At that time, real estate prices in the city were very cheap, and if the economy allowed, Fang Pingying planned to buy several more units. In a few more years, the prices wouldn't just double, but could increase manifold. It would be foolish not to earn this money.
Fang Pingying planned to observe for a while; if the business remained stable, she would go look at houses by the end of the month. She would first buy one nearby that she could live in herself. That way, when Luo Zhiyong came over on weekends, he could stay in his own place, and it would be convenient for her to have a house to stay as she traveled between two places.
Sitting on her own bed warming her feet, Fang Xiu saw Fang Pingying's face filled with smiles as she did her accounting and asked curiously, "Big sister, how exactly do you calculate the money earned in the store? You said it's a partnership with Uncle Zeng, why doesn't Uncle Zeng handle anything, not even the accounting books?"
