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Chapter 358 The Origin of the Car

There's no need to have high expectations for Miss Yuan. Although she's not stupid, and is even more shrewd than children from ordinary families, she definitely doesn't possess the business acumen that Liu Ruyan described.

What Liu Ruyan just said was nothing more than a reasonable speculation based on her own intelligence and ideas, plus the conditions and circumstances they currently have.

But that's just her. After all, apart from Liu Ruyan, who else here has that kind of brain? It would be good enough if they didn't babble when something happened.

Although Miss Yuan has a much broader perspective and more knowledge than Lin Mo and the others, if she had the brains, she would have taken over the family company long ago.

Comrade Yuan and Lin Mo have met before, so they shouldn't have any so-called preference for sons over daughters.

There are only two children in the family. If the eldest is not good enough, Lin Mo doesn't believe that Old Yuan wouldn't raise her if Miss Yuan had the brains. After all, Liu Ruyan is a daughter, and she still takes on the main responsibility.

Although I'm not yet in a position to take over all of the family's businesses, I'm starting to do so gradually, one step at a time.

Liu Ruyan is just too smart. Smart people don't treat others like fools; they automatically fill in the gaps in their understanding, which is why this scene happened.

However, after seeing Miss Yuan's reaction, she realized that she had been overthinking it.

If such resources were placed in front of her, she would definitely make use of all available conditions, and might even do better than she just said.

After all, the plan she just made was just something she came up with on a whim, based on the conditions she could see.

"Chuanmei, Chuanmei, come here. Sister Yuan just thought of a brilliant idea. Let's do this, then that, and finally..."

Lin Mo and the other woman were speechless as they watched Miss Yuan repeating Liu Ruyan's thoughts to Chuanmei.

"So, do you think Sister Yuan is a rich second-generation who throws money around everywhere?" Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan slapped her forehead: "Pretend I didn't say anything! I admit, some rich kids are smart, but they're really not suited for business."

Indeed, if Miss Yuan had such talent, Ms. Jiang wouldn't have had the idea that wealth doesn't last beyond three generations.

Ms. Jiang, as a mother, knew her children all too well. Back at the horse farm, when Lin Mo sold Longquan ink paste and Tongyan Huizhou ink to Comrade Yuan, and Comrade Yuan mentioned that the project manager's wife liked painting and was a painter, with each painting worth at least a million, Miss Yuan immediately blurted out the word "money laundering," which speaks volumes.

Lin Mo himself had some guesses at the time, but he didn't dare to say it. It wasn't that he was smarter than Miss Yuan, but that he wasn't familiar with most of the people present.

"No problem, Sister Yuan, whatever you say, I'll do. I've never been a food blogger before, but I can give it a try," the Sichuan girl assured, patting her chest.

With his current influence as a blogger, he still has considerable impact, especially recently with his high traffic and popularity. Even if he's not in the restaurant review category, it's still not a problem, since there are few barriers to entry for restaurant review bloggers.

Moreover, Miss Yuan doesn't let him work for free. She pays him to advertise her shop, and if it attracts people to buy or rent shops, he still gets a commission.

The more they talked, the more Ms. Yuan felt the plan was feasible. She then took the keys from Manager Ma and finalized the deal. In this way, Chuanmei's studio finally had a base, and she no longer had to squeeze into his house to do editing.

The group stayed there for a while, and soon people from a furniture company arrived in two vans, which were filled with simple furniture for the studio.

Sofas, desks, chairs, computers, refrigerators, and a whole host of other items were being moved inside in an orderly fashion under the direction of the young lady.

At the same time, a so-called designer came to help design the studio's spatial layout and usage plan, and also to carry out reasonable decoration.

Seeing that things wouldn't be finished anytime soon, Lin Mo took Liu Ruyan and left. After all, everyone present, whether it was Miss Yuan or Chu Wang from Sichuan, was extremely excited, and it seemed they wouldn't be back until evening.

Back at their lodgings, Lin Mo and Liu Ruyan hadn't been there long when Ms. Cheng called to urge them to come back quickly, asking if they had received the items.

Liu Ruyan had no choice but to go back, while Su He was busy at the restaurant, so the task of seeing people off fell to him.

"How is it? Is the little car your sister gave you easy to drive?" Liu Ruyan said with a smile from the passenger seat.

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but smile: "It's so convenient, everyone who sees this car says it's a Passat. To be honest, I got this car on Tuesday and only drove it once on Wednesday."

"I heard that you and your friend went to buy a car on Thursday afternoon. Nana said you saw a GT63 you liked at her shop?" Liu Ruyan asked, looking at him with her watery eyes.

Lin Mo's lips curled up: "What? Sister Ruyan is going to give me a ride?"

"Get lost! Why should I give it to you? I haven't even saved up my dowry yet. But if you really want it, I can trade this box of secret ointment for it. Although the car is more expensive, I'm just being generous," Liu Ruyan said with a smile, seemingly having thought of something.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's smile vanished instantly: "Ahem, well, I suddenly think this 'Passat' is actually quite nice. It provides shelter from the wind and rain, keeping you out of the wind and rain."

Are you kidding me? Does he even qualify to drive a car worth over two million? In today's climate, even though money is losing value more and more, it still depreciates slower than a car.

Those cars worth millions will depreciate by at least 100,000 or 200,000 yuan as soon as they are transferred to the new owner, and will depreciate even more after a while.

Although money is becoming less and less valuable, having it in your hand gives you a sense of security.

"Tch, you're just obsessed with money," Liu Ruyan said, giving him a reproachful look.

She has many wealthy people around her, and she doesn't usually like those people who haggle over small things. But she has a different opinion about the small man who drives.

Mainly, she knew that Lin Mo's family was just an ordinary family, and she understood Lin Mo's behavior of working hard to earn money but never spending it recklessly. In any case, she was quite satisfied.

For a student in her early twenties who hasn't even graduated yet to have such abilities is already quite impressive, and for some reason, she always felt a unique sense of accomplishment in nurturing Lin Mo.

Under her very nose, watching Lin Mo gradually become more outstanding, and with her help, Lin Mo slowly accumulates wealth. When he has accumulated enough, she will make her move and take him down in one fell swoop, wiping out his entire operation. Just thinking about it is thrilling.

Soon, Lin Mo's car arrived at the residential area where Liu Ruyan lived in the city. The car was registered, so the gate of the residential area opened as soon as they approached.

"Aren't you really going up for a bit?" Liu Ruyan asked Lin Mo with a smile from downstairs.

Lin Mo rolled her eyes at him: "Wait until Auntie is gone, then we'll see if I dare to go up there."

"Oh, okay then. Don't say I didn't give you a chance," Liu Ruyan said with a smile, finding the feeling of teasing a child very enjoyable.

Watching Lin Mo drive out of the residential area, Liu Ruyan smiled, feeling quite pleased. Just as she was about to turn around and go upstairs, a familiar voice came from behind her:

"Wasn't that a gift I gave your dad for our 20th wedding anniversary?"

Liu Ruyan: ? ? ?

(End of this chapter)