Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"what?"

Li Fugui looked at Bai Li, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

He admitted that Bai Li was rich and had connections.

As far as he knew, Bai Li's connections were all in Yunshi, and no matter how big Yunshi was, it couldn't control overseas.

That island doesn't belong to any country, it has no laws, so no one cares if you kill someone or even marry eight wives...

and many more..

Li Fugui's gaze shifted from Bai Li to Xie Lingmo, then back to his own daughter, and his lips twitched.

I think I understand what this kid is trying to do...

"Brother, what's with that look?" Bai Li felt uncomfortable under his gaze. "I'm talking about serious matters!"

"Oh, seriously." Li Fugui nodded: "So how are you going to get the island?"

"Oh right." Li Mengmeng looked up again: "Brother Bai Li, why did you steal the island?"

"Trade secret." Bai Li pinched her soft cheek. "If I tell you, it won't work."

He can't explain it now.

They couldn't very well tell the three that the group of scammers had worked hard to build the island, and that once the project was completed, he would use eight reward points to redeem the island and it would belong to Bai.

This sounds even less plausible than Li Fugui being scammed out of 2 billion yuan.

Li Fugui still didn't fully believe it.

But Bai Li had just spent 25 million to save his family, so he wouldn't say anything discouraging at this time:

"Brother."

Li Fugui rubbed his hands together:

"Don't worry, if you can really take over that island, I'll pretend I never invested 20 billion and I won't ask you for any dividends."

Li Mengmeng immediately chimed in, "Even if Brother Bai Li offers you a share, you can't accept it!"

Bai Li looked down at her: "What if I insist on giving it to you?"

"Then..." Li Mengmeng's voice trailed off, "That won't do either. If you insist on giving it to me, it'll be part of Mengmeng's dowry, and it'll still be yours..."

Bai Li raised his hand and patted her head:

"A dowry of two billion."

"You're quite arrogant."

Li Mengmeng's ears turned red, and she hugged his waist tightly.

Li Fugui laughed out loud when he saw his daughter like this.

"Her mother and I have worked hard all our lives, just so that Mengmeng can have a good life."

"Don't tell me that island has nothing to do with me anymore."

He looked at Bai Li, his tone much more relaxed: "Even if I go bankrupt again, it's fine as long as Mengmeng is happy."

Li Mengmeng lifted her face from Bai Li's embrace.

"dad……"

"Stop crying." Li Fugui pointed at her. "Your eyes are swollen like walnuts. If you keep crying, Xiao Li will have to be returned."

"He wouldn't!"

Li Mengmeng immediately turned her head: "Right, Brother Bai Li?"

Bai Li glanced at her a few times.

"That depends on what we're cooking tonight."

"Bai Li!"

Xie Lingmo raised her hand and slapped him: "What time is it? Why are you still bullying her?"

Li Mengmeng sniffed and began to recite the names of the dishes seriously.

"Braised pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, garlic shrimp."

"Make some more soup for Brother Bai Li."

She paused for a moment, then added softly, "Mengmeng doesn't have money to buy groceries, you can pay for it first."

Bai Li couldn't help but laugh: "Approved."

After a few words were spoken, the oppressive atmosphere in the room finally eased.

Bai Li sat up straight.

"Don't worry, Uncle."

"I dare to say it because I'm confident."

"But there's something I'd like to ask you beforehand, brother."

Li Fugui asked, "What is it?"

"Once the island is mine, would you be interested in being my butler?"

"housekeeper?"

"To put it nicely, I'll call you the Island Operations President." Bai Li patted Li Fugui on the shoulder: "Development, investment attraction, personnel management—it's all up to you."

"I'll be in charge of counting the money."

"We'll split the profits 50/50."

Li Fugui's smile vanished.

Having spent half his life in business, he knew exactly what a 1,200-square-kilometer tourist island meant.

Hotels, casinos, docks, airports, duty-free cities.

This is not a business for one company.

Once it's truly operational, cash flow will be measured in tons every day.

Bai Li, however, planned to give him half of the profits.

"Dude, you're not kidding, are you?"

"no."

What Bai Li valued was Li Fugui's abilities.

A person who can start from Ping County and come up with 2 billion yuan in cash will not be bad anywhere.

Li Fugui's loss this time was not due to problems with his management.

The other party held people at gunpoint and forced them to sign a contract.

This is not normal business competition at all.

"If you can really take that island..." Li Fugui slapped his thigh, "I'll work for you without asking for a salary!"

"You hand the company over to me, and I'll take good care of it for you."

"I'll make up the difference myself, since it's one dollar short."

Bai Li extended his hand:

"With your words of comfort, I feel relieved."

The two hands are clasped together.

Xie Lingmo sat beside him and watched Li Fugui for a while.

No wonder this man, even after going bankrupt, still thought of paying his workers' wages first.

When he ran out of money, he didn't just lie there waiting to die; instead, he put on an apron and went to sell breakfast.

Entrusting the island to this kind of person is a safer option than hiring a professional manager from outside.

Li Mengmeng stared at the two people's hands, her round eyes darting around.

"So, will my dad have to call you 'boss' from now on?"

"right."

Bai Li nodded: "You call me brother, and your dad calls me boss."

Li Mengmeng counted on her fingers: "Then isn't Daddy a generation shorter than Mengmeng?"

Li Fugui pulled his hand back: "Stop trying to sow discord between us brothers."

He got up and walked around the room twice, and his energy returned.

"it is good."

"I'll go to the bank right now and pay off the loan."

"Contact the landlord again and redeem Genting Palace No. 2."

"Then……"

Li Fugui glanced at the apron he was wearing:

"Whether it's setting up a stall or borrowing from old friends."

"Let's get a million in start-up capital first."

"As long as I get a project, I can get things back up and running within three months."

Bai Li and Xie Lingmo nodded at the same time.

A capable person doesn't sit on the sofa writing a business plan.

Li Fugui is now getting ready to go out and discuss projects.

But just as he reached the entrance, Li Mengmeng suddenly spoke.

"dad……"

"It seems you don't need to set up a stall to raise start-up capital anymore."

Li Fugui turned around:

"Mengmeng, are you confused from crying?"

"If you don't earn it yourself, are you expecting money to fall from the building?"

"Look at Xiao Li, she gave us all the cash."

"Miss Xie also received five million."

Li Mengmeng picked up her phone and opened WeChat.

"But Sister Tingting and the others just transferred 1.02 million to me."

"How many?"

Li Fugui walked back and took the phone.

On the screen, a row of transfer records is crammed into the chat box.

Chen Tingting, 203,000.

Li Jiaxin, 210,000.

Lin Xiaoshuang, 200,000.

Zhang Qian, 205,000.

Jiang Ruyue, 210,000.

There's also a stroke by An Yaoyao at the very bottom.

10,015 yuan.

The comments below each transfer are almost identical.

[A sister's heartfelt wish: May Mengmeng's family rise again!]

[It's not much money, take it for now, and we'll figure out a way if it's not enough.]

[Mengmeng, hurry back and cook! Little Yellow Hair is starving!]

As you know, until yesterday, I only had 1.5 yuan in my pocket. This 10,000 yuan was given to me by Bai Li this morning...

Jiang Ruyue's message was the shortest.

Don't sell socks, it's shameful.

Li Fugui held his phone, remaining silent for a long time.

The girls transferred money in both small and large amounts.

It's obvious without even asking that they've brought out everything they could.

Li Fugui looked up at Bai Li.

"Brother."

"I understand now."

"Why is Mengmeng willing to accept that you have other women and can even hang out with them?"

"They may seem boisterous and loud normally, but they're truly reliable when it matters."

After the news of the bankruptcy spread, those who used to call him "President Li" every day stopped answering their phones—that was considered polite.

But these girls didn't ask when the money would be repaid.

They didn't even ask whether the Li family could recover in the future.

They transferred all their assets directly.

Li Fugui returned the phone to his daughter, his face full of emotion.

"Don't mention friends."

"Many parents might not be able to do this for their children."

He looked at Bai Li, his tone even carrying a hint of envy:

"This harem is yours to run."

Even with Bai Li's thick skin, he couldn't quite handle his father-in-law praising his harem to his face.

He raised his hand and scratched his head.

"no way."

"It's all my good fortune."

Bai Li took Xie Lingmo's hand, preparing to leave:

"Alright, Uncle."

"The matter is resolved, let's head back now."

I wish you success soon.

To everyone's surprise, Li Fugui suddenly asked, "Who is success?"

Bai Li stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, stared at Li Fugui for two seconds, and then laughed.

The old, frivolous Li Fugui has returned.

Bai Li raised an eyebrow and lifted his chin:

"You're not drinking AD calcium milk anymore?"

Li Fugui's heart skipped a beat. Although he had drunk too much that day, he hadn't blacked out.

He remembered telling Bai Li that he liked drinking AD calcium milk because he had enough BC when he was in school.

Li Mengmeng tilted her head:

"What is AD calcium milk?"

Li Fugui coughed several times and pushed his daughter toward Bai Li.

"Mengmeng, Daddy's going to get back on track."

"Stop causing trouble for me."

"Hurry up and go home with your brother Bai Li!"