"What should we do now? Two hundred thousand is not a small amount." Gu Mingzhu silently calculated in her mind. Her jewelry and accessories were worth quite a bit, but there was still a gap compared to two hundred thousand.
The house was mortgaged to the bank, and they couldn’t borrow more money.
Her uncle’s family was already doing well without relying on the Gu Family’s support, let alone borrowing money. The uncles and elders usually earned money with the help of the Gu Family. Now, thinking of borrowing money from them was harder than climbing the sky, not to mention they couldn’t gather two hundred thousand as a whole family.
Unless the Jiang Family...
Gu Mingzhu felt a sinking heart. She and Jiang Jing were not happy due to Zhao Xiu’s matters, and if another two hundred thousand came up, what would Jiang Jing think? Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Mingzhu." Gu Hai looked at Gu Mingzhu, all his hopes pinned on her.
"Dad, I’ll talk to Jiang Jing about this. Don’t worry." Gu Mingzhu reassured him, fearing Gu Hai would directly approach Jiang Jing. She said, "This is not a small sum, and Jiang Jing has been busy lately. I’ll get back to you tomorrow, okay?"
"Mingzhu, back then it was you who suggested the idea of the pharmaceutical business, and we made a bit of money, which led us to consider setting up a factory." Gu Hai spoke earnestly, "Rest assured, this money can be considered as Jiang Family’s investment or a loan from them; either is fine."
"Okay." Gu Mingzhu agreed, but felt unsure inside.
Gu Mingzhu specially accompanied Zhao Xiu to the hospital for leg treatment.
"Mingzhu, you’re pregnant, and the weather outside is hot, be careful not to exhaust yourself."
Jiang Jing noticed how busy Gu Mingzhu had been lately and softened a lot. She was pregnant, after all.
"It’s alright, as long as Zhao Xiu’s leg can be healed, my heart will be happy." Gu Mingzhu was still as gentle as ever. She hesitated slightly and looked at Jiang Jing, saying, "Jiang Jing."
"What’s wrong?" Jiang Jing asked.
Gu Mingzhu seemed to be in a dilemma.
"Mingzhu, I heard that Dad’s pharmaceutical factory had some problems?"
Jiang Jing’s words naturally led Gu Mingzhu to voice her concerns. She looked at Jiang Jing expectantly. They were husband and wife, and in this matter, she hoped Jiang Jing could help her father. After all, helping her father meant that Jiang Jing valued her more.
"Mingzhu, I can’t make the decision on this." Jiang Jing sighed. If it were twenty thousand, he wouldn’t even hesitate, but for two hundred thousand, he had to discuss it with his parents.
"Jiang Jing, discussing with your parents is necessary. My dad wanted me to get your parents’ opinion first. After all, it’s not a small amount." Gu Mingzhu tried hard to explain to Jiang Jing the future prospects of the factory. As long as they invested two hundred thousand, the future profits would at least double.
"Then at noon, let’s go home and ask my parents." Jiang Jing comforted, "Don’t worry too much, people can always find a way."
"Hmm, Jiang Jing, you’re the best!" Gu Mingzhu looked at Jiang Jing with admiration, feeling that she had indeed chosen the right man.
Under the doctors’ consultation, Zhao Xiu’s leg was said to have a chance of being healed, but the medical conditions in South City were insufficient; she needed to go to Guangcheng or a larger place to have a look.
"Going that far? Forget it." Zhao Xiu didn’t have much hope to begin with. Hearing she had to go as far as Guangcheng, she immediately felt unwilling. Rather than seeking out this slim hope, she’d rather take good care of her parents and brother at home. How much time would be wasted on running around every day?