Qi Fenglian was fuming. He kept saying that she was trying to compete, but what was there to compete with? What could she use for that? It was all about making calculations for their own benefit, yet he made it sound like something else.
"I know we can't compare, I just feel that we can't rely on working for others forever. Once we have some capital, we can also start a small business. Wouldn't that be better than getting up early and going to bed late like now?" Qi Fenglian said, trying to contain her anger.
Zhang Jisheng felt a stir in his heart, and fell silent before saying, "The wages are only so much, where is the capital supposed to come from? We're not cut out for business!"
Qi Fenglian replied, "But doesn't everything start from small beginnings? The Taiguo wife started out just pushing a cart, and she built her business from there!"
Zhang Jisheng didn't speak anymore.
