Before daybreak, Jiang Che and his guard drove them to Anshi Railway Station and agreed on a time to return and pick them up.

Jiang Che carried two large suitcases full of things and helped Ji Wanqing get on the train.

The sleeper compartment has upper and lower berths.

Jiang Che slept on one side while Ji Wanqing slept on the upper bunk and he slept on the lower bunk. Usually, the two of them would sit downstairs to rest, entertain and eat, and Ji Wanqing would go upstairs when it was time to sleep.

With him watching over me from below, I don't have to worry about safety and can sleep peacefully.

The person sleeping on the opposite bunk was a middle-aged man with an elegant demeanor. The other young man should be his assistant, helping him to put away the luggage.

Being able to buy a sleeper berth ticket nowadays, not to mention being a status symbol, at least means you have money, connections and relationships.

The two sides greeted each other and seemed to get along well with each other. The atmosphere was harmonious and pleasant.

The train started and the conductor came to check tickets and IDs.

When they found Ji Wanqing, the flight attendant held up the young man's ID and asked, "What's your name? Ying Shen?"

The young man replied, "Ying Chen."

"Oh, this word is pronounced Chen. Your parents are really well-educated."

Ji Wanqing was taken aback as she was taking out her ID, and pretended to look at the ID in the flight attendant's hand with curiosity.

Ying Chen?

Isn't this the real estate tycoon that the heroine solicited to invest in after she founded her company? With such an obscure surname and given name, there should be few people who have the same name, right?

I still remember in the article, after Mr. Ying’s assistant signed the contract with Yu Jia, he sighed, “Mr. Yu has achieved such great success at such a young age. He really has everything right. He met Mr. Ying, a noble man, when he was just about to fall into poverty. If Mr. Ying could have met such a generous investor, our company would not have been so difficult and hard at the beginning.”

Yu Jiacheng was grateful, "Thanks to Mr. Ying, our company will not let Mr. Ying down."

This remark is mainly to contrast the heroine's career with success by describing the difficulties of other people starting a business.

But Ji Wanqing extracted different information.

——Ying Chen encountered financial difficulties in the early stages of his business.

How could Ji Wanqing, who is determined to make money easily, miss such a good opportunity to buy original shares!

Compared to other directors who give orders to the president, Ji Wanqing is completely hands-off. Don't bother me with big or small matters, just remember to pay me the dividends.

Which CEO doesn't like a director who fully delegates power?

After checking the ticket, the middle-aged man opposite cleared his throat and said, "Xiaochen, go get me a cup of water so I can make some tea."

"Wait a moment, Director Fang."

Ji Wanqing looked at the young man's back thoughtfully, wondering how to get on Ying Chen's ship without being noticed.

"My dear, are you hungry?" Jiang Che tilted his head slightly, revealing a perfect 15-degree angle. The early morning sunlight poured in through the car window, giving his handsome and smooth facial features a layer of light yellow gold.

Living statue of Apollo, the sun god!

Ji Wanqing's attention was immediately drawn back to someone else by her dear husband, "I'm hungry."

The goal was achieved, Jiang Che's mouth curled up, "What do you want to eat?"

"you."

"Pfft..." Director Fang on the opposite side almost lost his balance and wiped the sweat from his forehead awkwardly, "Haha, haha, I was thinking about some tricky things at work, work things."

No matter how vulgar those country words are, they are only used when no one else can hear them at home.

Now in front of others, Jiang Che blushed slightly, and looked at him with a hint of reproach in his eyes, but he looked righteous and confident, as if he was the one who seduced him first.

"Where does Director Fang work?" Since they were talking face to face, Ji Wanqing started the conversation.

"Foreign Trade Bureau, small unit."

"Not bad. Are you looking for equipment or technology this time?"

Oh, Director Fang's eyebrows jumped, he met someone in the same industry.

"Young comrade, you know a lot. I wonder if you...?"

"My grandfather was a red capitalist during the Anti-Japanese War. I learned a little bit about business from him."

At this time, Ying Chen came back after getting the hot water. Director Fang and Ji Wanqing had already started chatting about the current domestic business situation.

Director Fang: "... Our country clearly passed a report in 1973 to increase imported equipment and expand economic exchanges, but those idlers ignored it! If we want the national economy to take off, how can we not pay attention to business? The Americans were engaged in financial securities on Wall Street in the last century! We are still timid and stagnant!"

When a man reaches the age of 30, he automatically unlocks his identity as a politician, historian, writer, and critic. Especially when meeting a stranger by chance, he will talk eloquently and freely, and then they will go their separate ways without disturbing each other. He is simply the perfect person to confide his unfulfilled ambitions!

Ji Wanqing comforted him, "Financial trade will have problems. We have been opening up and developing our foreign trade independently since 1958, and now we have already entered a bottleneck period. It is time to seek opportunities to change our foreign trade strategy."

Ying Chen, who was helping to make tea, couldn't help but look up.

I didn't expect that a random lesbian I met on the train would have such a sharp view of the world.

"I don't think there are any good opportunities." Director Fang expressed his opinion. "The domestic and foreign situation is tense now. In addition, our industrialization is far from the level of developed countries. We don't have enough funds to introduce equipment, foreign exchange is short, and there is a shortage of talents. Where can we find opportunities?"

"You are a professional in the industry, so you naturally have a more comprehensive view of the problem." Ji Wanqing had no intention of arguing with the middle-aged man. "Unfortunately, my grandfather has been waiting for an opportunity to realize his ambitions and rebuild the foundation of his ancestors. Alas, I don't know if he can realize it in his old age."

"Alas, now that self-employed individuals are prohibited from doing business, your old man is also at the wrong time and his talent is not recognized."

Ji Wanqing raised her hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, revealing the Rolex watch hidden in her sleeves. "It's just that I have talent and capital, but nowhere to display them. Who can I go to for justice?"

In the following journey, Ji Wanqing intentionally or unintentionally distanced herself from the opponent. When Director Fang went to the toilet and the dining car, leaving Ying Chen alone in the carriage compartment, she inadvertently showed off her wealth, expressing her yearning for the old ancestor Chica mall and her regret for being constrained everywhere now.

Now everything is ready, all that is missing is a way to contact us when you encounter financial difficulties at the beginning of your business in the future.

Originally, Ji Wanqing was going to mention his address in Beijing when he got off the bus.

Unexpectedly, when talking to Director Fang about the fact that the head chef of their canteen was a former imperial chef of the Qing Dynasty, Ying Chen saw that Comrade Ji was interested and offered to leave his contact address and send him the imperial chef's most famous dish, the crispy jujube-stuffed ox tongue biscuits, for him to try.

Ji Wanqing readily agreed, but left the address of Grandpa Jiang Che's home. They were not in Beijing all year round and were afraid that they would not receive the letter in time.

After two days and two nights, the train finally arrived at the station. Both parties said goodbye politely and went their separate ways.

Director Fang looked at Ying Chen thoughtfully, "Xiao Chen, you weren't such a proactive person before. Xiao Ji was getting married!"

Ying Chen was helpless, "What are you thinking, leader? I just think that more friends mean more paths. Comrade Ji has a lot of knowledge, family background and ability that are not like ordinary people. I just want to make a good deal and make good friends."

"That girl is really amazing. If we weren't married, I would have wanted to introduce her to my son." However, Xiao Ji's lover's behavior showed that he was a soldier. He was probably at least a battalion commander, otherwise how could he have bought a sleeper berth ticket?