If the Mad Saint wasn't going to be a little wild about his wine, he truly wouldn't be living up to the name Zhang Yang.
Ji Jin'Er grabbed Han Chuxue's hand. "Sister Han, you should join too! It's more fun with everyone."
"Alright, I'll join."
Han Chuxue nodded.
Zhang Yang and Wang Shifeng were speechless. To think that such a trivial, mundane matter could warrant the presence of Fairy Han... Their worldview was shattering.
The group quickly settled on the investment structure. Wang Meng would hold fifty percent, and the other five would each invest for a ten percent share of the wine shop. A perfect split.
Ji Jin'Er's enthusiasm soared. For the Tenth Princess, opening a wine shop was a novel and fascinating affair. "Wang Meng, what's your wine called?"
"It doesn't have a name yet." Wang Meng had only ever brewed it for himself, drinking it only when he missed his brothers. He'd never thought of naming it.
