Jian Wei's unexpected text message made me feel changed again. I used to manage Luku, so I was very clear about the profitability of several Luku stores in Xuzhou. The inns, coffee shops and bars built here can make an annual profit of more than 2 million. If I accept Jian Wei's proposal, it means that I will increase my income by 2 million every year. This figure may not be a big deal for a company, but it is enough for me to pursue the best material life, and it can also prevent my father from being too demanding of me, let alone creating a new cafe so much, but the future is uncertain.

I was a little moved, but I gave myself two reasons that I could not accept.

First, I have made a choice and have to be responsible for my choice. Moreover, I have already obtained enough in Luku. This year, I bought a house in Xuzhou and bought a car for my father. In addition, the money I was squandered was even more uncalculable.

Second, accepting Jian Wei's proposal represents my cowardice now, not daring to face life at this moment, and having no confidence in myself. At the same time, it will gradually lose the motivation to struggle in peace. This may be the biggest loss for my life.

After some trade-offs, I finally replied to Jian Wei: "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need these now, and you don't have to feel sorry for it. On the contrary, the person who is sorry for it is me, I gave up the road of literature and art, and I can't take these three stores from this project..."

A moment later, Jian Wei replied to the message: "I knew I had told you that it was the result..."

"Actually, it was quite smooth after I returned to Xuzhou. You don't have to worry about me. How are you? Is there any result in my aunt's matter?"

This time, Jian Wei returned the message for a long time: "You don't have to worry about me, take a break early, it's almost a minute."

I felt a little sad in my heart and wanted to say a lot, but my fingers just pressed the simplest word "good night" on my phone. In fact, none of us could be good night this night because we were insomnia for the troubles we faced in both spaces...

Finally, I put my phone aside and gently placed my arms on Mi Cai, and then I fell asleep in the sense of security of having her sleep beside me.

......

The next morning, the city finally ushered in the long-lost sunshine. The snow that had been cleaned out of the street was melting in the sun. Dad and Mom got up early and had already had breakfast. They took the morning exercises while the weather was good. After Mi Cai and I washed up, we took out the soy milk and steamed buns they prepared from the rice cooker and started breakfast for three meals a day.

The light passed through the glass and fell into the bowl full of soy milk. The pure white soy milk turned into color, which attracted Mi Cai's attention. But I was thinking about how to make the white steamed bun taste good, so I broke the steamed bun in half, poured some spicy sauce into it, and stuffed some pickled vegetables into it, making a Chinese burger, and ate it with relish... Mi Cai didn't like my way of eating it. She tore the steamed bun into a small piece, a small piece, and then dipped it in soy milk. We debated, I said my way of eating it tasted good, she said her way of eating it was nutritious... In the end, none of us could convince each other. She ate it nutrition, I ate it tasted good, and the morning time passed.
Chapter completed!