Get the coffee ready for me

After a few brief words, Zhao Mengrou left in a hurry.

The three of them sat and rested for a while before Su Yang took Li Muhan to Jiang Mengyun's shop to talk business.

Although Li Muhan hadn't made coffee for a long time, her skills were definitely still there.

Jiang Mengyun asked her to make a latte and a pour-over. She did a great job with both styles, perfectly meeting the standards.

In the end, Li Muhan was successfully hired with a monthly salary of twelve thousand. Afterwards, Su Yang made a small investment of one million in Jiang Mengyun's coffee shop.

Naturally, he didn't invest this money just to drink coffee. He could drink that stuff at home anytime, however he wanted, and it would taste even better.

His main purpose for investing was actually to become one of the owners of the coffee shop, so he would have a reason to pay Li Muhan a higher salary.

Later on, it would also allow Li Muhan and Jiang Mengyun to work hard on this coffee business, open more branches, and make more money.

As for how Li Muhan would develop in the future and what achievements she could reach, that was not something he considered. Anyway, he had already paved the way and done everything he should. The rest would depend on themselves.

At three in the afternoon, Li Muhan stayed at the coffee shop to familiarize herself with the procedures, while Su Yang left alone first.

On the way, he dialed Pan Ning's number.

After a few rings, the call connected.

"Speak," Pan Ning said calmly.

"What are you doing?"

"Playing tennis."

"Playing tennis? With whom?"

"With two guys and a girl."

Hearing this, Su Yang smiled. "You're playing tennis with guys? What are their names? Do I know them?"

"You know them."

"Who? Let's hear it."

"Your good Old Meng."

"Damn, I was wondering who it was," Su Yang said. Then, Meng Wenzhou's voice came from the phone, "Old Su!! Come exercise!"

Besides Meng Wenzhou's voice, Su Yang also heard the voices of Meng Qianyu and Liu Bo.

He smiled and asked, "Where are you guys?"

"At my parents' house," Meng Wenzhou said, panting as he walked over to Pan Ning and took the phone.

"Are you guys having a get-together?"

"Sort of, we're planning to have a casual meal. Fatty and I have been dealing with the racetrack business these past two days, right? We just happened to run into Pan Pan earlier, so we dragged her over for dinner."

"Oh, I see."

"Pan Pan said you went to Lincheng?"

"Yeah, came back this morning."

"Then come over for dinner if you have nothing going on right now!"

"Never mind, I just finished my business and I'm on my way home. I need to go back and get some rest."

"Alright then. By the way, the racetrack stuff is pretty much sorted out. Wait for my notice tomorrow or the day after to transfer the money to my company's account."

Su Yang nodded. "OK, once we completely take it over, we'll still have to renovate the racetrack. We might have to spend another large sum of money."

"For sure, but there's no rush for now. We can talk about the details when the time comes," Meng Wenzhou laughed.

"OK, then pass the phone to Pan Pan. I have something to tell her."

"Sure."

A few seconds later, Pan Ning took the phone and asked, "What's up?"

"I just finished dealing with my stuff, so I don't have anything going on at the moment. How about we take a trip back to Yangcheng tomorrow?"

"Sure."

"Great, I'll call my parents in a bit to let them know."

"Alright."

"That's it for now, hanging up. Have fun, I'm going back to take a shower."

Right after hanging up, Su Yang called his mom.

"Hey, Mom."

"Hey, Yangyang, have you guys finalized the time?"

"Yeah, it's set. We're coming back tomorrow."

"Awesome! Then I'll head out early tomorrow morning to buy groceries and prepare."

"By the way, is your girlfriend pretty? What's her style?" Chen Liping asked curiously.

Su Yang grinned. "Super pretty. You'll see her tomorrow."

"Hehe, I'm not worried about your taste, kid."

"However..." Su Yang hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Her personality might be... how should I put it, she doesn't like to talk much and is quite introverted. So take it easy when the time comes, don't scare her."

"Tch, you haven't even brought her home yet and you're already defending her? Don't you know what kind of personality your mom has? As long as she's the one you've chosen, I'll unconditionally treat her well."

"Hehe, I know. I was just saying."

"Alright, we'll talk more when you get back tomorrow. Oh right, one last question, this girlfriend of yours, Xiao Pan, right? Is she from Haicheng?"

"Yes, a Haicheng local. Her family does big business, she's a wealthy heiress."

"Wealthy... Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true."

"No, but if she's a wealthy heiress, why would she take a liking to you?"

"Eh? Mom, what are you saying? Your son isn't bad either, okay? I've got a great body, good looks, and I'm quite rich too."

"No matter what, you can't compare to the deep pockets of a big family like hers. Sigh, it's our fault for not being capable enough..."

"Oh, Mom, why are you saying all this? If your son is capable, doesn't that mean you're capable? Anyway, you guys are rich now too, so you need to show off that aura, you know?"

"I know, I know."

"Alright then, make a big feast tomorrow."

"Don't worry, your mom might not be good at other things, but I'm confident in my cooking."

"That's good. That's it for now, hanging up."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yang routinely transferred some money to his parents.

He divided it into four transactions, five hundred thousand each time, transferring a total of two million.

...

Soon, Su Yang returned home.

Haicheng in September was still very hot, and the afternoon sun was a bit scorching.

Su Yang made himself an iced coffee and went alone to the backyard of his villa, lying down on a shaded lounge chair to rest.

Although it was a bit hot outdoors, it didn't affect him much.

At this time, the sunlight spilled onto the surface of the swimming pool in front of him, making it sparkle.

Su Yang didn't play on his phone either. Taking a rare moment to enjoy his own time, he just lay quietly on the chair, sipping his coffee and smoking a cigarette.

Inside the yard, apart from the rustling sound of the gentle breeze brushing against the leaves, there were no other noises.

"Mmm, so comfortable, quiet, and cozy."

[Ding, detected that the host is relaxed and fully enjoying the present moment. Rewarding 3,000,000.]

As the system's voice faded, Su Yang closed his eyes with a smile and unknowingly fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sky had grown dark, and the bustling city's neon lights at the foot of the distant mountain had already been lit up.

Su Yang sat up, twisted his neck, and stretched lazily as a gust of evening breeze brushed against his face.

"Woohoo, so comfortable."

After sitting in a daze for a while, he was just about to go inside to make himself some dinner.

Right at that moment, his phone rang.

Su Yang picked up the phone and answered it.

"Where are you?" Pan Ning's voice came through the phone.

"At home. I took a nap earlier and just woke up."

"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I was planning to whip something up casually. Are you guys done eating?"

"Mhm, on the way back."

"Alright, so are you planning to go home, or go 'home'?" Su Yang slightly emphasized the tone on the second 'home'.

Pan Ning naturally knew what he meant. She said calmly, "I'll be there in ten minutes. Get my coffee ready."

Su Yang grinned. "I knew you would come. Do you want anything else to eat?"

"No, I'm good. Just make something for yourself."

"Alright then. Drive safe, safety first."

"Got it. Hanging up now."

The call ended. Su Yang grabbed his empty cup and walked back inside.

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