Ordinary people always fantasize about financial freedom, beautiful women, luxury cars, yachts... However, compared to all these material things, Chu Fang desires a sincere relationship even more, ...
Along the way, the other three sisters looked at each other, their expressions hesitant.
Wei Zi began, "Chu Jin..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chu Jin interrupted, saying, "Don't try to persuade me. I know what I'm doing."
"Once we arrive at our destination, all of you must keep quiet and not say a word. Once the job is done, I will give you your share of the profits."
The three asked in confusion, "Huh? Profit sharing?"
Although they didn't know what it meant, the three of them remained silent.
A short while later, the taxi stopped at the Bund, the most bustling area of Shanghai.
Several people got off the bus.
Chu Jin looked up at Deng Yan and said, "Stare! How do I say I want to buy a few things?"
Deng Yan replied casually, "I'll pay."
"That's loyal!"
Chu Jin then strode into the mall and arrived at a luxury goods store.
Wei Zi, Qiu Min, and Cong Shiyan looked on with surprise.
Chu Jin saw her sister's boyfriend, Shao Xiang, standing at the door, seemingly a shop employee, while Chu Jin and Shao Xiang chatted casually as strangers.
The two pretended not to know each other.
What kind of trick is Chu Jin up to?
Shao Xiang led Chu Jin into the store, where she transformed into a shopaholic and went on a shopping spree.
How much is this bag?
Thirty thousand.
"Are there any more expensive ones?"
"some."
In just over ten minutes, Chu Jin bought expensive handbags, jewelry, lipsticks, and the like.
"Alright, go pay the bill first," Chu Jin said to Deng Yan as she turned around.
Deng Yan went to the counter and found that the bill was over 100,000 yuan.
He twitched the corner of his mouth.
So they're treating him like a sucker.
But thinking of Chu Jin's exquisite face, he ultimately let his lower body control his higher body and swiped his card to pay the bill.
Deng Yan thought Chu Jin would calm down for a while, but little did he know that she would buy a necklace worth over a million.
He couldn't take it anymore: "Alright, I've given you over ten thousand in spending money, that's more than enough."
"Chu Jin, don't push your luck!"
Chu Jin smiled, like a little fox: "Is this considered pushing your luck?"
"You feel bad about a mere hundred thousand or so? Looks like you're a good-for-nothing."
"A mere hundred thousand or so?" Deng Yan frowned. "Such arrogance! Do you even know the concept of a hundred thousand or so? Has anyone ever spent that much money on you?"
"Yes, brother, yes." Chu Jin nodded, then turned to Shao Xiang and said, "How about I take this necklace?"
Shao Xiang: "So, will you agree to be my girlfriend?"
"If you don't agree, get out!" Chu Jin glared and pulled out her bank card. "I'll pay by card."
"I was just kidding, you can have this necklace."
"I bought this for my mother, and I'm paying for it myself."
Shao Xiang had no choice but to accept the bank card, swipe it to pay, and even used a POS machine with a balance check function to see the bank card balance.
Deng Yan and his brothers, Wei Zi, Qiu Min, and Cong Shiyan clearly saw the bank card balance, a long string of numbers, clearly visible.
The group gaped in disbelief.
When Deng Yan regained consciousness, he looked at Chu Jin's face, which was all smiles, but at this moment it resembled a little devil.
Chu Jin said, "You have no money but you still try to pick up girls, and you're putting on such a show. Don't you think you're a good-for-nothing?"
Deng Yan wanted to say that he was not a good-for-nothing, but a rich second-generation with family assets of over 100 million yuan, but compared with Chu Jin, he knew that he was indeed a good-for-nothing.
There is always a higher mountain than the one above.
"Fine, I admit defeat today."
Today's scene was clearly a setup. He was tricked by Chu Jin and Shao Xiang, spending over ten thousand yuan and losing face.
Deng Yan and his brothers turned and left.
As they walked out of the mall, the rich second-generation with dyed yellow hair asked, "Brother Deng, are we leaving already? Isn't that a bit embarrassing?"
"Then what should we do?" Deng Yan glanced sideways. "Am I really going to spend millions to buy a necklace? Even if I did, would Chu Jin even give me a second glance?"
The brothers looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.
I just saw it clearly; Chu Jin's bank account has at least tens of millions.
Although these brothers are rich kids, they don't actually have much money in their bank accounts.
"So that's the end of it?"
"What can we do if we don't finish?" Deng Yan sighed. "It's obvious that Chu Jin's family is richer than ours, maybe even richer than all of us combined. We can only accept our fate."
Then he waved his hand and said, "Go back to your own homes and find your own mothers."
"Brother Deng, your vision is too broad. If it were me, I would definitely have to ask Chu Jin for the money back."
"You think Brother Deng is like you? You're such a tasteless piece of trash!"
"Brother Deng is the richest among us."
Deng Yan put his hands in his pockets, leaving behind a dashing silhouette, got into the car, closed the door, and his eyes reddened.
"Chu Jin, you're not human! Give me back my tens of thousands of yuan! That was my New Year's money!"
All the savings he had painstakingly accumulated were swindled away by Chu Jin and his gang.
He was heartbroken!
... ...
Chu Jin put her hands on her hips and said arrogantly, "Didn't you want to seduce me? Come on, I'll let you seduce me."
Chu Jin cursed and swore, like a shrew yelling in the street.
After venting her pent-up resentment over the past few days, she threw the luxury goods at Shao Xiang and said, "I don't want them anymore, give me a refund."
"Half price buyback..." Shao Xiang changed his tune when he saw Chu Jin's eyes widen. "Original price buyback."
Then Shao Xiang returned the money for the luxury goods to Chu Jin, who accepted the money and distributed some to her three roommates.
"Come, come, everyone who sees this gets a share."
The three finally came to their senses: "Chu Jin, you can't do this."
"How can we take this money?"
"It's alright, it's just money owed to Yuan Zhonghua anyway. Besides, Deng Yan has been harassing you these past few days, so consider this money as compensation." Chu Jin stuffed the money into her roommate's hand.
Because Chu Fang never restricted Chu Jin's spending, and even gave him a bank card with hundreds of millions in savings when he went to university, Chu Jin was not obsessed with money and could even be described as indifferent to fame and fortune.
Chu Fang once struggled with whether his educational method was right or wrong.
But in the end, he decided to let his two children have access to enough money.
On the one hand, only by seeing more money can one avoid becoming a slave to it; on the other hand, he is indeed quite wealthy, and it would be foolish to deliberately raise his children in poverty just to educate them.
Upon seeing that Chu Jin was going to spend some time with Shao Xiang, the three roommates wisely left.
On the way back to school.
Shi Yan slapped her forehead: "So... Chu Jin is a rich second-generation!"
Qiu Min was speechless: "You're only just realizing it now?"
Cong Shiyan asked in confusion, "But how come I can't tell that Chu Jin is a rich second generation?"
Qiu Min replied, "It's alright. Even Deng Yan, that rich second-generation, can't tell. It just shows that there are differences between people, and there are differences among rich second-generation individuals as well."
Moreover, the difference is quite obvious.
Wei Zi took out the dividend Chu Jin had given her and murmured, "Does this count as bribery? I don't want to go to jail."
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Shao Xiang slowly withdrew his gaze from the three figures and said to Chu Jin, "Xiao Jin, I've helped you so much, shouldn't you give me a reward?"
What do you want?
"Be my girlfriend."
Chu Jin replied without hesitation, "Keep dreaming."
"But I also asked you in my dream if you could be my girlfriend."
"What was my answer in the dream?"
Shao Xiang's tone carried a hint of grievance: "You told me to stop dreaming."
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