Xie Zhitan didn't believe it.

"The Cui family is very protective of their own people. Because of their status, they keep a low profile. By the time of Jiang Ruiming's generation, everyone in the capital thought the Jiang family had fallen on hard times. But as long as Mr. Cui is still alive, no one can bully Jiang Ruiming."

"Xiao Jian, if you're short of money, I can give you a few funds I have that are showing good growth. They're not much different from Liangchen's."

Hua Jian felt a little strange, and he said embarrassedly: "Second brother, I really didn't lie. I just finished chatting with Director Jiang before coming to see you. We had a great chat!"

Xie Zhitan was skeptical: "Can you have such a pleasant conversation with Jiang Ruiming?"

"Of course! Besides, even if I don't take those shares, they will be taken away by Shen Ling. I have told Director Jiang about these things."

Xie Zhitan felt overwhelmed when he heard this, but he believed that Hua Jian would not say anything nonsense about such matters.

He sighed, "I've really felt that things haven't been easy for my elder brother lately. I made the right choice to teach at Imperial University."

Hua Jian smiled and poured wine for Xie Zhitan: "Second brother, you actually think too highly of yourself. Shall we drink?"

Both of them were unhappy, they drank quickly and got drunk quickly.

After a while, Xie Zhitan shook his head and said no.

The Xie family's driver was waiting outside. Hua Jian helped him into the car and asked the driver to take him back to the booth he had been sitting in before.

The apartment was empty and Hua Jian didn't want to go back yet.

There are more people in the bar than before, and there is a female folk singer on the stage singing with her hoarse voice.

He sipped his wine, his expression careless and drunken.

Although he has been working as a bartender in UP since coming to this world, this is the first time he has drunk like this.

"Flower Jane?"

Xue Pan's gaze suddenly froze when he looked up at him.

Hua Jian was obviously half drunk, and her eyes were blurry and not as indifferent as usual.

Others' faces turned red when they drank, but Hua Jian's face turned even paler. His black eyes stared at him with a clear gaze, and Xue Pan felt as if his heart was being tightly squeezed.

He licked his dry lips and said, "Are you alone? I'll accompany you..."

Hua Jian's cold voice rang out: "Get lost."