Chapter 74 Jiang Can is no longer what he used to be…
Jiang Can is no longer the Jiang Can of the past; she is now Jiang Can, a multi-millionaire.
Her enormous diamond ring, countless gold jewelry pieces, a vast amount of land and real estate, countless sums of money in her accounts, companies, restaurants!
And it also owns 30% of Guangying Media's shares!!!
Can she die?
She cherishes her life very much.
She will not leave Huada University until the Xie family resolves Xie Xun's situation.
Zhou Bing was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Jiang Can's hand, "Sister, you've struck it rich? You can just change people like that?"
Jiang Can smiled calmly: "Do you know Guangying Media? I now own 30% of its shares."
Zhou Bing grasped Jiang Can's hands with both: "!!! Chairman Jiang, let me help you with the book." There were steps in front of them, and she said, "Chairman Jiang, watch your step, let me help you."
Jiang Can was overjoyed and hooked his arm around hers as they walked towards the cafeteria. "Chairman Jiang is treating you to the cafeteria today. Order whatever you want."
Zhou Bing: "What exactly happened? How do you have shares in Guangying Media? That's a top-tier film and television company, owned by the second young mistress of the Xie family. Do you know the Xie family? They're a top-tier family! The old patriarch of the Xie family is a big shot who can stand next to the chairman at major celebrations."
Jiang Can knew the Xie family was powerful, but she didn't expect them to be this powerful. She said, "Sister Bingbing, A Lang is the Xie family's long-lost young master."
Zhou Bing reached out and pressed Jiang Can's hand, "Wait, let me calm down..." After a while, she said, "What did you call President Xi?"
Jiang Can: "Second Aunt. The shares of Guangying Media were a wedding gift from Second Aunt to me and A Lang."
Zhou Bing: "What did you call General Xie?"
Jiang Can smiled and said, "He's my grandfather, whom I've never met."
When they arrived at the cafeteria, the two of them ate hot pot, two beef hot pots, a beef patty, and two bottles of iced soda.
The two of them each took half of the pancake.
Zhou Bing: "Chairman Jiang, I'll have a soft drink instead of alcohol, let's have one!"
Her voice was a bit loud, and many people looked over.
Jiang Can: "President Zhou, let's have a drink."
Everyone thought their meal was really interesting.
Zhou Bing: "Will you still act in movies in the future?"
Jiang Can: "If I come across a script I like, I'll film some. It's not like you said, that it would be a waste for someone as beautiful as me not to leave behind a few TV dramas, right? Now I think you're absolutely right."
Zhou Bing: "If I can't make it in this world anymore, I'll follow you!!!"
Jiang Can: "If you can't make it in this world, start your own company! If you want to make big money, you have to be your own boss. I'll throw money at you, sister!"
Is she short of money right now?
They lack nothing; they are wealthy, powerful, and full of confidence.
Zhou Bing pondered for a moment, then picked up the soda bottle: "Mr. Zhou, I'll finish this one, you can drink as you like!"
Jiang Can: "President Zhou has a great capacity for alcohol!"
The two male classmates next to her quietly moved a little further away; the new school beauty didn't seem to be in a good mental state.
After the two finished their meal, they strolled around the playground for a couple of laps. Jiang Can picked out the things he could talk about recently, as long as he didn't mention that Xie Xun was suspected of being a bad guy or that he suspected Xie Xun had someone backing him. He was willing to talk about everything else.
Zhou Bing: "Even if Xie Xun is innocent, he still enjoyed 19 years of the Xie family's wealthy life, and the Xie family didn't even kick this fake young master out! The Shen family's parents were so bad, they abused Ah Lang so much, and they just let it go like that?"
Jiang Can sighed, "After all, we grew up in the Xie family, so our bond is deep." Not wanting to lie to Zhou Bing, she only said this before changing the subject, "I bought a piece of land in the West District, it was so cheap! Sister Bingbing, why don't you buy some while it's cheap? In case you want to start a company in the future, you can build your office building in the West District."
Zhou Bing: "West District? Building a building there, they probably won't even be able to hire a single employee." She paused, then thought, "Who is Jiang Can standing next to me?"
She's a big spender on demolition compensation.
She's dismantled two groups of them within six months!
Zhou Bing immediately said, "I'll go see the land tomorrow."
Jiang Can: "Do you have enough money?"
Zhou Bing: "Land in the western district is still affordable."
The two talked for a while longer. Jiang Can escorted her to the school gate, and after watching her leave, he returned to the school and called his second aunt to tell her about Director Peng's new drama.
Xi Ling said, "Don't worry, I'll call Director Peng later and have Bingbing take the actors directly to the set."
Jiang Can: "Thank you, Second Aunt, you're so kind."
After hanging up with Xi Ling, she called Shen Lang to express her concern for her injured young master from a wealthy family.
The matter concerning Xie Xun was not mentioned on the phone.
Only the military region's dedicated line allows you to make calls freely; you can't just chat on this mobile phone, in case someone is listening in.
She also asked about Xie Xun's biological parents, which was something she could definitely talk about. On the phone, she expressed her extreme disgust for Shen Weizhong and Zhao Yufen, wishing she could send them to jail.
Shen Lang said, "They came to Beijing and are blocking the military hospital demanding compensation."
He then went on to describe in detail the shrewish behavior of Shen Weizhong and Zhao Yufen.
The two women lay in front of the military hospital, holding up a banner that said the hospital had made a mistake with their child, causing them to be separated from their own flesh and blood. No wonder she wasn't close to her eldest son; he wasn't her biological son. She demanded compensation from the military hospital.
The hospital would definitely compensate her; the hospital director offered 5,000 yuan in compensation, but Zhao Yufen disagreed, saying it was too little and she wanted 500,000 yuan.
Jiang Can: "Didn't they go to their own son to ask for the money?"
Shen Lang: "It seems not."
Jiang Can: "Why doesn't Zhao Yufen mention that she's suffering from mental illness, neurasthenia, or heart pain due to separation from her child? These undiagnosable illnesses would definitely cost her more money." If the phone call is being tapped, quickly follow this method.
Shen Lang chuckled: "Perfect timing to use the compensation money to recuperate in a mental hospital."
The two talked for a long time, from these trivial matters to Jiang Can's studies. She said, "If you find it boring, you can come here to recuperate."
Of course it's fake, it's too dangerous.
Shen Lang: "Grandma and Mom don't want me to leave."
Jiang Can: "Then I'll have to wait until Sunday to go back."
Before returning to the dormitory, Jiang Can went to the supermarket and bought six creamy ice creams before carrying them back to the dormitory.
The dormitory was quite quiet. Xi Jiawen had gone to the English club for an activity, and Shen Yunxi and Lu Man had gone to dance on campus. Only Wen Lan and Xia Kexin were in the dormitory.
Wen Lan was still playing on the computer, while Xia Kexin was writing an article.
Xia Kexin usually submits articles to newspapers. She has been working very hard lately, trying to earn more money so that she can buy a house in Beijing after graduation.
She was already planning to buy a house, and Lu Man suggested that she buy it now so she could get a loan.
Xia Kexin dared not; the thought of being burdened with a huge loan would keep her up at night.
Lu Man: "If you really can't pay it back, transfer the house to me again. Any profits are yours, and if you lose money, I'll cover it for you. If I can't cover it, there's still Can Can. At worst, you can work for her after you graduate."
Jiang Can: "Okay."
UW graduates are in high demand.
Xia Kexin was undecided for a moment: "Let me think about it some more." In any case, she was more focused on writing the article.
On Tuesday noon, Jiang Can asked a third-year student from the design institute to help design a hot pot restaurant.
This senior student's name is Xu Jiazhen. Jiang Can had seen her design in a design competition. She won second prize, and her design was more in line with her wishes than the one that won first prize.
It's very difficult for students to get big orders, even for students from the University of Washington.
A talented designer would definitely look down on a hot pot restaurant, but Xu Jiazhen, a student, well... she also looks down on Jiang Can's hot pot restaurant and even feels that Jiang Can is insulting her.
Jiang Can apologized: "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have insulted you with such a small hot pot restaurant."
That's absolutely infuriating.
Xu Jiazhen picked up her schoolbag, turned around, and left.
Even without Xu Jiazhen, the School of Design still has many students.
Jiang Can continued selecting people and chose Fang Heng, a senior student in his second year. He did not win an award, mainly because he did not participate in the competition.
In fact, he is very capable.
She made an appointment with her senior to have dinner.
The senior student was pushed and shoved by his roommates, and with a flushed face, he went to the cafeteria with Jiang Can.
When Fang Heng learned that Jiang Can wasn't trying to woo him, but rather wanted to give him money, his face turned even redder.
She was so excited she turned red.
I agree immediately.
Jiang Can handed the shop keys to his senior, saying, "Senior, take a look at the shop first. We can discuss it in detail tomorrow at noon and then sign the contract." He also mentioned the shop's exact location.
Fang Heng: "Isn't President Jiang going?"
They changed the way they addressed her from "junior sister" to "CEO Jiang".
Jiang Can: "Just call me Can Can, senior. I have other things to do. I also need your help to keep an eye on the progress of the renovation."
Fang Heng: "Sister Cancan, leave this to me, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
Jiang Can: ...
Okay.
This young man is very good at handling things.
Jiang Can paid for the meal and returned to his dormitory. Fang Heng went directly to Times Mansion to look at apartments. Of course, he knew about the place and had even come to see the apartments before. Although they weren't for sale, they still had to look at them—the sales office, the landscaping, the apartment buildings, and the shops.
I watch everything.
He took the house key from Jiang Can and opened the shop door. The shop had two floors, totaling 210 square meters, with a very good layout that was both spacious and bright.
It took him more than an hour to measure the dimensions and recreate the floor plan.
He sat on the stairs studying the floor plan, several interior design styles already forming in his mind.
A hot pot restaurant near a school will definitely cater to students, so it needs to appeal to them.
He drew for two hours straight, then rushed back to his dormitory before it closed.
His roommate joked that he was lucky to be noticed by Jiang Can, a junior.
That's the new campus belle of the University of Washington!
Fang Heng: "Stop, stop! That's my boss, please call her Sister Can Can."
roommate:?
Fang Heng told him about Jiang Can asking him to design a hot pot restaurant, and one of his roommates said, "Oh, this... Yesterday I heard from senior student Jiazhen at the student council that Sister Can insulted her by paying her... So that's how she insulted her. I want to be insulted too."
Others also want to be insulted!
Fang Heng's roommates all shouted that he was going to treat them to barbecue now that he had made some money.
Fang Heng: "Once I get the money, this won't be a problem."
Fang Heng had no classes on Wednesday morning, so he visited all the popular shops in the vicinity. Feeling that wasn't enough, he took a bus to the neighboring university town and spent the whole morning there.
On the way back to school, I kept revising the design in my mind.
Jiang Can, Lu Man, and a senior from the law department were waiting for Fang Heng at the cafeteria entrance, textbooks in hand. Seeing him covered in sweat, Jiang Can handed him an empty ice cream, asking, "Where have you been? You look so tired?"
Fang Heng tore open the packaging and took a big bite—it was cold!
He said, "I visited some popular restaurants this morning. Come on, let's eat and talk."
Jiang Can first introduced everyone to each other. When they arrived at the cafeteria, Fang Heng was probably quite hungry, so he ordered six dishes: braised pork, spicy chicken, braised shrimp, dry-fried beef, garlic chrysanthemum greens, and Mapo tofu, as well as a serving of crispy pork soup.
Fang Heng took out his notebook, quickly edited and modified the design with a pen, and handed the design to Jiang Can for her to see.
The drawings were messy, but he explained them clearly. Jiang Can nodded frequently and raised a few questions, which Fang Heng answered professionally. He then raised a few more requests, which Fang Heng made on the spot without hesitation.
Jiang Can asked Mo Yunxi, a senior from the law department, to bring out the second contract and explain it to Fang Heng clause by clause.
Two documents were prepared, but the amounts were different.
The first portion is 1,000 yuan, and the second portion is 1,800 yuan.
Jiang Can felt that Fang Heng deserved his salary of 1,800 yuan.
Salaries in Beijing are higher than in Liaoxian County, with monthly salaries around three or four hundred yuan. A recent graduate who gets into a good design institute can earn four or five hundred yuan.
Jiang Can immediately offered him three months' salary.
Fang Heng gasped when he saw the amount of money on it, "Is this written correctly?" He immediately signed it.
Jiang Can smiled and extended his hand to him: "It's a pleasure to work with you."
Fang Heng quickly wiped his hands and shook hands with Jiang Can: "Thank you for your promotion, Sister Can."
Jiang Can paid 50% upfront, totaling 900 yuan. Fang Heng took the money, counted it twice, and signed the receipt.
Jiang Can: "Take care of the shop's affairs."
Fang Heng: "Sister Cancan, don't worry, I'll treat the shop as my dormitory for the next three months."
Jiang Can laughed: "It's not that bad."
Lu Man: "Senior, you're so funny."
Fang Heng: "Sister Manman, have fun as much as you want. If I'm not having enough fun, I have five more fun roommates."
Lu Man: "Hahahaha."
When the food was served, Fang Heng was indeed hungry and ate with great relish. After Jiang Can and the other two had finished eating, Fang Heng finished off the last of the rice.
Before leaving, Fang Heng quietly told Jiang Can about Xu Jiazhen's complaints, "My roommates all know, and I think quite a few people do too."
Jiang Can sighed: "It was my fault. I shouldn't have insulted her with a small hot pot restaurant. I didn't insult you, did I?"
Fang Heng: "If this is considered an insult, then let the insults come even more fiercely." He added, "If the rumors get too outrageous, can I tell people that I took on the renovation of the hot pot restaurant?"
Jiang Can guessed what he meant, and she said, "Okay, thank you."
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