Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 58 Talking about a business
After adding some tea to Lin Jinyan, An Zhixian smiled and said, "It's rare for Miss Lin to know how to drink tea at her age."

Lin Jinyan said with a smile: "My grandfather and father are both tea lovers. After seeing a lot, I learned a little bit about it, which made Boss An laugh."

An Zhixian: "Is Miss Lin going to buy tea for Mrs. Lin?"

Lin Jinyan: "Yes, does Boss An have any recommendations?"

An Zhixian asked: "I wonder what kind of tea Mr. Lin likes to drink on weekdays?"

Lin Jinyan: "My grandfather usually prefers Enshi Yulu."

An Zhixian smiled and said: "Enshi Jade Dew is refreshing and mellow. Taifu Lin is indeed a tea lover. I have a small amount of good tea here, Rizhu Jade Bud. This tea is mellow and fragrant. I think Taifu Lin will like it." I'll ask someone to bring some in and give it to Miss Lin to taste."

Lin Jinyan smiled and said, "No need. The one recommended by Boss An must be excellent. That's it. Pack a box first and I'll take it home and give it to my grandfather."

An Zhixian: "Thank you Miss Lin for trusting me. This tea is a gift from An. If Mrs. Lin is used to drinking it, Miss Lin can buy it next time."

Lin Jinyan smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Boss An, but you are not getting rewarded for nothing. It is inevitable to be uneasy about receiving such generous gifts from Boss An for no reason. I have a profitable business. If Boss An is interested, how about we do it together?"

Seeing that the nine-year-old kid in front of him was trying to discuss business with him, An Zhixian smiled and said, "I wonder what kind of business it is?"

Lin Jinyan: "Grain, it is about to be harvested at this time. The price of old grain last year dropped. I want to stock up a batch of old grain at a low price to sell in the winter."

An Zhixian frowned slightly: "The price of old grain will only get lower and lower. How to make a profit? If you want to buy old grain as new grain, that is even impossible. The taste of old grain is not as good as new grain. Who will spend the same amount of money to buy old grain? ?”

Lin Jinyan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and said in a determined tone: "What if the price of food increases after winter? If Boss An is not worried, he will directly store old food at low prices. He can stock up as much as he can, and he will make a profit after selling out. You and I will split it [-]-[-]. If we can’t sell it, I’ll take [-]% of your purchase price, how about that?”

An Zhixian smiled and said: "How can the price of good old grain increase? Besides, Miss Lin is not yet nine years old. If I have hoarded a lot of grain and cannot sell it, Miss Lin will refuse to know, and An will have no choice but to sell it." Admit your loss.”

Lin Jinyan looked into An Zhixian's eyes: "Boss An, does he know that when my mother married into the Lin family, she would be left with a lot of red makeup? These things will be left to me in the future, so if Boss An suffers a loss, I can afford to pay for it. If Boss An believes in it, I will do it." Even if I give you a written agreement on this business, you won’t be afraid of me defaulting on my debt. Boss An, if you think about it carefully, you won’t lose money on this business no matter what."

An Zhixian looked at Lin Jinyan with a firm and calm look in front of him, lowered his eyes and poured more tea for Lin Jinyan and said with a smile: "Ms. Lin's business is said to be done together, but An is the one who contributes money and efforts. Miss Lin just gave one It’s just an idea.”

Lin Jinyan picked up the teacup, smelled the fragrance of the tea and smiled: "But the risk is borne by me alone. No matter the loss, Boss An will only make a profit. It would be a pity to miss this kind of business."

An Zhixian smiled and sighed: "If I really lose money and ask you to claim compensation, I'm afraid Yichen and Brother Zhou will be angry with me."

Lin Jinyan's eyebrows curled up in a smile: "If you lose money, I won't mention it. If you make money, I won't mention it even if Boss An doesn't mention it."

An Zhixian smiled and said: "In this way, this business will benefit me without any harm."

Lin Jinyan pointed to the desk next to her and said with a smile: "Then please ask Boss An to grind the ink for me."

An Zhixian stood up after hearing this, added water to the inkstone, and began to grind the ink.

(End of this chapter)