I won 90 million, all I want to do is lie down and relax!

Lu Zhaoyang put his hands behind his head and leisurely walked out of the residential area where Xia Ran lived.

Unlike Nancheng, a big city, Yunzhao, a small county town, is bustling with traffic and vibrant nightlife even in the early hours of the morning.

At this time, there were very few cars on the streets of the small county town. The shadows cast by the streetlights were long, and the cool evening breeze made people feel comfortable.

Lu Zhaoyang walked back along the path he had come from, his steps neither hurried nor slow.

He hadn't planned to rush into talking to Li Jianxiang again, but since the store hadn't opened yet and he had just secured a potential client, Lu Zhaoyang felt it was best to finalize things quickly.

"Zhaoyang, why are you back again? Did you forget something?"

Two other tables of guests were chatting and laughing while eating skewers. Li Jianxiang took the opportunity to clean up the bamboo skewers and tissues on the ground. When he saw Lu Zhaoyang return, he asked in confusion.

"I didn't leave anything behind, Brother Xiang. I have something I'd like to talk to you about." Lu Zhaoyang walked forward with a smile.

"Okay, sure!"

Lu Zhaoyang has been visiting more often this week, and the two of them chat whenever they have a spare moment.

So now that Li Jianxiang has heard Lu Zhaoyang say this, he doesn't take it too seriously.

He casually put the broom aside, pulled out a small stool and sat down, gesturing for Lu Zhaoyang to sit as well. Then he smiled and said, "There are still some dishes over there. How about I cook another dish? I don't see you've had much to drink today."

"I'm not drinking or eating anymore, Brother Xiang. I have a little idea that I'd like to talk to you about, and I'd also like to hear what you think."

Lu Zhaoyang waved his hand, sat down, and said in a more serious tone, "Brother Xiang, I won't beat around the bush."

"Okay, what is it?"

Li Jianxiang had just taken out a cigarette from his pocket when he was a little confused by the unusual tone of the man's voice. He smiled and looked up to ask.

Lu Zhaoyang leaned forward slightly and said, "Here's the thing, Brother Xiang, I know you're looking for a business partner. If you think I'm a decent person and trustworthy, I'd like to partner with you to open this restaurant!"

"Open a restaurant, Zhaoyang, you mean you want to open a restaurant?"

Li Jianxiang lit a cigarette, took a puff, and before he could exhale, his fingers, still holding the cigarette, froze in mid-air as he looked at Lu Zhaoyang in surprise.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Zhaoyang had left him with a very composed impression over the past few days, Li Jianxiang would have thought that the other party was joking with him.

"Yes, but to be precise, Brother Xiang, with your excellent skills, I'll just invest some money and we can cooperate," Lu Zhaoyang corrected with a smile.

Want to invest some money?

Li Jianxiang then took another puff of his cigarette, the smoke blurring his vision, and a helpless smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't doubt whether Lu Zhaoyang's words were insincere.

However, he felt that Lu Zhaoyang was so young that he obviously hadn't thought through how much "investing some money" actually meant.

"Zhaoyang, you've never worked in the catering industry before. Why do you suddenly want to do this?" Li Jianxiang flicked his cigarette ash and reminded him with good intentions, "This industry looks simple, but there are a lot of things to worry about. It's not only tiring, but also quite risky."

"Brother Xiang, to be honest, I never thought of this before I returned to Yunzhao. It was only after I tasted your cooking that I realized I would have it."

Lu Zhaoyang smiled sincerely and said, "I know that you don't have enough funds on hand right now, and you're trying to find someone to cooperate with, which is why I had this idea."

He had investigated Li Jianxiang, so it was only natural that the other party would also investigate him.

"Zhaoyang, I appreciate your recognition. You're right. I did talk to people about collaboration before, but you have no experience in the restaurant business, so you might not understand the risks involved. If it's not managed well, the losses can be huge..."

Li Jianxiang explained with the same sincere expression.

"Brother Xiang, I'm not a three-year-old. I know that all investments carry risks."

Lu Zhaoyang interrupted him with a smile, and said in a relaxed tone, "You know I used to work in the GG industry. To be honest, I've probably seen more bankrupt companies than most people. You know, we've come into contact with so many companies, many of which were booming in their first year, but disappeared after a year or two. I've thought about this kind of thing, so don't worry, it's not a decision made on a whim."

Li Jianxiang exhaled a puff of smoke, which drifted between the two men.

He stopped beating around the bush and simply stroked his chin, saying, "Zhaoyang, you know, restaurants come in all shapes and sizes. A restaurant like mine, specializing in barbecue, won't be small, and the investment won't be small either. You've seen my situation. I'm confident enough to open a restaurant, but..."

Lu Zhaoyang understood; they didn't believe he could come up with so much money.

However, he was not surprised that Li Jianxiang would suspect him.

Let alone Li Jianxiang, even if he himself met someone he had only known for a few days who shamelessly claimed to want to invest, he wouldn't believe it.

"I don't know the specifics, Brother Xiang, I believe you've done your own research, right? I wonder how much it will cost?" Lu Zhaoyang asked calmly.

Li Jianxiang hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "Although Yunzhao is a small county town with relatively low cost of living, opening a decent restaurant would cost at least 500,000 to 600,000 yuan. If it were a larger one with more elaborate decorations, it would cost close to 700,000 to 800,000 yuan!"

"Seven or eight hundred thousand, is that the scale you envisioned, Brother Xiang?" Lu Zhaoyang asked.

Li Jianxiang was somewhat surprised to see no trace of the expected shock or surprise on Lu Zhaoyang's face.

However, upon hearing this question, he subconsciously nodded, his eyes filled with longing: "Seven or eight hundred thousand. Whether in terms of area or equipment, I wouldn't dare say it's luxurious or beautiful, but it's absolutely something that customers wouldn't find fault with."

Lu Zhaoyang tapped his fingers on the wooden table, then looked up after a moment and said, "Okay, Brother Xiang, if you have no objections, I'll pay for it."

"This money... bro, are you paying for it?"

Li Jianxiang pinched the cigarette butt between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it tightly, forgetting to smoke the cigarette in his mouth, and stared at Lu Zhaoyang in surprise.

The scene today is the same as when Lu Zhaoyang was having dinner a few days ago, even his tone of voice is the same.

But what were they talking about a few days ago?

What's different about this small county town compared to a few years ago? For example, new housing developments have been built, the river level has risen considerably, and a new vegetable market has appeared.

Now, Lu Zhaoyang claims he wants to invest 500,000 to 600,000 yuan, or even 700,000 to 800,000 yuan, to open a shop with him.

"Brother, you must be joking, right?"

Li Jianxiang was burned by the burnt cigarette butt before he snapped out of his daze and threw it on the ground.

"Brother Xiang, do I look like I'm joking?"

Without wasting any words, Lu Zhaoyang took out his phone, opened the bank's app, and showed him the balance.

He has two million in this bank card.

"Is this enough?"

"Bro, are you... really serious?"

Looking at the string of numbers on his phone screen, Li Jianxiang finally believed him, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

I believe it, but I still can't quite believe it.