"Business?" Jin Weilan was stunned. She didn't expect Jiang Ning to say these words. The Marquis Mansion is a family of officials and a high-ranking family. How could the daughter of the Marquis Mansion want to do something like doing business?
It can be seen from Jiang Mengyue's face that she has contempt and disdain for the merchants.
But now the rich lady in front of her told her that she wanted to do business?
Jin Weilan was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses and asked, "Is Miss Jiang kidding me?"
"No." Jiang Ning shook her head and looked serious, "The business I want to do is this Jinyun cloth. I believe that clothes made of Jinyun cloth will be popular in the capital soon. I will pay the capital expenses and Miss Jin will buy the cloth and we'll split the profit fifty-fifty."
"If the Cloud brocade cloth cannot be sold and a loss occurs, it will be on my account, and Miss Jin does not need to bear the risk."
After Jiang Ning finished speaking, she paused for a while, her face slightly moved, "If Miss Jin can trust me... then buy this Cloud brocade cloth, it will definitely sell for a high price."
Jin Weilan is cheerful and a wonderful person.
Jiang Ning wanted to take her to make money together, but she was afraid that she wouldn't trust her. After all, the matter was mysterious and no one could predict what would happen in the future. Cloud brocade cloth was so expensive that she was afraid of losing money.
She knows what will happen in the future, but she can't speak out.
Jiang Ning looked at Jin Weilan with a serious expression.
Jin Weilan was speechless and didn't say anything for a long time, thinking about what Jiang Ning said in her heart.
Ms. Jiang has said so. She will pay the capital expenses, and if there is a profit they will split it fifty-fifty, she will bear all the losses. There is nothing to disagree with.
But why did Miss Jiang suddenly propose doing business?
Besides, when she first arrived in the capital, how much money did she have on her?
Jin Weilan was silent for a while and asked, "How much capital can Miss Jiang invest?"
Jiang Ning was impoverished. When she first arrived in the capital, her mother gave her a box of jewelry and some silver, but these were far from enough for the brocade cloth business.
But that wasn't a problem...she had already thought about it.
There is another valuable thing on her body, which is the jade pendant given by Chu Yunli.
She saved Chu Yunli's life and it was time for him to repay her kindness.
The life of the future regent should be worth five thousand taels of silver...
Besides, she won't ask for five thousand taels for no reason, it was just a temporary loan. When all the Cloud brocade cloth was sold, the money would be returned to him.
She didn't dare to covet the regent's money.
Jiang Ning said calmly, "Five thousand taels."
Jin Weilan was drinking tea at the moment. After hearing Jiang Ning's words, she choked on a mouthful of tea and coughed suddenly, "Cough! Cough..." After coughing for a while, her face turned red.
"You, how much did you say?"
"Five thousand taels." Jiang Ning said calmly again.
Jin Weilan's eyes widened in disbelief, "You have five thousand taels? Didn't you just come back from the Village? How can you have so much silver?!"
Regardless of whether she came back from the Village or not...
The noble ladies of the capital’s aristocratic families can’t afford five thousand taels!
Jin Weilan looked at Jiang Ning in shock. Jiang Ning's face was calm, and it didn't look like she was deceiving her.
She smiled lightly and said, "There is no need to ask Miss Jin about this. I have a way to get five thousand taels, as long as Miss Jin agrees to do this business with me."
"By the way... please keep this matter secret and don't disclose it to the outside world."
Jin Weilan looked at Jiang Ning and wondered in her heart, how was she going to get five thousand taels?
Suspicious, Jin Weilan nodded and agreed, "Okay, since you said so, it won't be good if I refuse anymore."
"I'll do this business with you!"
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