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Chapter 286 - 153 [Must Read!] That night, Jiang Yilan finally..._2
Chapter 286: Chapter 153 [Must Read!] That night, Jiang Yilan finally..._2
"Just wait a second."
Gao Jun looked at Jiang Yilan and said, "Yilan, can you help me with the gifts? There are quite a few, and I can’t manage them all by myself."
"Gifts?" A smile also appeared on Xu Hong’s face.
It wasn’t that she was greedy or had high expectations for how many gifts Gao Jun would bring on his first visit.
But the number of gifts indirectly reflected how seriously he took this visit.
Now that she had heard Gao Jun mention there were many gifts, she felt he was a good young man, someone who knew how to handle things.
Then she pretended to complain, "Oh, Little Jun, you really shouldn’t have. We’re just here to eat, so why bring gifts?"
"It’s necessary," Gao Jun said with a smile, "Auntie, who comes empty-handed when visiting?"
Then he took four boxes of bird’s nest supplements from the back seat of the car, "Auntie, I’ve heard from Lanlan that you’ve not been in the best of health. Have some supplements and take more rest whenever you can."
Xu Hong’s eyes widened when she saw the four boxes of supplements that Gao Jun was holding, "Why did you buy so many all at once?"
Jiang Weiguo was also observing and nodded approvingly when he saw the four boxes of supplements Gao Jun had taken out.
But he hadn’t expected there would be a gift for himself.
Gao Jun then took a case of Maotai out from the car, "Uncle, I’ve heard from Lanlan that you also like drinking. So I got two cases of Maotai. However, Lanlan has told me to remind you not to drink too much. Just a little now and then is fine."
When Jiang Weiguo saw this, his honest and straightforward face took on an expression of shock.
Two cases of Maotai...
How much would that cost?!
Jiang Yilan then reminded him, "Dad, I’m warning you! Don’t drink too much. If I find out you’re sneaking drinks, I’ll have Mom pour all this Maotai into the ditch."
"No, no, that really won’t do," Jiang Weiguo, who usually only drank cheap liquor priced around ten yuan, thought that if he poured Maotai, that’s worth thousands per bottle, into the ditch, he might as well lie down and sleep there himself.
And so, the four of them each took some gifts and entered the house.
Meanwhile, the incessantly chattering Wang Cuicui noticed the four of them.
Bird’s nest supplements... branded cigarettes... premium Maotai...
Goodness.
Weren’t these gifts worth tens of thousands?!
Jiang Weiqiang, the village official, was used to being treated to meals, and receiving cigarettes and liquor as gifts was common.
But even he was impressed by the sight of these cigarettes and Maotai.
Where had he seen such grandeur before?
Even Jiang Weimin, who did business in the big city, was staring wide-eyed.
And Li Yanfang, Weiqiang’s wife, was so surprised she dropped the chicken she was holding with her chopsticks.
Xu Hong, witnessing this, suddenly felt a little straighter in the back.
This was the confidence her future son-in-law had brought to her!!
Wang Cuicui, who had just been criticizing Jiang Anke, now looked even more downcast.
"Just put the gifts in the corner, let’s eat first," Jiang Weiguo said, taking into account the feelings of his big brother and younger brother. He didn’t say much, just motioned for them to set down the gifts before sitting down.
As soon as Gao Jun sat down, Wang Cuicui’s curiosity kicked in again, "Little Jun, what do you do, exactly? Driving Mercedes, having Maotai and cigarettes."
"I just run a shop," Gao Jun replied calmly.
Hearing this, Jiang Weimin became curious, "What kind of shop do you have? Where is it located?"
"It’s a restaurant in Modu," Gao Jun said.
"Oh? I also have a shop in Modu," Jiang Weimin perked up, "If you have any questions about business, feel free to ask me anytime."
Jiang Weiguo also gave his younger brother plenty of face and said to Gao Jun, "Lanlan’s little uncle has a restaurant in the big city. Little Jun, if there’s anything you’re unsure about, you can learn from Lanlan’s little uncle."
Gao Jun nodded humbly at first and then explained, "Little Uncle has a restaurant, but my type of restaurant is a bit different from his."
"It’s all about eating, what’s the difference?" Jiang Weimin waved his hand and asked, "How much is your daily turnover?"
"About over eighty thousand," Gao Jun replied.
"I’m asking about your daily, not monthly turnover."
"Little Uncle, I’m talking about one day’s turnover."
At that, Jiang Weimin nearly spat out his tea in shock.
He looked at Gao Jun with disbelief and asked, "What kind of restaurant are you running that makes eighty thousand a day in turnover?"
"I have a hotpot restaurant in Fan Hua District," Gao Jun said.
Upon finishing his sentence, both Little Uncle Jiang Weimin and Wang Cuicui exchanged glances.
Fan Hua District was at the very heart of Modu, where the rent for shops was exorbitantly high.
If the hotpot restaurant was performing well, it was entirely possible to have a turnover of eighty thousand a day.
Jiang Weiqiang and Li Yanfang, on the other hand, didn’t have much of a concept of what running a hotpot restaurant in Fan Hua District entailed.
Li Yanfang asked in confusion, "Eighty thousand in turnover a day? Does that mean sales? How much profit would that make in a day?"
As a village official, Jiang Weiqiang, of course, noticed the change in Jiang Weimin’s expression and glared at Li Yanfang, "What do you know? In the big city, popular restaurants are packed all day long, and it’s a hotpot restaurant."
At that moment, Jiang Weimin felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten something terrible, his face turning an ashen hue.
And as for Wang Cuicui, her mind was racing since she had seen the Mercedes G-Class as well as all the gifts, and now a hotpot restaurant with a daily turnover of eighty thousand.
She was inwardly berating her own daughter: [What a waste, still not understanding to find a wealthy boyfriend in her senior year, look at Jiang Yilan, even a preschool teacher managed to find such a rich boyfriend!!]
Xu Hong also didn’t quite understand what a turnover of eighty thousand meant and asked Gao Jun tentatively, "Little Jun, how much profit can you make in a day?"
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