Zhao Gang swallowed his pride, there was nothing he couldn’t fix. He soon managed to have Zhan Jing smiling tenderly.

Beside him, Gong Tao was left dumbfounded. His brother had no integrity. He used to worry they might run into trouble, but it seemed now—it was all unnecessary.

"Thankfully, with this resolved, we can peacefully head to Beijing," Gong Tao quickly realized. With Zhao Gang and his wife reconciled, this trip to Beijing would be much smoother, bringing Gong Tao great joy.