A reality show is originally a very unpopular thing.
But because Sheng Yuxiao has gone, now even Qin Sui has also been there.
This unattractive thing was immediately brought to the ladies of various wealthy families, and under the leadership of Mrs. Qin, they began to read from the first issue...
"This family is too poor. How could Xu Qiulai have the heart to send his son away?"
"So dirty."
"But this little girl is so pitiful."
"I have never seen Young Master Shanda so gentle."
"It's rare for Qin Sui to be so patient."
The rich lady looked at it and let out a soft exclamation. As the program progressed, their initial dislike gradually turned into pity for Li Xiaoya.
Regardless of whether they are truly pitiful or not, they usually do charity anyway. What kind of malice can they have towards a little girl from a mountain village now?
The name Li Xiaoya became familiar among them.
Ning Heng, whom Mrs. Qin mentioned, also heard about this program from her mother.
He was not as resistant and annoying as Qin Sui at first.
"Isn't Brother Sheng there? Okay, I'll go. I'm going to travel with Brother Sheng."
Ning Heng said and posted on Weibo.
@我是宁昅: @盛YX, my mother said she would send me to your place for transformation.
There is Qin Sui in the front and Ning Heng in the back, which immediately attracted the attention of netizens who eat melons.
[What’s going on with you rich people? Should I use Li Xiaoya as a dungeon? 】
[No wonder Li Qingqing and her grandfather want to kill Li Xiaoya. If she reads this news, will she be even more jealous? 】
[Probably just for fun, let’s break up. Let’s break up. Where do so many wealthy young men go to mountain villages to endure hardships? The rules of this program don't allow for such play. 】
It's being discussed online.
As for Li Xiaoya, she couldn't help but sneeze.
Sheng Yuxiao put a mask on her with her backhand: "You're not fully recovered yet, so put on the mask." But as soon as she hung it up, the mask slipped down.
Because Li Xiaoya's face is too small.
Sheng Yuxiao had no choice but to tie a knot and then bent down to put it on again.
Dou Dawei originally watched this scene from a distance, but when he saw that they were going back to Lijiacun after cleaning up, he couldn't wait any longer and rushed over.
"Little, little girl, do you still remember me?" Dou Dawei was so nervous that his voice trembled.
Sheng Yuxiao glanced at him: "It's you. You reported the news that day and had merit, but I haven't had time to thank you yet."
Dou Dawei's nervous mood relaxed. Great, with the words "Master Shanda", it means it's stable.
Li Xiaoya also said crisply: "Thank you uncle for helping me. And the nurse sister that day..."
Sheng Yuxiao asked: "Which nurse?" This also needs to be thanked and cannot be missed.
Sheng Yuxiao already felt like a parent.
Dou Dawei hurriedly said: "I saw her badge that day, and her name was Lin Xiaoru."
Sheng Yuxiao nodded, indicating that he had taken note of it.
Dou Dawei rubbed his hands: "Um, Young Master Shanda, I..."
Sheng Yuxiao seemed very generous: "Remuneration, right? I'll have someone give it to you." He paused and asked, "How about two hundred thousand? Do you have any other requirements?"
Li Xiaoya's eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly tugged on Sheng Yuxiao's sleeves.
Her hands were small, so Sheng Yuxiao wrapped her hands around her and stopped her from moving any more.
"You, you are really too generous, but I don't want money." Dou Dawei calmed down his excitement. He knew that these second-generation rich people were generous, but he didn't expect them to be so generous. They handed over two hundred thousand in cash without blinking an eye, just like giving two dollars.
"If you don't want money, what do you want?"
"I, I would like to ask Shanda Shao to invest in my factory."
Sheng Yuxiao frowned and looked at Dou Dawei again.
Sheng Yuxiao was obviously still a child in front of him, but Dou Dawei couldn't resist his scrutinizing gaze. He panicked unconsciously and stammered in defense: "That day, I saw Li Xiaoya and Qin Shao selling mushrooms together. , I, I recognized Young Master Qin, and I wanted to beg Young Master Qin at that time. Unexpectedly, something happened the next day..."
"It's a coincidence that I was about to go bankrupt and was dealing with the sale of a property. After packing up the things in the house, as soon as I came out, I bumped into that Li Hongguang holding a duckling. I... I really wanted to take advantage of the merit. Investment, my mind is not pure, I..."
Dou Dawei, a grown man, choked up a little while talking under tremendous pressure.
Li Xiaoya took it out from his pocket, handed him a piece of paper, and whispered: "It's not about the heart but the deeds."
Dou Dawei was stunned for a moment, and then nodded ecstatically: "That's right, I don't care about my deeds, thank you, thank you, little girl. You, you know so much! You can speak philosophical words!"
Li Xiaoya's voice became even softer: "Mom taught me."
But then, her voice changed: "But it was me you saved, how could you ask Sheng Yuxiao?"
Sheng Yuxiao patted her head: "No matter how old or young you are, when will you know how to call her brother?"
Li Xiaoya shook his head and said: "Uncle, I am very grateful to you. I can repay you, but..."
"It's nothing, but you still want to be so clear with me?" Sheng Yuxiao sneered and looked at Dou Dawei, "Okay, what kind of factory? Tell me clearly. Write a report on your factory's operating conditions and give it to me, and also make an investment plan. ...Write clearly the amount needed, where it will be used, and when it is expected to be paid back.”
Dou Dawei was immediately amazed.
As expected of a young master from a top wealthy family, he is completely different from other rich second generations.
This person has not graduated from high school yet, but he is already familiar with these things, and he has no brains at all to agree immediately.
This young master is quite sensible...
But here's the problem.
Dou Dawei grimaced, thinking how could he persuade this young master to give up his money and invest in a business that was likely to suffer losses for several years?
Sheng Yuxiao looked at his troubled expression and understood instantly: "It seems that you know very well that the factory in your hands cannot make money."
Dou Dawei said anxiously: "Have you ever heard of 'A Thousand Gold Prescription'?"
"I have only heard of "A Thousand Gold Prescriptions" written by Sun Simiao."
"One idea! The ancients believed that human life is more valuable than a thousand gold, so they called the life-saving prescription a thousand gold prescription. We were originally a pharmaceutical company specializing in traditional Chinese medicine. We have launched 'Four Ni's', 'Spleen Warming Gold', 'Pulsatilla' and other medicines , we call these synthesized prescriptions 'Qianjin Prescriptions', which were also famous decades ago.
"My father was still the head of the family at that time. After the business became big, his business partners persuaded him to go to big cities for development, but he refused to go. He said that only the herbs grown in this poor place were more authentic. Whether a medicinal herb is good or not depends on other factors. The processing method also depends on its growing environment. For example, saffron grown in Iran is the most authentic, gastrodia elata grown in Shennongjia is the most authentic..."
Dou Dawei wiped his face: "But people from small places are short-sighted. My father's original intention was to help create more jobs in his hometown. The bigger our business grows, the local people will also be benefited. Who knows... who knows People in the company stole the secret recipe and sold it for takeout! After that, when my father got sick, the pharmaceutical company completely failed."
"It has been passed down to me that the pharmaceutical company has turned into a factory that only produces medicinal materials. Now the factory is about to collapse. Some foreign companies want to get one million and buy it. I know that what they want is not the factory, but the factory." It’s the last secret recipe my father left to me before he was alive.”
Dou Dawei looked at Sheng Yuxiao longingly: "I don't want to sell it, I really don't want to sell it to a foreign company. But the shareholders can't hold on any longer, so they all want to sell it... No, I want it to survive."
Li Xiaoya didn't quite understand, but could only see Dou Dawei's despair and pain, so she dug into her pocket again and handed him a piece of paper.
Dou Dawei said "thank you" and wiped his face with the paper.
"Master Shanda, please, I'm not kidnapping you morally, I just won't give it in. Even if I have the last chance, I have to try!" Dou Dawei quickly knelt down in front of Sheng Yuxiao.
Sheng Yuxiao raised an eyebrow and lowered his eyes to look at Li Xiaoya: "What do you think?"
Li Xiaoya looked up blankly: "Ah? I said?"
"Well, I listen to you." Sheng Yuxiao said nonchalantly.
It was as if the money invested was really just a pocket change to him.
