The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 342

"Don’t just think about the future, you have to think about He Ku too. Can you guarantee his tuition just by delivering water? Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, I have a friend these days..."

For He Ku’s education, He Biandan always considered it of utmost importance. When he heard Ye Tian’s words, he even forgot to eat the dumpling he was holding, and waited until Ye Tian had finished talking before he finally recovered.

"International Education College? The one next to the Film Academy?"

"Yes, that’s the one."

He Biandan didn’t speak anymore, he started to calculate in his head. Seeing him silent, Ye Tian also stayed quiet, waiting for his response.

The International Education College undoubtedly has excellent teaching quality and also offers opportunities for studying abroad, something he wouldn’t even dare to think about. More importantly, there are financial aids available for the impoverished, although he wasn’t sure how much, Ye Tian’s tone suggested it was significant. However, the daily expenses are unavoidable, and in this way, money would surely be tight. The little money from delivering water was nearly all spent on daily expenses, leading to a situation where resources were completely exhausted.

Stirring the dumplings in his lunch box, He Biandan sighed, "Even if we open a store, we need to find a location first. Storefronts here cost at least fifty to sixty thousand a year, which is a big expense."

Seeing him soften up, Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, "Don’t worry about the storefront. I’ve already found one for you, and it’s already renovated and at a good location, all for a fair price."

"Really? Such a good deal?"

"Yes. It’s a dog meat hotpot restaurant, the one on Pangwanzi Street, where we had a fight last night."

He Biandan thought for a moment, "The one owned by the guy from Henan?"

"That’s the one."

"That owner is quite shrewd. How would he hand over the shop to me? Moreover, that shop often encounters trouble."

"You don’t need to worry about that. Just tell me if you’re interested. If you are, I’ll negotiate this for you. The owner is my friend. It’s better to keep it within our own people rather than letting outsiders take advantage of it."

He Biandan looked at him suspiciously, "Where did you get so many friends from?"

"Just tell me if you’ll do it or not?"

With Ye Tian being so adamant, He Biandan was still hesitant. Ultimately, he turned to look at his son, He Ku, "Son, what do you think?"

He Ku nodded, "I think it’s doable."

Seeing He Ku nod, He Biandan finally agreed, "Alright, let’s give it a try. Ye Tian, how much does it cost to take over your friend’s shop?"

"There’s no rush, I’ll help you negotiate a good price, I won’t let it be difficult for you."

He Biandan hurriedly said, "We also shouldn’t make it tough for him, it’s not easy for someone to do business away from home. If not, let’s take a little loss, as he also..."

"Alright, alright, leave this matter to me. I’ll take full responsibility, you just focus on preparing to be a boss."

He Biandan nodded, somewhat uncertain.

After finishing the dumplings, it was almost time to work. He Biandan ate the last two dumplings, washed the lunch box, handed it to Ye Tian, said goodbye to He Ku, and heard the advice from the security uncle. He drove into the neighborhood in his three-wheeler, with the carrying pole swaying back and forth, seemingly narrating a father’s hardships.

Ye Tian did not take He Ku directly home but rather to the dog meat hotpot restaurant.

What he had just discussed with He Biandan was true, and it was personally told to him by the owner. Zheng Ergou kept causing trouble every two to three days. Though he was holding in anger and ready to fight back, he was just an ordinary person after all. Even if he didn’t get over it this year and it dragged on to New Year’s Eve or New Year’s Day, what then? He would have vented his anger, but it wouldn’t make money, and he might even face bigger problems. The man from Henan quickly judged that he was losing too much in terms of time cost in this fight. With the time spent, he might as well go home or do something else. This reasoning, figured out by a genuine Henan farmer, would reveal to current university students the very issues of time cost and opportunity cost they struggle to understand.

The working people are the greatest, hiding their achievements and names indeed!

After Zheng Ergou caused a fuss, the hot pot restaurant began to close down, Ye Tian saw the sign saying "closed for rectification" hanging above, and the leftover glass shards from last night were swept into a pile, piled up under the bare locust tree.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered.

"Bro."

"Uh-huh."

"What if people come to fight again later?"

"We’ll handle it the same way we did last night."

"My dad can’t fight."

"Cut it out. Don’t let your dad’s mild appearance fool you, once he starts fighting, nobody can stop him. Come on, let’s go check out the backyard, there’s nobody here."

These types of stores are connected to where the owner lives, business in the front and living quarters in the back, which is convenient, economical, and even saves a lot on rent.

"How do we get in?" He Ku looked left and right, all the stores had already closed up for the New Year, and a few storefronts with no business remained there.

"Duh, climb the wall."

He Ku looked at the tall wall in surprise and stuck out his tongue.

While they were climbing the wall here, the owner came over there.

"Hey hey hey, big brother, what’s going on here?" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Turning around, it turned out the owner had returned.

The color of the fiery clouds spread across Ye Tian’s cheeks.

...

After inviting the two into the store, the owner was busy welcoming them, and Ye Tian and He Ku sat down.

"Big brother, how about we have a drink?"

"No, no, let’s talk business quickly."

The owner wasn’t insistent, he brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup for each of them.

"My last name is Zhao, just call me Old Zhao."

Only then did Ye Tian think that they had fought an empty battle, not even knowing the other person’s full name, and he introduced himself, "My name is Ye Tian, you can just call me Ye."

"Ye, I still have to thank you for yesterday. In this Earth Realm, what I say doesn’t count for everything, but if you ever find yourself in Henan in trouble or needing something important, just mention the name Zhao Sanque, everyone will give you some respect."

Ye Tian smiled, "Hehe, big brother, your name is interesting, Zhao Sanque? The ’Sanque’ as in sparrow?"

"Yeah, the sparrow kind. It’s what they call a home sparrow back where I’m from, that little bird that keeps flitting around the trees."

"From the way you talk, does your name have a story?"

"It does!" Zhao Sanque sipped his tea and continued, "Back when my mother gave birth to me, our family was really poor, truly poor, and on top of that there were a lot of children. That’s the problem back then, the poorer people were, the more children they had, and the more children they had, the poorer they became. My family of eleven, we starved three to death. And that was fewer than most; it was common back then, to not have a few starve to death was considered odd. That’s why they say Henan produces swindlers and thieves, it’s all because of the poverty."