Money

"President Chu, you've already helped and taken enough care of us." Old Fang shook his head slightly and said.

"Old Fang, I have more important things for you to do later on. Are you confident in doing this well?" Chu Ning asked with a smile.

After hearing Chu Ning's words, Old Fang replied nervously, "I... I'm not sure. President Chu, what do you want me to do?"

"Actually, it's not difficult. I'm going to open a big supermarket here, and I need you and your friends to help." Chu Ning had already made a plan in her mind. The actual managers of this supermarket were her parents. Old Fang and his friends would be responsible for the transportation of goods and other chores in the supermarket.

They had to get rid of the identity and label of vagrants and reintegrate into society.

"But my ability is limited. I always mess things up when I come into contact with people. This will affect your business." Old Fang had some concerns and was a little worried.