"If it's just for me, it's really not necessary."
"Musen, my liking you is my own business, you know that, you can't dissuade me."
Ming Yue's smile remained unchanged as she looked at Musen, "If you truly don't care about me, then why do you avoid me every day?
If you're so confident that you won't fall for me, then why not just work together openly and straightforwardly?
After all, you have to work with someone, so why can't it be me? This could be considered as keeping the benefits within our own circle, right~"
Ming Yue narrowed her eyes, the bubble tea in her hand making her feel as if she was sipping a luxurious red wine.
Her words did have a bit of a commanding feel to them.
Actually, Musen did feel a sort of inner evasiveness when faced with Ming Yue, but she was right; if he truly didn't care about her, why would he purposely avoid her?
Furthermore, her speech had indeed seen significant changes.
Musen's gaze lingered on the bloodstain on her leg for a moment before he spoke up, "What kind of cooperation do you have in mind?"
Seeing him soften, Ming Yue's smile immediately grew more delighted.
"The takeout business you're running now, as well as this bubble tea shop, can't do without disposable meal boxes and plastic cups, but the quality of the current ones varies greatly, and the prices are hard to standardize. So, I took over a plastic processing factory from my family. I can supply your plastic products at the lowest prices and highest quality, and they can be customized.
Ming Yue laid out her plan.
Musen listened, and his heart stirred; he had actually thought about this before.
In the era of takeout, customized disposable tableware is very important. Shops with attractive packaging give the impression of being reliable, sanitary, and refined.
And now, the takeout business is just getting started.
Mostly they use poor-quality paper bowls, packed in plastic bags, which is not only unattractive but also a problem if a bit of hot soup is put into them; they may leak or even break, and they're not healthy.
It can cost a portion of potential customers.
So, as the takeout industry develops, various types of customized disposable tableware will definitely become a covert sunrise industry.
But such a tangible industry requires a substantial investment to set up a qualified large factory. It often takes several millions to equip and staff.
Musen can't afford it right now and collaborating with others wouldn't give him a price advantage.
But since Ming Yue has her own factory, that solves everything.
This was an offer Musen couldn't refuse.
He looked at Ming Yue.
While admiring her intelligence, he also knew that she must have been keeping tabs on his operations; otherwise, she wouldn't have known exactly what he needed.
Musen took a deep breath.
Damn it, why does it still feel like I'm living off a woman?
"Musen, you can be difficult with me, but you wouldn't be difficult with money, right? Your uncles and aunts would be happy if you could make money."
Ming Yue spoke calmly and slowly.
Musen looked at her, "My current orders can't support the capacity of your factory. Aren't you afraid of losing money?"
"Because I believe in you, and I trust my own judgment even more."
Ming Yue smiled, her gaze sparkling, "In ancient times, there was 'playing with the lords with beacons of war,' seeking only for the lady's smile. If it makes you happy, even bankruptcy is worth it to me."
As Ming Yue uttered these words, her phoenix-like eyes conveyed an inherent nobility; she swished the bubble tea in her hand, exuding quite the imperial air of a female monarch.
Musen didn't want to admit it.
But sometimes, a kept life can indeed be quite tempting...