Rebirth Day, Officer Husband Hugs Me and Cries

Military Marriage + 1970s + Rebirth + Scum Abuse + Sweet Love + Triplets

In her previous life, framed by enemies and misled by a "green tea" friend's slander, Jiang Yue misunderst...

Chapter 1627: He earns more in a month than you would in a lifetime.

"What's in your bag? Is it for your classmates to eat too?"

"It was a gift from a friend to my family."

She roughly knew what these local specialties from Yuecheng were. But she didn't plan to share them with her classmates. It wasn't that she was stingy, but these things represented Xu Jiang's good intentions.

Seeing that Jiang Yue had no intention of sharing the items with them, Huang Yue snorted coldly.

It's true that the richer you are, the stingier you become. She would occasionally share some food with her roommates, while Jiang Yue, who could earn millions of yuan a year, would only treat them to meals two or three times a month.

Jiang Yue gave Huang Yue a cold look, and she couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Huang Yue.

After watching Jiang Yue leave, Huang Yue spoke after a long while.

"The richer you are, the stingier you become."

The other students all looked at Huang Yue when they heard what she said.

"You don't know, do you? Jiang Yue earns more in a month than you would in a lifetime."

Huang Yue said this deliberately.

Huang Yue's words surprised several classmates.

Huang Yue said, "Jiang Yue earns more in a month than they could earn in a lifetime? How much money is that?"

Now, a college graduate can earn 30 to 50 yuan a month, which is about 600 yuan a year, and 6,000 yuan in ten years. They can work for 30 to 40 years. How can Jiang Yue earn tens of thousands of yuan a month?

How is that possible?

Seeing the surprised looks on her classmates' faces, Huang Yue sneered.

She even said it was too little. What's a few tens of thousands of yuan a month? Jiang Yue earns at least 100,000 yuan a month. That's more than her father earns now.

And that hotel, I heard the presidential suite costs two thousand yuan a day.

Why doesn't Jiang Yue just rob someone?

The hotel her cousins ​​own only charges a little over a thousand yuan a day for the presidential suite. And that hotel is doing much better business than her cousins' hotel.

And that wedding venue. She heard about Jiang He's wedding venue last time; it was incredibly beautiful, like a fairyland, with so many flowers.

Someone took photos, and she saw those photos at her grandfather's house.

She fell in love with it then and there. When she gets married, she wants it to be like that.

However, she heard that the wedding planning company was also owned by Jiang Yue. She didn't want to entrust the wedding arrangements to Jiang Yue. Who knew if Jiang Yue would ruin her wedding?

If you really ruin her wedding, she'll be laughed at for the rest of her life.

But the wedding decorations were really beautiful.

I heard my cousin and her friends are also planning to start a company like that. Anyway, she and Zhao Jin are getting married after graduation, so by then, my cousin's wedding planning company will definitely have been open for a year or two.

Life is getting better and better now, and by then, their wedding decorations can be even more luxurious. She wants everyone to envy her—to envy her for having a good husband, loving parents, and a maternal grandparent family like the Fang family...

Huang Yue looked at her classmates and left the dormitory. She planned to find Zhao Jin and have lunch together at the restaurant of the New Jingcheng Hotel. She had heard that they served both Western and Chinese food, which was not cheap, but the food was delicious.

She also wanted to see what the differences were between that place and her cousin's hotel.

After class, Jiang Yue went to the company.

Qin Li, Zhang Fei, and the others have been extremely busy these past few days.

The pharmaceutical factory already has a heavy production load to supply Jenny and Smith, and now there's another ham sausage factory to handle. Not to mention the other factories...