Siheyuan: Pretend to be a Pig and Eat the Tiger

Yan Jiecheng's idea was simple: ever since he heard that the old man had made a fortune, he wanted to get some money from Yan Bugui to expand his restaurant.
Ideally, I should open a larger one in a good location, completely transform it and start afresh. Opening a restaurant is definitely profitable; I've already tested it.

Of course, it would be best to participate if possible. The old man's money would have to be paid interest, but with money earned by oneself, one is free to spend it however one likes.

"Liu Guangtian? Brother, are you sure it was Liu Guangtian who said that?"

"That's right, I ran into Liu Guangtian this morning. The kid mocked me, saying that the old man had made a lot of money while he was still struggling to make ends meet with a small restaurant. To find out what was going on, I spent ten yuan!"

Yan Jiecheng looked at his wife with heartache. If it weren't for this spendthrift woman, he wouldn't have spent so much money on Liu Guangtian.

"What exactly happened? The old man made money, but we, his own son, didn't know, while an outsider knew everything. That doesn't make sense!"

Yan Jiefang was annoyed. Good heavens, you made money, but instead of telling your son, you're showing off to a neighbor you have no connection with?

"I have to thank Xu Damao for this. The story goes like this, I heard..."

"So, the TVs on the market are the ones we old men sell?"

"It may be, or it may not be. That's not the key point right now. Liu Guangtian said that a large batch is about to arrive in Beijing. The Liu family seems to be hesitant about becoming old men."

I called you all here today for this very reason. No matter what, this time, we absolutely must get involved and make a fortune together!

This is the real reason why Yan Jiecheng brought his brothers and sisters together. Getting money from the old man was too difficult, almost impossible, but it shouldn't be a problem if they all participated.
"Brother, what should we do?"

Yan Jiefang and the other two looked at their eldest brother excitedly. The old man was too stingy. This matter required everyone to work together to force Yan Bugui to resign!

"Hehe, since you all want to participate, that's perfect. Let's go home now. No matter what, we must get the old man involved. We can't be left behind."
As for how much to contribute, we'll listen to the old man. Besides, no matter how much money the old man makes, in the end it all belongs to us, right?

After making some plans, the brothers excitedly headed home. It was said that the old man had earned over 100,000 yuan, and the Yan family was now quite wealthy.
Half an hour later
"Oh my, what a rare sight! This is the first time you've all come home together since you got married and moved out. What have you heard?"

Yan Bugui looked at his children returning home in surprise. Since they got married, except for holidays, they had never come home together. This was strange.
For a family to bring their children back together, they must have heard some rumors, right? Like, news of them making a fortune? Liu Haizhong was absolutely right: as long as they have money, they'll all be filial sons; if they don't, it's hard to even see them!

"Dad, look at what you're saying. We're usually so busy with work, but today we've come all back to visit you both!"

Yan Jiecheng's lips twitched slightly. How could things have come to this between father and son?
"Hey, it's not a holiday, and you all came back together to see us old folks? You two are really filial sons. Tell me, what happened, or rather, what's your purpose?" Yan Bugui didn't believe a word Yan Jiecheng said. When he borrowed money to open the restaurant, besides asking for interest, he added the condition that his wife had to go to work.
Good grief, he went to work, but his own mother treated him like any other waiter, without giving him any extra benefits.
When asked, they claimed that they had to pay for their own meals at restaurants, but in reality, they just didn't want to. The head chef would come home with leftovers, but when his wife came home, there wouldn't even be a single vegetable leaf left. That's just how the eldest couple is.
The rest weren't much better. When they came during holidays, they didn't bring anything good; they just brought sweet potatoes and the like to visit the elderly.

Good heavens, these aren't difficult times, and for these guys to act like this is just stingy. Without all these experiences, he wouldn't have had to sell his house to go into business.
Liu Haizhong's words make perfect sense. As long as he has money, his eldest son will come back from the third-tier city to serve him. If he doesn't have money, his two sons will leave him!

"Hey, Dad, Guangtian said you made a lot of money in business?"

"As expected, I knew you weren't here to see us. There's something going on. What, can't I make money?"

Yan Bugui revealed an expression of "I knew it," glanced at his silent wife, and seemed to say, "See? The children are all back like cats that have smelled fish!"

"Of course, of course, but Dad, why didn't you tell us about such a good thing?"

"Notify you? What if we fail? Even if my wife and I lose everything, we still have you guys. At the very least, we can give you something to eat, right?"

If you all get involved and lose everything, won't my Yan family starve? Eldest brother, all these years have passed, and you haven't made any progress at all! Utterly disappointing!

Yan Bugui stood up and stood in front of Yan Jiecheng, constantly berating this unfilial son, spitting all over his face. On the other hand, Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and remained silent. As long as they got involved, a scolding wouldn't hurt him.

"Dad, I heard that another batch of televisions is about to arrive in Beijing. This time, no matter what, you have to take us siblings with you, right?"

Yan Jiefang was most concerned about business. He had been working in the factory and watched as He Yuzhu and Liu Haizhong made a fortune. The Liu brothers were all wearing suits and ties, while he was still doing hard labor in the factory. He felt resentful.

But there are no good projects and not enough money. There's nothing I can do about the imbalance. Now that my old man is making money, I can at least get a share of the profits from this business, right?
"Sigh, I really don't want to get involved this time. One deal like this is enough. I hope you can live your lives peacefully!"

They are still my own children after all. Seeing these people attracted by the huge profits in front of them, the feeling of unease is becoming more and more obvious!

"Why? Dad, didn't you already do it once? Since you made money the first time, there shouldn't be any problem the second time!"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately unwilling. The restaurant had already become infamous, and he had lost his job. If he didn't find a new source of income, he would soon become penniless!
"Jiecheng, the TV was supplied by Director Li from the steel rolling mill. Think about it, he's been in Beijing for so many years, he must know a lot of people, right? Why would he let us make money?"

Such a large profit the first time, and the same the second time—since they know this item can make a lot of money, why don't they do it themselves? Profit and risk are directly proportional! (End of Chapter)