After Cai Gen was completely confused, he looked at the bank card in front of him.

I dare not accept it even if I beat myself to death.

I just came here to buy steamed buns and Yuanxiao, I didn’t want any money.

Besides, what kind of money is this?

It's like someone coming to collect protection money.

It doesn’t matter if you pack up other people’s things, but you still take the money and leave?

Now that the crackdown on gangs and evil is so serious, does this eldest sister want to catch me and report me to receive a reward?

Are there hidden cameras?

Fishing enforcement?

If the amount involved in the case is one million and he is convicted, he probably won't be able to get out of jail in this life.

Fortunately, Cai Gen has always lived a more cautious life.

"Sister, what do you mean?

I didn’t want to ask you for money.”

After finishing speaking once, Cai Gen raised his voice again and spoke several more times in all directions.

I'm afraid that if the camera is hidden and the microphone is not good, I won't hear anything.

"Oh, why are you making such a fuss?

Just pretend, just pretend here with me.

They are all just show people, what about you?"

The steamed bun lady pushed her hand forward and handed it over again.

Cai Gen was so frightened that he took a step back and stopped Xiao Sun who wanted to step forward.

This reckless idiot won't be guilty of beating someone again.

"No, eldest sister, what do you mean?

I don't want money.

Forget it, I don’t want any more steamed buns.”

Seeing Cai Gen turning around to leave, Sister Mantou stretched out her arm and pulled Cai Gen back.

Cai Gen felt the strength of his hand and was shocked.

Is this a practicing artist?

No way.

He weighed more than 400 kilograms and was caught at once?

Is this morning market Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?

Now that you've encountered it, you can't escape it.

Cai Gen has tried many times to avoid disasters, but all ended in failure.

He turned around, no longer struggling, and looked at Sister Steamed Bun's hand.

"Sister, we can't do this.

If you have anything to say, just say it clearly and try not to do anything."

Sensing the change in Cai Gen's mood, Xiao Sun also stepped up his stance.

If someone is not good enough, he will get violent and hurt others, and he will definitely rush in front of Cai Gen.

Seeing Cai Gen coming back, Sister Steamed Bun also let go of her hand.

I laughed out of embarrassment and looked very heroic.

"Oh, do you have to explain anything?

Okay, I'll follow you and follow your path."

It seemed like she had made a big compromise, and Sister Steamed Bun decided to get straight to the point.

"Brother Cai, don't think too much about taking this money.

I want to invest in your shared****.

Although I don’t have much money, I don’t want much either.

No shares, no dividends, no interest, and no principal.

This money is just for you? It’s not an angel investment? It’s an angel fucking investment.

Like my mother, no return? The kind of investment that is selfless."

Angel fucking investing?

Is this lingo in the investment community?

Cai Gen doesn’t understand either. He doesn’t dare to ask.

"Do you really want nothing?"

The steamed bun lady smiled heartily again.

"Of course I don't want nothing.

I want to participate in your project.

But when I say participation, I don’t mean participating in operations or decision-making.

It's just pure participation, the kind of participation in name.

Huh? Let me put it bluntly.

Is it the future? I’ll brag to others and say that I participated in the sharing ****.

Just don’t admit it.”

What kind of requirement is this?

Cai Gen was no longer confused now and was dumbfounded.

He glanced at Xiao Sun, hoping he could clarify his doubts.

Do paranormal circles like this happen often?

Xiao Sun shook his head firmly, indicating that this was also his first time.

"No? Sister, what are you trying to do?"

When the steamed bun lady was asked this question, she lit a cigarette without thinking about herself.

He looked at the not-so-bright sky at an angle of 45 degrees and said faintly.

"Brother Cai, you may not understand me.

After so many years in the investment circle, I have achieved some success.

Remember back then? I didn’t catch up with BTA, and I also missed the group buying war.

I didn't end up even with a taxi or a bicycle? I feel unwilling to do so.

Always investing in grain and oil stores and real estate? It’s not high-end at all.

Not worthy of me.

A person’s name? The shadow of a tree.

I have to give myself a glorious life.

Let’s add some successful cases that made us famous, right?

When the coffin is finalized.

You can’t say that my investment in the morning market street was very successful, right?

You can’t say that a grain and oil store with a monopoly is excellent, right?

You can’t say that I’m very good at running the fish market, right?

You can’t tell me how many express collection points I have, right?

I also have higher pursuits.

Does the sky have eyes? Let me meet Brother Cai.

Give me a chance to get to the dock before you set sail.

I know that I can't board your big ship with this crappy ticket.

However, leaving a name on the boat gang is not too much to ask, right?

I don't want to prove how good I am.
To be continued...