Mr. He continued, "But before the New Year, he got into a serious fight and someone injured his right hand badly."
"Everyone involved in that incident has been dealt with accordingly, but the young man’s hand never healed properly. It’s not very flexible anymore."
"He can’t be a bartender anymore, and now he’s become quite despondent."
"Mr. Yan, would it be possible for you to take a look at it?"
This time, Yan Feifan agreed without hesitation. "No problem. How about this, Mr. He, have him come next week..."
He thought for a moment, then said, "Next Wednesday afternoon. Have him come find me at the hospital. I’ll do an examination first to see what the specific situation is."
Mr. He’s face lit up. "Next Wednesday, no problem. I’ll definitely bring him over."
"Mr. Yan, thank you so much..."
Having achieved his goal, He Pengfei quickly took his leave. Yan Feifan and Yu Suye also gathered their things and left the hospital.
When the two of them returned to their residence at Zuimo Court, they found his sister was already back, drinking alone in a somber mood.
Yan Feifan asked with concern, "Sis, what’s wrong? Did you have a fight?"
Yan Ziruo shook her head. "No fight. I just spent the afternoon with him and a friend of his, talking about a startup project for half the day."
"What kind of startup project?" Yan Feifan asked curiously.
"Mobile food trucks."
Yan Ziruo elaborated, "Battery-powered food trucks that you can drive around. They’re modular, eco-friendly, and safe."
"They said that cities aren’t banning night market economies anymore, but they still have to care about the city’s appearance."
"Standardized, uniform mobile food trucks like these are the way of the future."
Yan Feifan remained noncommittal and asked, "Did he ask you for an investment?"
Yan Ziruo shook her head. "He didn’t, no. But maybe he was waiting for me to bring it up."
She sighed softly. "It’s a good thing for a man to be ambitious, but the chances of a startup succeeding are generally not high."
"If our investment fails, Feifan, you have your doctor’s salary, so our lives won’t be affected much."
"But if he fails, he’ll have nothing left. He might even end up drowning in debt."
"I’m suddenly starting to think his head’s in the clouds and he’s a bit unreliable."
Yan Feifan chuckled. "Every man dreams of getting rich overnight. Who knows, maybe he’ll actually succeed."
"Maybe he will..."
Yan Ziruo huffed. "Still, I think entrepreneurship is an absolute luxury for the poor."
Then she urged, "Hey, it’s almost ten. Feifan, hurry up and get ready for bed. You have to go to Jingcheng tomorrow..."
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