Ou Cong looked all sad and gloomy.
Xia Chuyi couldn't help wanting to laugh. She shook her head and said, "It's not that I want you to leave, okay? Back then you were the one insisting on going to G City to do business."
"If you can't bear to leave the family, you can come back, you know." Xia Chuyi deliberately spoke in a very calm tone.
Hearing this, although Ou Cong was full of resentment, he still firmly shook his head and said, "How could I do that?"
"How can doing business in Capital City compare to G City?" Ou Cong said, "Chuyi, you don't know it—over in G City everything is brand new, opportunities everywhere!"
Xia Chuyi doesn't know?
How could Xia Chuyi not know.
At this very time in her previous life, Xia Chuyi had actually been one of the builders of G City.
But to be honest, in any era, at any time, if you want your right hand to achieve something, besides timing, you also need capital.
