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"Not now?" Yan Zirong was surprised by Qiao Zi'an's actions. Ever since she came here, Qiao Zi'an had paid more attention to this bottle of red wine than to her. But now that the waiter had prepared all the tools, Qiao Zi'an suddenly stopped his actions as if he had lost all interest.

Qiao Zi'an stared at the open gift box on the table, "There are no red wine on the market for 79 years of Bordeaux. You are quite willing to part with it."

"The main reason is that you, Mister Qiao, are too arrogant and too difficult to make an appointment with." Since Qiao Zi'an mentioned this, Yan Zirong didn't stand on ceremony and directly taunted him.

Qiao Zi'an frowned and didn't continue the conversation. Instead, he directly ignored Yan Zirong's sharp words and got straight to the point, "I'm already here. What do you need to talk to me about?"

"Since you're going straight to the point, I'll just say it." Yan Zirong glanced at the red wine in the gift box. Qiao Zi'an didn't seem to have the slightest intention of opening the wine, and Yan Zirong also didn't want to waste any more time on these trivial matters. Originally, she wasn't very interested in red wine, so this bottle of extremely expensive red wine was merely a tool for her to get close to Qiao Zi'an.

"I want to start a company. Through these few days of field exploration, I feel that the company can mainly do investment finance and property analysis." Yan Zirong took out her long prepared proposal and pushed it in front of Qiao Zi'an.

Qiao Zi'an casually glanced at the cover of the plan and sneered, "Investment company? You really dare to think about it. "

Yan Zirong didn't pay attention to Qiao Zi'an's sneer. Even her serious face didn't change at all. She just stared at Qiao Zi'an without blinking.

"Are you serious?" The mockery on Qiao Zi'an's face gradually disappeared as he asked with a tense face.

"How do you know I'm kidding?" Yan Zirong asked seriously. She had been serious from the start, and sometimes having nowhere to retreat to was the best way out.

"…" After a moment of silence, Qiao Zi'an seemed to confirm Yan Zirong's determination. He stared at Yan Zirong for a few minutes before asking, "How much is the starting capital of the company?"

"10 million."

"Ten million and you want to start an investment company? Are you dreaming or am I dreaming? " Qiao Zi'an hit Yan Zirong mercilessly. No matter what, Yan Zirong had left a deep impression on him. This person did not even have the ability to handle his own family matters. With such weakness, saying that he was going to open an investment company was unrealistic for Qiao Zi'an.

"You're not dreaming, and I'm not dreaming either." Yan Zirong couldn't do anything about the starting fund except for the 10 million yuan and a portion of the property she owned. Otherwise, she wouldn't have pestered Qiao Zi'an for help so stubbornly. I still have a portion of the real estate that I can use as collateral. However, if the initial period is properly run, ten million is more than enough to start an investment company. "

What Yan Zirong said was not wrong. According to his many years of experience in the financial world, Qiao Zi'an understood this point very well. However, in the end, he never believed in Yan Zirong's personal abilities.

Looking at the solemn Yan Zirong, Qiao Zi'an suddenly felt a little interested in the proposal she made. Flipping through two pages, Qiao Zi'an was surprised to find that Yan Zirong's thoughts on investing were in line with his own.

Qiao Zi'an raised his head and looked up at the delicate woman in front of him again. She was gentle and inexperienced. No matter how he looked at it, she was the kind of person who was suitable to be taught by a couple at home.

"What do you think of the Crystal Palace?" Closing the proposal, Qiao Zi'an changed the topic and directly turned the topic towards the crystal palace.

Seeing that Qiao Zi'an was finally willing to open his own proposal and take a glance at it, before Yan Zirong could explain her plan, Qiao Zi'an had already closed the plan and changed the topic.

Yan Zirong tightened her grip on the table. Was it still not okay? He had already worked so hard.

"How about what?" Although she was gradually feeling disappointed and depressed, Yan Zirong still forced herself to focus on replying to Qiao Zi'an. As long as Qiao Zi'an didn't leave, she would still have a chance. What do you mean? "

Qiao Zi'an swept his gaze across the entire hall, "You can do anything you want, I want to hear your opinion."

Was he testing himself? Yan Zirong understood another meaning from Qiao Zi'an's words. Her eyes slowly recovered, "The Crystal Palace's words, no matter if it's exterior or interior decoration, are considered very high-end. However, the turnover is rather worrying."

Stealthily glancing at Qiao Zi'an, Yan Zirong felt nervous when she saw that he had no reaction and was only tasting the tea with a teacup.

"Why do you think the turnover is worrisome?" Qiao Zi'an didn't raise his head. His eyes were still focused on the tea in the cup. Occasionally, he would blow on it softly.

"I've been here before, and the hall is just like today." Yan Zirong looked at the empty hall and continued, "It's clearly the center of the city and it's time for lunch, but the business inside the shop is so lonely. Aren't you worried?"

Qiao Zi'an put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at Yan Zirong, "Just based on what you said, I already think you're not suitable to be an investment company."

Yan Zirong had some doubt in her eyes. She didn't think that she was wrong. "Why?"

"That's right. What you said is the truth. It's just that I want to ask you a few questions." Qiao Zi'an tapped on the table with his right index finger in a rhythmic manner, making Yan Zirong panic.

"What problem?" Yan Zirong pondered over the possible loopholes in her words with rapt attention.

"First of all, when was the last time you were here, during the day or during the night, at about what time?" Without waiting for Yan Zirong's reply, Qiao Zi'an asked, "Secondly, what are you doing here, and where are you going to spend your money?"

At the same time, Qiao Zi'an stopped tapping his index finger. Instantly, the entire hall became frighteningly quiet. Qiao Zi'an shot a sharp look at Yan Zirong, "Miss Yan Zirong, can you answer me?"

Yan Zirong pursed her lips but did not reply. It wasn't that she was unable to answer, but she suddenly understood the problem Qiao Zi'an pointed out.

The last time Yan Zirong had come to the Crystal Palace, it was also for lunch, but the crystal palace was open for business twenty-four hours a day.