Zhang Fugui, despite having a large family and business, decided to forgo the expense when he heard about needing to pay for ten bodyguards.
If it was about paying the salaries for ten bodyguards for a month or two, he could afford it. He was just worried that once he paid, he would have to continue paying until his death, which was no small amount.
Thinking this, he didn't insist further, "Alright, you're grown up now, have some money in hand, and are being a bit willful."
"Little Yu, you've grown up too, have money in hand, and it's normal to spend lavishly. But you need to learn financial management and investment." Zhang Fugui was surprised to realize he had never taught Zhang Yu about financial management.
Zhang Yu, of course, nodded repeatedly, "Actually, I don't understand investment, nor am I good at it. But from the assets my dad left to me, I learned a bit. It's okay not to invest since not everyone is as skilled as Sister Xiao Yun."
