Chapter Three: The Money-Making Plan
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"I just want to prove myself to you, even if it's just one chance," Jiang Zhihao said earnestly.
Seeing her come out of the bedroom, Zhong Jiawei stopped talking. Even if she wanted a divorce, she didn't want to discuss these things in front of the child.
The little girl, rubbing her eyes, saw the milk and toast on the table and immediately widened her eyes, exclaiming in surprise, "Wow, it's bread!"
She happily ran to the table, but before she could reach out, Jiang Zhihao picked her up.
"You need to brush your teeth and wash your face first," Jiang Zhihao said.
"Okay... but I haven't eaten, I don't have the strength to walk," Lingling pouted, pretending to be upset.
Jiang Zhihao laughed and said, "Then Daddy will carry you."
Watching the father and daughter laughing and talking as they went into the bathroom, Zhong Jiawei pouted and waited until they finished washing up before going over.
After finishing their meal, Jiang Zhihao proactively cleaned the table and then went out with Zhong Jiawei.
Zhong Jiawei went to the company, while Jiang Zhihao took Lingling to the nearby kindergarten.
There were two kindergartens nearby. One cost 3,200 yuan per semester, excluding room and board, which came to about 1,000 yuan per month.
The other cost 6,800 yuan per semester, also excluding room and board, but the environment, teachers, and toys were significantly better than the first one.
Without hesitation, Jiang Zhihao took Lingling to the second kindergarten. Lingling's eyes lit up as they entered. Watching the other children playing games and toys under the teacher's guidance, she looked eager.
Jiang Zhihao approached the principal and requested a trial class.
Trial classes were allowed, but most parents didn't care. If they could afford it and it was convenient to drop off and pick up their children, they'd enroll them immediately.
The principal readily agreed.
"Have a good time with your friends. Dad will pick you up after school," Jiang Zhihao said.
"Mmm!" Lingling responded with a strong nasal sound. She showed no fear of being separated from her parents, only excitement as she looked at the other children and toys.
Watching Lingling walk towards the other children under the teacher's guidance, Jiang Zhihao took a deep breath, turned, and left.
He had already promised Zhong Jiawei that he would earn one million yuan within a hundred days.
This wasn't boasting; it was a small goal Jiang Zhihao had set for himself.
He had lived a lifetime, and he remembered everything about the next sixty years clearly.
What the future trends were, which industries were the most profitable, how to walk without falling—all of this could become Jiang Zhihao's help.
Besides, Jiang Zhihao wasn't stupid. Before his rebirth, he was already a successful businessman and was no stranger to making money.
Although money wasn't everything, nor was it the key to solving all problems, without money, nothing was possible.
Like now, the trial class only lasted two days at most, and within those two days, he had to raise the kindergarten tuition for Lingling.
Six thousand eight hundred yuan was not a small amount; at least for someone with only seventy yuan in capital, it was very difficult.
As early as yesterday when he received the money, Jiang Zhihao already had a plan.
If his memory served him right, the Disneyland amusement park would be hosting a city-wide amusement festival tonight.
Jiang Zhihao's plan was to make a fortune during this amusement park event.
He went to the wholesale market and, with his meager seventy yuan, bought forty glowing balloons printed with Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck, Snow White, and similar designs.
These balloons were decorated with tiny LED lights that sparkled and easily attracted children's attention. Although the wholesale price was close to two yuan, Jiang Zhihao was confident he could sell them for ten times that amount. He
remembered that before the fire, he had been wandering the streets with a group of friends, and many vendors were selling Disney-related items.
A single balloon could sell for twenty yuan, and demand far exceeded supply! Children carrying these balloons could be seen everywhere, and many well-prepared vendors could earn several thousand yuan a night! Unfortunately
, Jiang Zhihao didn't have that much money, and he wasn't planning on borrowing from anyone. Besides, the amusement park event only lasted two days; once it was over, it would be gone.
After buying the balloons, Jiang Zhihao spent several hours inflating and tying them up using the included pump.
Zhong Jiawei didn't come home at noon; overtime was common at the company, so it wasn't unusual. It wasn't
until evening that Jiang Zhihao picked up Lingling from school and took her to the Disneyland amusement park.
The Disneyland amusement park toured the entire city, with its final destination at People's Square.
A large crowd had already gathered there, and the various sculptures and dolls of Disneyland could be seen from afar.
Lingling's big eyes looked around with wonder, while Jiang Zhihao held a bunch of balloons, hawking them along the way.
He had done many jobs, including washing dishes and handing out flyers; sales were his forte, and he handled it with ease.
The little girl was also excited to help him sell balloons. Just as he remembered, the glowing balloons, priced at twenty yuan each, sold very well. They were sold out by the children along the way before they even reached halfway down the street.
Seventy yuan in costs yielded eight hundred yuan—more than eleven times the profit! No wonder people always say that women's and children's money is the easiest to earn.
Because of limited funds, they couldn't earn more, but there was always another chance tomorrow. If everything goes smoothly, earning ten or twenty thousand yuan shouldn't be a problem, and helping Zhong Jiawei pay off the company fine would be close to success.
Although he really wanted to take Lingling to play a little longer, considering the little girl hadn't eaten yet, Jiang Zhihao had no choice but to take the reluctant little girl home to fill her stomach.
On the way back, he stopped by the supermarket to buy some groceries.
When Zhong Jiawei returned, Lingling was pouring the sauce from the tomato and egg stir-fry over her rice.
This mixed the aroma of the rice and the vegetables together, making it more delicious and appetizing.
Seeing Zhong Jiawei return, Lingling immediately waved happily at her: "Mommy, come and eat! Daddy made it, it's so delicious!"
Looking at the dishes on the table, Zhong Jiawei's eyes were full of doubt.
Jiang Zhihao went over to take her bag, but Zhong Jiawei subconsciously took a step back, leaving his hand awkwardly hanging in mid-air.
With an embarrassed laugh, Jiang Zhihao said, "Wash your hands and eat."
Zhong Jiawei slowly walked to the table and looked at the two dishes.
Since the fire, Jiang Zhihao had been filled with resentment towards his past self, so he specifically sought out someone to learn how to cook.
Therefore, even seemingly ordinary stir-fried potato shreds and scrambled eggs with tomatoes could be made by him into dishes that were visually appealing, fragrant, and delicious, making them incredibly appetizing.
"Where did you come from?" Zhong Jiawei asked.
"I cooked it," Jiang Zhihao said, then pointed to Lingling, adding, "My daughter can testify."
Lingling immediately nodded vigorously, raising her hand and saying, "I can testify for Daddy, it really was Daddy who cooked it, and Daddy really took me to kindergarten today! And, and, we went to the amusement park today, and Daddy sold so many balloons that he made so much money, which will soon help Mommy pay off her debts!"
Zhong Jiawei glanced at Lingling, then at the dishes on the table, and finally said to Lingling coldly, "Who taught you to lie?"
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