After Zhong Rou and Jiang Jiaqi left Fangzheng Investment and exited the building, the latter regained some consciousness and stared intently at the former, like a searchlight.
They arrived at the subway entrance and followed the flow of people to take the subway back to school.
Jiang Jiaqi scratched her face: "Rou Rou, this whole thing is fake, right?"
“Of course it’s fake.” Zhong Rou rolled her eyes. “You think it’s real? No, I’m just kidding you. I rented a company, hired hundreds of employees, and even had a fake brother-in-law, all to fool you.”
Jiang Jiaqi suddenly grabbed Zhong Rou's arm: "Rou Rou, why have you never mentioned that you have such a rich brother-in-law?"
“I also have my grandfather sleeping in his tomb, enemies who got beaten up, and some idiot who’s not thinking straight. Do you want to know all of that?” Zhong Rou said calmly. “Why would I talk about my family? You didn’t ask.”
Jiang Jiaqi asked, "But Rou Rou, your brother-in-law is so rich, how come you were working part-time all your time during college?"
"I like making money."
Jiang Jiaqi: "... ..."
The simple answer struck a chord.
No problem.
Zhong Rou simply enjoys making money, nothing more.
Jiang Jiaqi finally understood why Zhong Rou was so carefree, why she could look down on the rich second generation, and why she hoped to become a self-made millionaire.
She was originally a "second-generation rich kid" and wanted to make money through her own abilities to surpass her brother-in-law.
She used to think that Zhong Rou was just being stubborn, but now it seems that she was just too lazy to say more.
Zhong Rou said, "I've found you a job. Just go to work. With my brother-in-law protecting you, no one should cause you any trouble."
“My brother-in-law’s company is pretty good. The clients he works with are all high-quality clients. You can hook up with rich guys there, but you can’t hook up with my brother-in-law, or my sister will kill me.”
As she spoke, she stroked her chin: "Once my brother-in-law's money arrives, I'll start my own business. I'm going to establish a quantitative investment firm, write programs, and make money in the financial markets, hehe..."
The thought of making a fortune in the financial markets made her happy.
"Rou Rou".
"Um."
"I want to work for you."
Zhong Rou came to her senses: "This is a startup company. It was very tiring at the beginning, and the customers we came into contact with were not necessarily high-quality customers."
"But I just want to follow you and do it."
Seeing her friend's serious expression, Zhong Rou nodded: "Okay."
Jiang Jiaqi is not only beautiful, but also quite capable. She is better at interpersonal relationships than Zhong Rou and is more tactful. She is someone I can learn from.
The two chatted as they rode the subway back to school, mostly with Jiang Jiaqi asking questions and Zhong Rou answering.
From the inquiry, Jiang Jiaqi learned about Zhong Rou's past experiences. She lived in her hometown during junior high school and came to Shanghai for high school. Having seen the world's prosperity and luxury, she was almost immune to the things that ordinary people yearn for. Now, she is only interested in making money.
It must be said that Zhong Rou is truly an extraordinary woman.
"Isn't your sister very beautiful?" Jiang Jiaqi asked.
“My sister is far from being pretty, you know?” Zhong Rou replied.
"I don't believe it. If she's ugly, why would your brother-in-law marry her? Is he blind?"
"Why would I lie to you?" Zhong Rou said, taking out her phone, flipping to a family photo, and pointing to her older sister, "Look, she looks so ugly."
Jiang Jiaqi immediately spotted a girl in the photo, holding a toddler in her arms. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn waves, and her smile was gentle and moving, just like a soft willow in spring, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
Does this have anything to do with ugliness?!
Jiang Jiaqi's self-perceived beauty was completely shattered by Zhong Tingyue.
As soon as the two exited the subway, Zhong Rou received a text message that her bank card had received a transfer of 50 million yuan.
She went to the bank, checked her bank card balance, and chuckled when she saw the number.
Jiang Jiaqi opened her mouth wide.
Although she was mentally prepared, she still found it hard to believe that such a long string of numbers was actually in front of her.
No, did they just simply hand over 50 million?
Are you sure you don't want to pay five yuan?
Jiang Jiaqi sighed, "How can there be such a big difference between people?"
Zhong Rou checked her account balance and suddenly received a message. She quickly grabbed the cardboard box and ran back to her dormitory.
"Jiaqi, I'm going back to the dorm first. You can walk slowly."
Jiang Jiaqi shouted, "Why are you running so fast?"
"I've got some business; someone wants to buy betel nuts."
Watching that hurried figure disappear from sight, Jiang Jiaqi was at a loss for words.
I have 50 million in my account, and right now it's being used to run a business that only makes a few dollars in profit.
"Perhaps... this is Zhong Rou."
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