The two walked out of the police station side by side.

Luo Fei's car was parked at the bottom of the steps at the entrance.

He opened the passenger door for his aunt.

Luo Yumei got in, fastened her seatbelt, and remained silent.

Luo Fei started the car and slowly drove out of the police station.

"Auntie, is the car you drove parked at No. 1 Middle School?" he asked.

"Yes." Luo Yumei nodded.

"Let's go get the car first."

Five minutes later, we arrived at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School.

Luo Yumei's car was parked quietly in the shade of the trees by the roadside.

They parked the car, turned off the engine, and both of them got out.

Luo Fei came to his aunt's side.

In the afternoon, dappled shadows fell on her shoulders.

"Aunt," Luo Fei said.

Luo Yumei raised her head.

"About today's matter..." Luo Fei paused for a moment, "...it was my oversight."

"I should have arranged the transfer procedures for Linlin in advance, or accompanied you to handle them."

His voice was somewhat low.

"It's my problem to leave you to deal with this kind of person alone."

Luo Yumei was taken aback.

She looked at her nephew's young face.

In her memory, he was still that little boy who climbed a tree to pick loquats during summer vacation, fell down and scraped his knee, and was too scared to go home, crying and asking his aunt for a band-aid.

But standing in front of her now was a composed man with upright shoulders.

His brow was furrowed with self-reproach.

Luo Yumei suddenly smiled.

The smile was gentle, like a breeze brushing across a calm lake.

"Xiao Fei," she said, "what are you apologizing for?"

"The one who should apologize is that kind of scum."

"Not you."

Her voice was very gentle.

"Besides, I didn't lose out. He broke his hand and suffered a concussion. No matter how you look at it, I'm the one who came out ahead."

Luo Fei remained silent for a moment.

His eyes were lowered, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Auntie," Luo Fei said, "what are your plans for the future?"

Luo Yumei paused for a moment.

"I haven't figured it out yet. After being a housewife for so many years, I don't know what else I can do."

"I have something here," Luo Fei said. "You might want to try it."

"What is it?" Luo Yumei asked in confusion.

"One recipe."

"It's a hair growth gel. It's made from pure plant extracts, works very well, and has no side effects."

"Moreover, the process is not complicated, and the raw materials can be sourced domestically. You just need to register a company, find a factory to produce according to the standard process, and you can put it on the market for sale. There are quite a few people with hair loss problems now, so as long as it is produced, there is no worry about selling it."

Luo Yumei remained silent for a while.

"Xiaofei..." Her voice hesitated, "You mean, you want me to start a company?"

"Um."

"But I've never run a business before, nor have I ever managed a company. This is such a big deal, I'm scared..."

"Auntie," Luo Fei interrupted her. "I have the recipe ready."

"I'll pay for it too."

"You just need to manage this company, ensuring the products are manufactured and sold smoothly."

"I own 45% of the company's shares, and you own 55%."

"You'll be the boss, with full authority over the company. If you encounter any problems or troubles, just tell me, and I'll handle it."

Luo Yumei fell silent again, seemingly deep in thought.

Luo Fei didn't rush her, giving her enough time to process it.

"Why did you do this?" Luo Yumei's voice rang out again, lower than before, with a slight tremor at the end.

Luo Fei thought for a moment.

"Because Linlin needs her mother to have confidence."

"Because my mother said that when you were a child, you carried me, who had a high fever, for several miles to see a doctor. You were only a teenager then."

"Also because," he paused, "this formula is just sitting there in my hands."

A moment later, Luo Yumei's voice rang out, sounding more composed than before.

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"But I can't let you pay for everything." Her voice gradually became firm. "I originally planned to put all the money I got in the divorce settlement into a fixed deposit for Linlin's future use."

"I'll set aside a portion of it now to start a company; consider it my investment."

"The shares will be as you said."

Luo Fei immediately smiled and nodded.

"it is good."

"Let's go have lunch first, and then register the company this afternoon."

-

At 2:30 p.m., the two drove to the county administrative service center.

There was a queue of moderate length in front of the business registration window.

The two stood at the end of the line.

Luo Yumei took out a file folder from her bag, which contained her cousin's ID card, household registration book, and other documents. It was for her cousin's school transfer procedures.

Luo Fei stood aside without saying a word.

When it's their turn.

"Hello, what kind of service do you need?" the window staff asked, looking up.

"Register a company." Luo Yumei stepped forward and handed the documents into the window.

Has the company name been verified?

"Not yet, could you please check for us first?" Luo Yumei replied politely.

"Okay, what is the proposed name?" The staff member's fingers hovered over the keyboard, ready to type.

Luo Yumei paused, feeling somewhat uncertain. She subconsciously glanced at Luo Fei, her eyes questioning.

Luo Fei told the staff, "Qingsitang Biotechnology Co., Ltd."

Fearing the other person might not hear him clearly, he added: "The 'qing' in 'green grass,' the 'si' in 'silk thread,' and the 'tang' in 'meeting.'"

The staff member typed rapidly on the keyboard, and the search results appeared on the screen. "This name is currently available. Do you want to keep it?"

"Keep it." Luo Yumei nodded.

Over the next twenty minutes, she filled out various forms one by one.

"After you submit your materials, we need to complete the review within 1 to 3 business days." The staff handed over the receipt. "Once the review is approved, you will receive a text message notification. You can pick up your business license with the receipt."

"Okay, thank you." Luo Yumei took the receipt and carefully tucked it into the file bag.

The two walked out of the administrative service center side by side.

Luo Yumei looked down at the file folder in her hand, appearing somewhat cautious.

"Aunt," Luo Fei said.

Luo Yumei raised her head.

"Give me your bank card number," Luo Fei said.

She paused for a moment, then asked in confusion.

"What do you need the bank card number for?"

Luo Fei did not answer.

Luo Yumei suddenly understood.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something.

Luo Fei didn't give her a chance to speak.

"Once the company is registered, we'll need to rent an office, find a factory, and purchase raw materials. There will be many other places where we'll need money."

"These all cost money."

"I'll transfer five million to you first, just use it for now, and let me know if it's not enough."

Luo Yumei gripped the bag strap tightly.

Before the divorce, Zhao Zhiwei gave her 10,000 yuan a month for living expenses, which covered all household expenses.

She was very frugal, saving every penny she could, and in more than ten years she had saved less than 200,000 yuan.

She lay on her hotel bed all night, tossing and turning, looking at the bank messages over and over again with the money she received in the divorce settlement.

That was the largest sum of money she had ever seen in her life.

"Xiao Fei." Her voice was a little tense.

"That's too much."

Luo Fei looked at her.

"Gu."

"This isn't for you."

"This is investment money for the company."

"You own 55% of the shares, and this money is the start-up capital for you to manage the company and develop the product."

"I'll receive dividends once the company is established."

"I won't lose out."

Luo Yumei stared at him blankly.

She wanted to say that this wasn't how it was done.

But Luo Fei had already taken out his phone.

"card number."

Luo Yumei was silent for a while, then took out her bank card from her bag and read the card number to him.

Transfer successful.

Luo Yumei's phone vibrated in her bag.

She didn't take it out to look at it.

"I'll send you all the product information once I've compiled it in the next couple of days," Luo Fei said.

"Don't rush things with the factory. Let's take it one step at a time. First, you should set up the company's framework and build the team."

"The initial procedures may require you to make several trips. If you have any questions, you can consult a lawyer directly."

He spoke very slowly.

Luo Yumei listened.

"Okay," she said.

"There's more." Luo Fei glanced at her.

"Regarding the factory, I suggest it's best to buy it directly. Renting is unstable, and as the company grows and production capacity increases, expansion will be troublesome."

She nodded.

"I will use this money wisely."

"I will do my best to handle company matters."

Luo Fei nodded.

He took the car keys out of his pocket.

"Let's go home first."

-

The two cars drove into the villa's garage one after the other.

Luo Fei pushed open the door, and the sound of a television and laughter came from the living room.

Zhao Lin was nestled on the sofa, hugging a cushion and watching cartoons, laughing from ear to ear.

The sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen.

Luo Ying, wearing an apron, stood in front of the cutting board, struggling with a piece of pork belly.

Zhao Lin looked up and saw Luo Fei and her mother returning, and greeted them with a smile.

"Mom, brother, you're back!"

"Mm." Luo Fei smiled and nodded at his cousin.

"You don't even go to the kitchen to help your sister Yingying, all you do is watch TV," Luo Yumei said to her daughter with a hint of reproach.

After saying that, he turned around, intending to go into the kitchen to help.

Luo Fei grabbed her and asked her to watch TV with her cousin for a while.

He walked towards the kitchen and casually asked his sister, who was busy inside, "Where's Chu Yue?"

"Wasn't she training in the yard? Didn't you see her when you came in?" Luo Ying didn't turn around, her knife striking the ground with a loud thud. "She's probably still shaken off from sparring with you. She's been really serious today, barely resting at all."

Luo Fei walked to the kitchen door and saw his sister struggling to cut pork belly into pieces of varying sizes and thicknesses.

He couldn't help but joke, "That's not how you cut meat."

Luo Ying paused, then turned back to look at him, somewhat unconvinced: "Then how should I cut it? Why don't you try?"

Luo Fei stepped forward without saying a word.

Taking the knife from her sister, she quickly sliced ​​the pork belly into even, thin slices and arranged them neatly on a plate.

Luo Ying stared at the plate of meat and remained silent for three seconds.

"Brother," she said earnestly.

"Um."

"Now that you can cook, will my only role in this family be washing dishes?"

Luo Fei thought for a moment.

"And mopping the floor."

Luo Ying was speechless: "..."

Laughter that Zhao Lin and Luo Yumei couldn't help but utter came from the living room.

Luo Fei washed his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

I had just entered the living room when my phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID.

It was Zhou Mingyu calling.

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