Better to Start Early

I sat on his shoulder and exclaimed, "God, thanks to me, I'm not afraid of heights." Carroll took a step back, allowing me to see the entire Cultural Tourism Street. "How's this street for you?" "How are you going to give me this street? I didn't go to school, but I know that the streets and roads belong to the government. Mr. Carroll actually gives me unrealistic hope." I muttered to myself, but I looked at the handmade ice cream stall not far away. I swallowed unconsciously. "Unrealistic hope?" Carroll threw me off his shoulder and pinched my face hard. "Where did you learn these words?" I felt a sharp pain when I was pinched by him. I grimaced and begged for mercy. "Mr. Carroll, I was wrong. My face hurts. I watched it in the video." "Don't look at it anymore." Carroll loosened his grip. "How cruel." I rubbed my face with my red eyes, thinking that he was definitely the kind of person who would abuse cats and dogs. "Do I need to give you unrealistic hope? I'll give you this street in the future. It's getting late. It's time for a child to go to bed." After that, he took my hand and walked in the direction of home. I tried my best to break free. "Eh? I've only visited a third of it. I won't go back." "From now on, this street belongs to you. You can come here every day." Carroll didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Ice cream, I wanted to eat ice cream. I cheated and squatted on the ground. "I'm not leaving. I want ice cream." Carroll was speechless. He was wearing a mask, so I couldn't feel his emotions clearly. I could only feel his helplessness in his eyes. I raised my head, blinked my eyes, and said coquettishly, "I want ice cream." Carroll seemed to sigh. "Jason, go buy ice cream." When I saw Jason walking to the stall, I stood up again. "Mr. Carroll, do you want ice cream?" "I suddenly know why there are so many families who don't want children in the world." Carroll glanced at me and said slowly, "It's really troublesome to raise children." Not long after, I carried a large cup of ice cream and happily followed behind Carroll. "It's delicious. Do you want to have a bite, Mr. Carroll?" "No." I caught up with him and said, "Mr. Carroll, eating sweet food will make you feel better." "If you don't act shamelessly, I'll be in a better mood." "All right, all right!" I said. "It's better to buy some ice cream instead of a street. I really don't understand your world." Carroll looked down at me from the corner of her eyes. I swallowed the ice cream in my mouth and said, "What's the point of giving me a street? Food is better." Carroll stopped in his tracks and glared at me. Then, he quickened his pace and said, "Jason! Tell him." I turned around and walked side by side with Jason. "What can we do on that street? We still have to spend money on ice cream, don't we?" "Young Madam, you can collect rent. We have a total of more than 300 rent stores on Cultural Tourism Street, and 80% of them are long-term rent. The rent is yours." What? I suddenly felt that the ice cream in my hand was no longer delicious. I confirmed with Jason again. "Is the rent all mine?" "Yes, but the next rent collection will be three months later. At that time, the finance will transfer all the money to your account." Jason always spoke as if he was reporting. Three months later... I thought for a moment and continued to ask, "So, can I control the stalls at will?" "Of course, it's up to you to decide who can rent the stalls." After listening to Jason's words, my mood became clear instantly. Wouldn't I become a rich woman in three months? It didn't matter though I couldn't get money in the three months. I could set up a stall myself. The class wouldn't be delayed during the day. I remember there was an empty stall next to the chains stall. I hopped up and down to catch up with Carroll. "Mr. Carroll, you're so great. I like this street very much." "If you like it, how should you thank me?" He took off his mask and looked at me with burning eyes. I thought for a moment, suddenly stood on my toes and kissed his cheek. "Kelly." Carroll narrowed his eyes. "Don't you think you're taking advantage of me like this?" "What?" I blushed at his words. "This is my first kiss, my first kiss. How dare you say that I took advantage of you?" He was a man, but he had a sharp tongue. "First kiss?" Carroll raised my chin and suddenly approached. Her ice-cold lips pressed against my mouth. After kissing me, he returned to his usual coldness. "This is called a kiss." "Humph." He didn't return the chain to me. Instead, he kissed me. What an annoying man. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't lift my head. When the elevator door opened, I got into it. On the morning of the next day, I began to get busy. I found all the ingredients at home and finally decided to sell egg yolk cake. Rose was shocked when she saw me roast the egg yolk cake. "Madam, are you so good at cooking?" "Have a taste." I looked at her expectantly. Rose took a bite and smiled with satisfaction. "It's delicious, Madam. It's better than what's sold outside." "Really?" I was relieved. "Rose, I need small bags now." "Madam, are you going to..." "I'm going to set up a stall on my street!" After I said that, I made a list of things I needed and handed it to Rose. "Ask the men at the door to help you." "Ah?" Rose took the list and was completely surprised. "Really? Are you going to set up a stall?" "Well, it's better to start early!" I nodded and took out another 10,000 dollars. "By the way, ask the bodyguard to give this to Abdi." I was very poor and in need of money. But I really don't want this kind of charity that was given to me for no reason. That night, my egg yolk cake officially made its debut. My stall was right next to the chain stall. I liked this place yesterday. When the girl making chains saw me, she smiled. "It's you. Are you here too?" "Yeah, my name is Kelly. What about you?" I arranged the egg yolk cake neatly, and the "five dollars each" lights were turned on at random. The girl came over, swept the code, and bought a egg yolk cake. "My name is Orva." "Thank you for being my first customer." Looking at the balance of five dollars on my phone, I laughed happily. The two girls, who were about the same age, were very familiar with each other, but I found that the business of Orva's stall was really not very good. She only sold two chains when most of my egg yolk cake was sold. In this way, she wouldn't be able to earn the capital in a day. Seeing that the stall was about to close, a young man with gray hair came straight over. "Orva, have you cooled down? If you've cooled down, come back with me. Perry is still waiting for you to make money for her." My face twitched unconsciously. Perry, could it be that indecent boss Perry? Orva's eyes were delicate and pretty, and she looked aloof. If she was made use of by Perry, would she have a good end? And Mr. Williams. I shivered unconsciously and looked in the direction of Orva.