"There is no profit in spare parts, and the feasibility is not great. The people who deal with it are also..."

Mrs. Song frowned, that's not a business suitable for women.

"She insists on making spare parts. If you have time, tell her to make some. But remember, you can't invest money, it is definitely a transaction that will never return."

After Mrs. Song finished speaking, Song Bei'an smiled and said, "Meat buns beat dogs, right?"

"It's good that you know, mom is not joking with you."

Mrs. Song feels that now that her son is making progress, he is willing to fight with Su Nianen here, so don't stop him.

As long as you don't get to the point where you have to get married, everything is possible.

Now people, the more they can't get it, the more they want it. Once you get it, you may find that it is not the case, and it will naturally fall apart.

Moreover, the more blocked, the deeper their emotions.

If no one stopped them, they might break up because of various conflicts.

Mrs. Song left the Drunken Wind Bureau early the next morning. Although Maomi Jones was still there, she never came back.

Su Nianen finally investigated the cosmetics market. Although the cosmetics were a whim, she still had some ideas.

Maybe in practice, cosmetics will be easier to implement than spare parts.

After Su Nianen got the research materials and data, she arranged everything around her and left Maomi Jones.

Before leaving, I didn't see Song Bei'an, because the door of Zuifengju next door hadn't been opened for two days, that is to say, he hadn't come back for two days.

Su Nianen got into the car, and turned her head to look at Zuifengju where the door was closed.

Milia leaned against Su Nian'en, watched her turn her head several times, and couldn't help but say:

"Sister, when Mr. Song comes back, I will convey it to you."

"Um."

Su Nianen smiled and confessed, "Don't bully him."

"understood."

Miria, Archer and others sent Su Nian'en to the airport, and they didn't go back until they saw her go through the security check.

*

Su Nianen did not return to Qingdu, but transferred directly from the international airport to her grandmother's house.

Su Nian'en didn't call her mother, and on the way to her grandmother's house by car, she kept recalling the events of her childhood in her mind.

At that time, she was still young, always following behind her cousin.

They took her to catch fish, and they took her to tread streams. In the sweltering summer weather, soaking your feet in the stream water is icy cold and very comfortable.

Sometimes Chinese New Year is also at grandma's house, and that is a very happy time.

Many relatives and elders gathered together, and the smell of firecrackers lingered in the air. The children piled up red envelopes containing ten yuan and lined up at the window of the canteen to buy sweets.

So many wonderful memories, vividly in my mind.

She hasn't been to her grandmother's house for several years, not since graduation.

Su Nianen felt guilty, how could she forget that there was an old man who loved her so much?

The car stopped at Wuyun Town, and my grandmother's house was at the end of the street in this town. Strictly speaking, it's not a town anymore, and the market can't even be placed there.

Su Nianen pulled the suitcase and walked through the changed town step by step.

The last time I came here, although the new street has been built here, there are not so many high-rise buildings. There are even buildings with elevators in small towns, what a big change.

After crossing the new street, we finally arrived at the familiar old street.

The dilapidated low and old facade, the dilapidated house with dilapidated walls, there are still one or two faces in memory.

In an instant, she actually traveled back to the past like a dream. She went back to the time when she was a child and went back to her grandma with her parents every time.

For a moment, tears of happiness filled his eyes.