He won 900 million in the lottery.

Qiuya tailored a development blueprint for this company.

Core positioning: asset-light.

Core principle: To leverage the platform to achieve an integrated investment model that combines capital, equity, and relationships.

Core funding: Own funds + raised funds

We need to establish our own industry map, create a clear industry profile, and then seize opportunities based on the benefits offered by the government, society, and the times.

It has a total of 30 pages.

It includes predictions and assessments of sunset industries, currently popular industries, and industries expected to generate future profits.

I hugged Qiuya and gave her a sweet kiss.

"It's like having a pillow when you're sleepy."

Qiuya: "Can I ask you for a favor?"

I frowned, and before she could even open her mouth, I already knew what she wanted to do.

The relationship between the mother and daughter is very delicate for me; the balance of the relationship depends entirely on emotional support.

Once money is involved, it becomes difficult to control, especially when investments fail.

Seeing me frowning, Qiuya worried I was angry: "Boss, do you know what I'm going to ask?"

Me: "No, don't worry, I'm not angry."

Qiuya: "Then why are you frowning?"

Me: "Your money is hard-earned, while my company is just starting out. As you can see, I don't even have a blueprint for the future. Making money is fine, but what will you and Sister Hong do if we lose money?"

Qiuya put her arm around my shoulder and said, "My mom and I have discussed it. We'll use half of the funds to help you get started, and the other half will be our living insurance. If we make money, you won't be able to leave us. If we lose money, I can still support you."

This girl, after all, had gone to university, and her actions revealed a subtle calculation within herself.

However, if a woman is worried about a man's lack of money, then her heart must belong to me, right?

I pinched Qiuya's nose: "Silly girl, I don't lack money."

Qiuya whispered in my ear, "This way I can keep myself by your side. I'm afraid that one day you'll suddenly disappear. Just like my father, who suddenly disappeared and we never found him again."

My heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Have these two decided to entrust their fate to me?

The evil idea I once had has come true, but the reality still has some impact on me.

It only took me three seconds to calm myself down.

"Does Sister Hong think so too?"

"Um."

A strange thrill filled my heart. If I didn't take action to comfort the girl in front of me now, when would I?

I always find myself fascinated by Qiuya's body.

The cool touch and the fiery passion are a little bit addictive to me.

Qiuya murmured, "Boss, take me."

Me: "Silly girl, are you insecure about yourself? Or are you insecure about me?"

Qiuya: "Boss, I want to give you everything, everything..."

Me: "It's not the right time yet..."

"Boss..."

The beautiful moments were all too brief. My kidneys hadn't fully recovered, so we only had a simple half-hour of intimacy.

Amidst Qiuya's immense resentment, I fled in a disheveled state.

Now I understand the importance of preventing office romances!

That evening, as expected, I went to Qiuya's house for dinner. I needed to confirm with Sister Hong that this wasn't just a young girl's impulsive act that led me to make the wrong judgment.

When I opened the door, I saw the joy in Sister Hong's eyes.

Sister Hong: "Coming!"

Me: "Mm."

It feels like a friend, an acquaintance, and home.

Qiuya: "Mom. President Shen agreed!"

Qiuya hugged Hongjie and kissed her. Thinking of how serious and capable she was when there were outsiders at the company, she realized that she would never grow up in front of her mother.

Sister Hong: "Oh dear, you brat, President Shen is still here, what kind of behavior is this?"

Me: "Qiuya is a very nice and innocent girl."

Sister Hong: "She'll never grow up. Sit down and have some fruit."

I don't know why, but when Sister Hong heard Qiuya say that I agreed, her attitude towards me changed drastically.

I could feel the intimacy in their tone even with my eyes closed.

It seems that the mother and daughter have indeed discussed the investment.

The dishes are ready and served.

Hongjie suddenly stood up.

I blurted out instinctively, "Can we not drink today?"

The mother and daughter were both looking at me, which was indeed a bit awkward.

Me: "I drank too much yesterday at noon, and my stomach still feels uncomfortable."

Sister Hong: "Then you shouldn't eat this spicy dish. I'll cook you some porridge to soothe your stomach."

Me: "No need for that."

Hongjie ignored me and went straight to the kitchen.

Qiuya: "Hey boss, don't worry about my mom. If she wants to do it, just let her."

Ok.

A warm and cozy dinner ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

Actually, I wanted to go back to Dingxin Apartment to sleep.

But the mother and daughter didn't seem to want me to leave; they knew I would go back to Dingxin's place to sleep if I left.

The mother and daughter were washing dishes and making the bed in the guest room, while I lay completely flat in the living room.

Ugh, it seems like there are no secrets left.

The same goes for Dongling; thankfully, that electronic device is rarely used.

late at night.

The window was open, and there was a breeze, making it quite cool.

"Click."

The door was pushed open, and a snow-white figure slipped into my bed on the occasion of the wind.

"Boss, I knew you weren't asleep yet. Were you waiting for me?"

Qiuya had her head covered by the blanket, so she couldn't see my embarrassed expression.

I didn't sleep; I was waiting for someone, but it wasn't you I was waiting for.

Me: "You're so brave, what if your mom wakes up?"

Qiuya giggled and said, "My mom agreed."

Your mom agrees, but definitely not tonight...

Me: "Talk to me for a while."

Qiuya: "Mm."

Me: "Qiuya, why is society divided into different classes?"

Qiuya: "Society has always been divided into different classes. Slavery had slave owners, feudal society had nobles, capitalism had capitalists, and the great proletariat also has peasants and workers."

Me: "Then what class do I belong to?"

Without a second's hesitation, Qiuya blurted out: "Proletariat."

He then explained further: "The proletariat generally refers to the working class, but in fact it refers to the group that cannot own assets that can be used to generate profits in the long term. Most self-employed individuals and businesses actually belong to this class."

Curious, I asked, "Why?"

Qiuya: "The means of production are singular and do not form a social closed loop of means of production. They have low risk resistance and cannot withstand major economic fluctuations."

Why do some family businesses thrive for so long?

Because the industry chain involved is not only numerous but also extensive, including education, healthcare, real estate, and media, even if one or two industries fall into the dead end of sunset industries, there is still an industry as a pillar that allows them to maintain their social status and wait for the arrival of the next era's dividends.

How can you bring this kind of oligarch down from his pedestal?

As we chatted, the topic veered off course. Perhaps it was my sinful hands that had done something sinful again, touching a warm spot in a cold place.

"Boss, I'm still not full."

Me: "Qiuya, you need to be more restrained..."

"You're so hot, boss."

"I like the feeling of coolness on my skin; it feels good to touch."

Outside.

Sister Hong hesitated in the room for a long time before finally opening the door and coming out. She paused for a moment as she reached my door.

"well……."

Her husband disappeared without a trace after she became pregnant, and twenty years have passed since then. She has to shoulder everything on her own.

Having experienced the last crisis, she was truly afraid.

Over the years, she had thought about remarrying, but men held less and less importance in her heart until I came along.

That night, when she saw that I had brought the money back intact, the anger she had been holding in finally dissipated.

She understood that this family needed a man from now on.

For both Qiuya and themselves, it is essential for their survival in this society.