He Ping naturally couldn't resist joining in: "Boss Tang is really something, never forgetting his brothers when making money."
"Alright, let's hear it, how much can each of you contribute now?" Tang Lin took out paper and pen from the shop, wrote down everyone's names, and asked as he looked at them.
Cheng An, Xu Sheng, and He Ping each contributed two thousand.
Yu Cheng, worried it might not be enough, contributed four thousand.
He actually had quite a bit left over, but since this was an investment, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to dominate by contributing too much.
"Brother Tang Lin, I'll contribute ten thousand." Jiang Mianmian said brightly, holding up a finger.
Tang Lin responded, "Alright, I'll also put in ten thousand."
After writing down everyone's contributions on the paper, he calculated it; it totaled to thirty-one thousand, which should be enough. Over the remaining time, the three cake shops would earn quite a bit more anyway.
