The tycoon's wicked wife from the era of literature has been reborn.

Gao Qinghe waved her hand confidently: "Impossible, that's just a polite way of telling you a lie."

"This isn't just polite talk!"

Gao Qinghe analyzed for Huang Yanqiu: "They've already decided on the outcome. The bidding is just a formality. Don't just be a runner-up."

Huang Yanqiu said in a serious tone, "I have met that director. He is not that kind of person. He is someone who genuinely wants to do a good job in passenger service."

His clear eyes were full of trust and certainty.

She may not know as much as Gao Qinghe, but she's not blind. She can't possibly not tell whether someone is telling the truth or not.

Gao Qinghe was taken aback by her attitude, and after a long while, she asked, "Really?"

“Really,” Huang Yanqiu said firmly.

Gao Qinghe, holding the child, gestured to Huang Yanqiu to take her materials and come inside to discuss the details.

Once inside the hall, Gao Qinghe placed the child in her small cradle and plucked the wind chimes hanging on it.

Jiang Qiyue watched intently, and even her own child was having a great time.

Gao Qinghe picked up Huang Yanqiu's bid document and looked at it; the bid price was 50 yuan.

How can a taxi company operate without taxis?

According to the county's requirements, 20 vehicles are the minimum requirement. Even if you buy used cars, modify them, and rent them out, the cost will be between 300,000 and 400,000 yuan.

Adding in the initial operating costs such as venue, company management, and hiring drivers, 500,000 is indeed the minimum that can be paid.

Huang Yanqiu said, "I saved 12,000 yuan myself. I went to the bank to ask about the van, and they said I could get a loan of 20,000 yuan by mortgaging it."

“Money is not a problem,” Gao Qinghe said in a deep voice. “Your bid needs to be compelling enough to impress them.”

The investment funds listed in this tender have nothing to do with the county. What they value is your ability to operate the taxi company well and sustainably bring economic development to the county.

Huang Yanqiu asked in surprise, "Qinghe, do you mean you've agreed to vote?"

Gao Qinghe didn't answer immediately. She took out a calculator and started doing calculations.

She needs to calculate how much capital she currently has.

He owns six pre-sale apartments in Shanghai, two fully paid-off ready-built apartments in the provincial capital, a storefront in a county town, a daily chemical sales agency, stocks worth over three million yuan, and 30 yuan in cash in a safe.

Jiang Baohai knows about all assets except for stocks in the stock market.

However, he never questioned it, only taking ten or twenty thousand yuan home each month for living expenses, with the real expense being settled at the end of the year.

Of course, Gao Qinghe didn't plan to ask her husband for money.

The coal mining industry is experiencing a downturn this year, and Jiangbaohai Company needs a large amount of cash flow to weather this minor crisis.

Her daily chemical company was just starting out, and Xiang Nanfei couldn't possibly come up with 200,000 yuan even if he tried his best.

However, it's still possible to free up 100,000.

There is still a shortfall of 100,000.

Gao Qinghe calculated the returns in the stock market and found that it was more profitable than bank loan interest rates.

"I'll mortgage one of my apartments in the provincial capital to borrow 100,000 yuan."

As soon as Gao Qinghe mentioned her plan, Huang Yanqiu immediately waved her hand and said:

"No need, no need, 400,000 is enough, I'll figure out the remaining 100,000 myself!"

Gao Qinghe looked at her curiously, "How are you going to come up with a solution?"

Huang Yanqiu said with great backbone, "Anyway, I'll find a way!"

As for the specifics, allow her to keep it a secret for now.

"Then it's settled. You can't go back on your word. I'll come to collect the money from you next month. We need to verify your funds before bidding, so the money has to be in the account first."

After leaving those words, Huang Yanqiu laughed heartily and left, full of energy.

Gao Qinghe gently tapped her daughter's nose. "Sweetie, your aunt said she wants to raise 100,000 yuan herself. Do you think she can do it?"

The little one fell asleep while playing by himself and couldn't answer his mother's question.

Gao Qinghe shrugged. "Let's wait and see."

At worst, she'll invest the entire amount in this project!
Of course, this is all predicated on Huang Yanqiu being able to get it done.

Ugh, thinking about Yan Hong gives me a headache again. With this on her mind, Gao Qinghe asked Jiang Baohai about Yan Hong's situation as soon as he got home that evening.

Actually, at the baby's one-month celebration last time, Yan Hong had subtly mentioned that she wanted to invite Gao Qinghe to do business together.

However, outsiders did not know that Gao Qinghe was rich; inviting her was actually an invitation to Jiang Baohai.

However, Jiang Baohai, who is in charge of the coal mine, may not be interested in this kind of small business.

That's why they went around to find Gao Qinghe.

Since they're husband and wife anyway, it's just a matter of passing the buck, and it also gives Gao Qinghe, the "housewife," something to do.

Yan Hong felt that Gao Qinghe would definitely be interested, so she secretly revealed the taxi company to her.

Unfortunately, Gao Qinghe was busy greeting her relatives and friends at the time, and the two were interrupted after only a few words.

Afterwards, Yan Hong probably felt that Gao Qinghe wasn't interested, so she didn't bring it up again.

To be honest, Gao Qinghe didn't want to partner with anyone around Jiang Baohai in business.

By then, it will be a messy account that will be impossible to resolve.

Having learned her lesson the hard way in her past life, she will never fall into the same trap again in this one.

After applying prickly heat powder and dressing his daughter in her little bib, Jiang Baohai decided to let her sleep in her own crib today.

But as soon as we put the little one down, she immediately started swinging her little arms and legs, whimpering and whimpering.

Seeing this, the old father sighed and suddenly missed the days when his aunts and uncles had holidays.

Gao Qinghe found it amusing and patted the middle of the bed, "Get in bed."

Jiang Baohai had no choice but to carry his daughter to bed with him, and gently flicked her bulging little belly with a hint of resentment.

What a clever little thing! As soon as she lies down on the big bed, she stops whining and becomes very well-behaved, biting her hand.

If we can't get things done, let's get down to business.

Jiang Baohai took his wife's soft, white hand across their daughter and gently stroked it in his palm.

"Yan Hong is determined to do this. She has already persuaded three competitors. The last one is from out of town and refuses to back down, but even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. When the time comes, it will basically be just a formality for them to participate."

"You said Huang Yanqiu is going to participate?" Jiang Baohai still couldn't believe it and confirmed it again.

Gao Qinghe nodded, "Hmm, aren't you bold?" She was quite proud of herself.

Jiang Baohai felt a headache coming on. "Aren't you afraid Yan Hong will kill her? And where is Huang Yanqiu going to find 100,000?"

Gao Qinghe shrugged. "Who knows about her? Let's give it a try, what if?"

"Anyway, you keep an eye on Sister Hong's movements for me."

Jiang Baohai reluctantly agreed, but he wasn't optimistic about it. He just thought his wife was bored and wanted to have some fun with her girlfriends.

Even if Huang Yanqiu sold her by weight, she couldn't possibly get 100,000 yuan!
Thinking of this, he secretly reminded his wife: "Huang Yanqiu is so sure that she can raise 100,000 yuan herself. Just treat it as a test. If she can't raise it, then forget about it."

Gao Qinghe excitedly asked, "What if she actually manages to get it?"

"Without stealing or robbing, it's basically impossible," Jiang Baohai stated bluntly.

Gao Qinghe suddenly became interested and excitedly said, "Honey, how about we make a bet?"

"Are you sure?" Jiang Baohai narrowed his eyes slyly.

Gao Qinghe: "I bet she can get 100,000 without stealing or robbing."

Jiang Baohai immediately agreed, saying, "Then I'll bet she can't get it."

"If I win, you'll shield us from Sister Hong's wrath," Gao Qinghe increased the stakes.

Jiang Baohai smiled dismissively, "Fine, what if you lose?"

Gao Qinghe's eyes flickered, and she whispered suggestively in Jiang Baohai's ear:
"I'll grant you one request, no questions asked."

Jiang Baohai wasn't a man if he didn't gamble; he did!

Seeing her husband so confident, Gao Qinghe suddenly felt a little flustered.

Huang Yanqiu, you'd better make your mother proud!
Before drifting off to sleep, Gao Qinghe thought fiercely to herself. (End of Chapter)