The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 67 Development Strategy
Song Qingwan had already planned the Song family's future development strategy.

She wanted to do business, make money, provide her family with food and clothing, and use the money to protect the careers of her father and younger brothers.

She lay on the table, looking at her parents in the dim light, and a warm feeling rose unconsciously in her heart. "I found that since I hit my head, it seems that my Ren and Du meridians have been opened. I have learned some skills of craftsmen without any teacher.

Dad, did the Song family's ancestor secretly pass on his skills to me?

Now I really want to build a fine factory, which will have an iron workshop and a wood workshop, to make some farm tools and daily necessities, and research more new products to help my father get promoted and make money.

When I make money in the future, I will open an embroidery workshop for Sanya, a better "Tianjianlou" for Wuya, buy the best books and writing brushes, inks, paper and inkstones for my younger brothers, so that my mother can enjoy a peaceful life and become a graceful and elegant lady.

Now, all we need is 50,000 taels of start-up capital." Song Qingwan's eyes were firm, and she would definitely achieve these goals one by one.

Father Song was so touched that he wiped his eyes with his wife's sleeve. Shouldn't these things be a father's responsibility? Now his eldest daughter has to do it. It's really, really great!

"Look, this is my eldest daughter!" He proudly showed off to his wife.

Song's mother rolled her eyes. Is she not her daughter? She gave birth to her! Thank you. "Do you agree?"

"The ancestors have shown their power, so why should I disagree? Besides, my daughter, whatever you want to do, dad will support you.

But Wanwan, you don’t have to be impatient. We can take our time with these things. Here’s the fifty thousand taels.” Father Song scratched his head and grinned.

Sorry, he had never seen so much money in his life, and even if he borrowed it, it seemed that he was not able to afford it. His father's face was lost again.

Song's mother fell into deep thought. After a long while, she seemed to have made up her mind. "Let's go to Qingtong Bank to borrow money."

When these words came out, the father and daughter were immediately surprised.

Fifty thousand taels of silver was already a huge sum for a small family like theirs. The bank would definitely assess the Song family's strength, and it would be impossible for them to borrow so much money unless her mother had a special relationship.

This money is indeed urgently needed. If she can borrow it, it will be an extra guarantee. Who knows how many forces are waiting to divide up the Huang Biao Agency. By the time she slowly earns money and tries to fight for it, it may be too late.

So, Song Qingwan looked at her mother expectantly.

Father Song was surprised because he didn't expect his wife to bring up the past and touch upon the sad things. He couldn't help but cast a worried look at his wife, "If it's difficult, don't do this. Give Wanwan a few days, she can earn 50,000 taels by herself."

Song Qingwan's mouth twitched. Was it because she was too proud that made her father have an illusion, or was it because of her father's mysterious self-confidence? Fifty thousand taels in a few days, she could go and rob~
"Yes, mother, forget about the embarrassment. I will find a way myself." Song Qingwan began to think about the rich people she knew and wondered if it would be possible to lend her money.

Unfortunately, no, she only knew Li Minghe and Zhang Zhiyi, but they were both men. Once a woman is involved with a man about money, the relationship will become complicated, and that is not what she wants to see.

At this time, Song's mother snorted lightly, and even showed a little pride, "There is nothing that cannot be said about this matter.

Before your father, your mother had a childhood sweetheart, who was the current owner of Qingtong Bank. He broke off the engagement with me and abandoned me in order to marry a daughter of an official family.

How do you know if I had a hand in this? If it wasn't for my introduction, would he have met the official lady? Later, I was "heartbroken" and let it go, allowing the two to get married. Don't they owe me a favor?

But in fact, mother has long taken a fancy to your father." Speaking of this, Song's mother's cheeks couldn't help but get hot, showing a sweet pink. Song's father was dumbfounded, "Why haven't I heard you say this?" You know what, he accepted Ye Qiu's mother because he felt sorry for her at the beginning, and of course, he fell in love with her later.

"I told you, can you sympathize with me and give in to me every day?" A woman must know how to act weak at all times. Mother Song blinked at Song Qingwan and imparted her experience.

Song Qingwan, she doesn't really need it, because she doesn't talk about love, only money.

Father Song was not angry but rather pleased. Which man does not enjoy being looked up to by his wife? "As expected of my wife, you are so smart!" She married a good husband and got a huge favor.

"Of course. Now I'm an official's wife, and even if the official's daughter returns to the capital, she'll just be the wife of a wealthy businessman. Now's the time to ask for that favor back. They even signed a document back then. Mother will marry you right away." After saying this, Song's mother turned around and went to look for the document.

Song Qingwan thought that things were definitely not as easy as her mother said. There must be some twists and turns in her parents' marriage, otherwise her father wouldn't have looked at her mother with such heartache, and they also severed ties with the Ye family.

"Here, this is it. Take it to Qingtong Money House to look for them tomorrow." Song's mother took out a yellowed piece of paper.

Song Qingwan took it and looked at it. The general idea was to ask her mother to help the official's daughter to marry the rich businessman's son, and the other party would owe Song's mother a favor of no less than 50,000 taels, or 5,000 taels of silver. It was really clearly marked with a price, worthy of being a big businessman.

"Okay, thank you mom. You guys take a rest. I'll go back to my room." Song Qingwan threw the document into the space through her sleeve and no longer disturbed the couple from cultivating their relationship.

When she returned to the room, her two sisters were still on the bed making silk. Seeing that Song Qingwan's clothes were torn again, Song Qingya couldn't help but shout again, "You should make yourself a set of iron clothes first. Cloth is no longer worthy of you."

"Third sister, that's called armor, used to kill the enemy in battle." Song Qingfang corrected her sister seriously.

Song Qingya's breath choked and she was speechless for a moment. Is that what she meant?

Song Qingwan chuckled, "Next time, make me a style that won't get damaged easily."

"No matter how beautiful the clothes are, they can't stand your tossing and turning. You can't avoid getting hurt." Is she concerned about the clothes? She only cares about her sister.

"I'm not hurt, your sister is very strong." Song Qingwan rubbed the hair of her two sisters, took off her coat, took her clothes to change and went to the back room to wash up.

When she returned to the main room, she saw her dinner was already on the table. It was steaming hot and delicious. It must have been prepared by her two younger sisters. It was really good.

Song Qingwan enjoyed a delicious dinner. At this time, Canary lazily said, "Wanwan, the Buddhist disciple is here."

Song Qingwan paused while washing the dishes, "What is he doing here so late at night? Is he planning to sleep with me?"

"Why are you doubting? Can't you just do it if you want to? You humans are really complicated." The canary arched its golden feathers, thinking about what color makeup to change to tomorrow.

The corner of Song Qingwan's mouth twitched. So, there is still a big difference between humans and animals. Humans know propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame, which animals call restraint and affectation.

And she is the soul of the end of the world, somewhere in between.

　He's coming, he's coming!

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