Chapter 53 - The Perfect Excuse – Identity Is Self-Made
Chapter 53 The Perfect Excuse – Identity Is Self-Made
Huajie Courtyard!
Another night of bustling lives and diverse destinies. The plan Bai Zimo proposed—Was like a speeding train. Now that all parties had heard it,
Should they get on or not?
Get on — and no one knew where it was headed.
Stay behind — and they might regret it forever.
“Zimo, are you confident about this?”
“Things have to be done, at worst it’ll be like the Time Inn—we just need to find someone to manage it.”
“Alright, Grandma still supports you.”
Zimo’s grandma never held him back. She always encouraged him to venture and strive forward. She even supported him going all in to start a business. Such a gambling instinct!
Maybe it came from her Fujian roots.
According to her, it was like this.
“Like those who braved the western front or ventured to the northeast—full of dangers, uncertain futures, yet still went. Just like Fujianese who set sail into the unknown, feet not touching the ground but still marching on. You have a goal—what’s there to hesitate about?”
The Bai family always charged ahead. But things were different in other families. Another round of arguments broke out—Hua Zi’s parents were fighting!
“There’s nothing wrong with Boss Xie, but following him means no income now. We need to live.”
“Why can’t you stand up on your own? Are you just going to let the opportunity Zimo offered slip by?”
“I want to take it, but I don’t know how!”
“He’s just a kid—did he know how from the start? Learn! What did you learn following Boss Xie all this time?”
Xia Lao’er: “……”
People were simply different!
Bai Zimo could make money in elementary school. Hua Zi decided to team up with her mom—They had to drag Xia Lao’er out of his stubborn corner.
Meanwhile…
Xie Wanghe’s parents were also arguing!
It was Liang Haihong trying to get Boss Xie to cut his losses.
“Zimo is right—cut your losses in time, or you’ll be stuck on that sinking ship for years.”
“What does Zimo know, huh? What could he possibly know?”
“I’m not broke! I’m just giving President Sun a bit more time to raise funds!”
Liang Haihong was furious.
“A little more time? It’s been almost a year with no income. You’re still clinging to your past glory.”
“Yeah! I am clinging. How dare you look down on the shipping trade? Shippers fed all of Huajie!”
“Can’t let go of your pride, huh? So noble and high-up. But we need to live. If you won’t go, I will!”
Liang Haihong was still the more rational one.
Bai Zimo’s first startup—an inn!
He only pulled in Grandma Ma. Now Grandma Ma and Siyi’s lives were much easier. Now Zimo was getting into tourism.
If they didn’t jump aboard now—There would be nothing left for them in the future. This time, even Xie Wanghe supported his mom.
Sun the Cripple could afford a Benz but not shipping fees?
Who would believe someone like that?
Only Boss Xie would keep pretending for pride’s sake.
On the other side, Bai Zimo wasn’t idle either. He brought two bottles of wine to visit Shao Xingchi’s house.
“Zimo, you bringing me late-night snacks?”
Shao Xingchi was in a good mood!
Zimo rolled his eyes.
“Get lost! I’m here for your dad.”
“Yo, Zimo’s here!”
“Uncle Shao, I need a favor from you.”
“Speak, if I can help, I will!”
“I’m planning to open a travel agency and buy some cruise boats, but about the funds…”
Shao Bingyi’s face changed. Clearly showing a ‘no money, only my life to give’ attitude.
Before Zimo could finish—He cut him off and started playing the pity card.
“Zimo, Uncle’s household is really tight. You know this. I really can’t scrape anything together!”
This time, Bai Zimo’s partnership plan—He never expected Uncle Shao to invest.
“No, you misunderstood—I’m not here to ask for money or a loan.”
“Oh! So I got the wrong idea!”
Shao Bingyi laughed awkwardly.
Not asking for money…
Well, he could’ve said that sooner, then what’s with the gifts?
“It’s like this—I’m planning to sell the heirloom my dad left me.”
This time, there was a perfect excuse!
The system space held a stash of antiques. It was time to cash out some of them.
“What? You’re selling your heirloom?” Shao Bingyi perked up immediately!
“Doing things always involves risks. Right now, this is my only option.”
Shao Xingchi looked shocked.
“Your family really has heirlooms?”
“Why would I lie? I was only allowed to use it after I became an adult.”
“Zimo, didn’t know you were a hidden rich second generation!”
“Yep, I won’t pretend anymore—I’m rich, surprise!”
Shao Xingchi: “……”
Look at this guy acting all dramatic.
“Dad, I’m an adult too, where’s my heirloom?”
“You want a broken leg too? I’ll give you that!”