But just talking isn’t enough; there must be proof. Therefore, Brian Grant took out the rebate voucher to prove that he really had this ability.

However, even these two points weren’t enough. The most important thing was that Brian Grant kept emphasizing that during this period, Helen Brooks wouldn’t have to spend any money.

To Helen Brooks, it felt like at the very least, this deal wouldn’t result in a loss.

On this basis, Brian Grant and Helen Brooks naturally had a very pleasant discussion, and soon signed two contracts.

One was a standard business contract, stipulating the responsibilities of both parties, profit distribution, and some details.

The other was a confidentiality agreement, forbidding any disclosure of Brian Grant’s involvement. Helen Brooks didn’t really understand this, but he didn’t dare to ask more.

As for a betting agreement, Helen Brooks absolutely refused to sign—five hundred taels was no small sum.

Before leaving, Brian Grant didn’t forget to have someone pack up some food, and then suddenly remembered something else. He handed over two taels of silver and said, “Since it’s inconvenient for me to show my face, I’d like to trouble you, sir, to buy some old clothes for me—clothes for a child about thirteen or fourteen years old.”

Helen Brooks was puzzled and asked, “Why do you want to buy old clothes, dear nephew?”

Brian Grant replied, “It’s to help you attract customers. I’ll pay for it up front, and anyway, I’ll get it back from the profits later.”

Upon hearing this, Helen Brooks looked a bit embarrassed, pushed the money back, and said, “I already know your abilities, dear nephew, and I believe you’ll do what you say. There’s no need for you to spend this money—besides, my family happens to have some old clothes.”

Brian Grant didn’t insist, just thanked him, since he never really intended to pay anyway—after all, that was his pocket money for a month.

After leaving the Chen residence, Brian Grant stretched lazily and rolled his neck, thinking to himself, This guy’s body really is a bit weak. Looks like I’ll have to pay more attention to exercise!

“Big brother!”

Suddenly, a sneaky voice called out from behind.

Brian Grant turned around and saw a shifty-looking boy half-hidden in the corner, grinning at him foolishly. He couldn’t help but laugh and walked over.

This boy was none other than the little beggar, Peter Clark.

“Big brother!”

When Peter Clark saw Brian Grant coming, he hurried out as well, looking rather embarrassed on his dirty little face.

“Here you go!”

Brian Grant handed the wooden basket in his hand to Peter Clark.

“Thank you, big brother! Thank you, big brother!”

Peter Clark took the basket excitedly, his eyes brimming with tears.

Brian Grant suddenly asked, “Do you want to make money?”

Peter Clark stared blankly at Brian Grant.

Brian Grant repeated, “I’m asking you, do you want to make money?”

Peter Clark said, “I do, but... but I’m too young, I can’t make money.”

“Small money depends on strength, but if you want to make big money—” Brian Grant tapped his own head, “—you need to use your brain.”

Peter Clark shook his head and said, “Big brother, I... I don’t really understand.”

“That’s okay if you don’t understand. Just tell me, do you want to make money or not?”

“Yes, I really want to make money.”

“That’s good.” Brian Grant pointed ahead and said, “Let’s walk while I talk.”

“Okay.”

At that moment, someone nearby suddenly said, “Look, isn’t that the Kou family’s son-in-law? Why is he walking with a little beggar?”

“Birds of a feather flock together. Useless people stick with useless people.”

“Well said.”

……

Peter Clark heard this and felt very guilty. “Big brother, are they talking about you?”

Brian Grant smiled and said, “Xiao Dong, being poor doesn’t matter, but you can’t have a short ambition. Temporary poverty never means forever, even if it seems destined. You must never compromise, because if you’re content with your situation, the only result is that you’ll always be poor. No one will pity you. So no matter what reality is like, you must give up that way of thinking. You have to believe that you can be rich in the future.”

At this point, he suddenly looked at Peter Clark and said, “Do you understand?”

Peter Clark nodded vigorously, “I understand, I understand.”

Brian Grant smiled and nodded, “Heaven is fair. Although you weren’t born into a good family, hardship has given you valuable experience. I believe you must be very familiar with all the shops in the capital, right?”

Peter Clark patted his chest and said, “I really am! I beg everywhere every day.”

Brian Grant said, “Not only that, but years of begging have also made you brave enough to talk to strangers, haven’t they?”

Peter Clark asked curiously, “Is that an advantage too?”

“Of course.”

Brian Grant said, “If you don’t believe me, look at those rich kids. When they were your age, they wouldn’t dare talk to strangers so easily.”

Peter Clark asked, “But what’s the use of that?”

Brian Grant smiled, “That’s an essential professional quality for a salesperson.”

“Salesperson?”

Peter Clark scratched his head.

As they walked, Brian Grant began teaching Peter Clark some knowledge.

Although Peter Clark was young, years of begging had made him mature beyond his age and quite worldly. He picked up many business concepts right away.

This made Brian Grant feel very gratified.

“Big brother, I know what to do now.”