Sang Liangjie drove over to pick them up. He had already graduated with a doctorate, but went to the United States for further studies. His advisor recommended him to study at a higher institution, as the United States is indeed more advanced in the field of finance.
Moreover, Sang Liangjie also found an internship on Wall Street, which was recommended by his mentor; otherwise, his academic qualifications and experience would not have been sufficient.
Sang Huaiyuan was very pleased to learn this. Wall Street can be said to be the world's financial center, and the people who can work there are the elite of the elite, just like the IT talents who can go to Silicon Valley, who are the top elites in the industry.
Happy New Year, cousin.
Ye Qingqing walked first, smiling and greeting everyone.
Sang Liangjie helped the old lady and the others with their luggage. There were too many people, and his car couldn't accommodate everyone, so he called two more taxis. Only then did they return home in a grand procession. They went to the Sang family's house for dinner first and distributed gifts along the way.
"Cousin, weren't you in the US? Why did you suddenly come back?" Ye Qingqing asked curiously.
Before going to the United States, she called Sang Liangjie to invite him to come with her, but Sang Liangjie said he couldn't get leave.
I'm here temporarily to take care of some business.
"How many days will you stay this time?" the old lady asked with concern.
"Three or four days."
Sang Liangjie wasn't too sure. Three or four days was the most time he could spare. There were almost no days off on Wall Street. He was spinning like a top 365 days a year. Even when he was sleeping, his mind was full of data, and his brain was working at high efficiency.
Therefore, they almost never hire people over forty years old. Thirty to forty years old is the golden age. After forty, people simply cannot handle the intensity of the work there.
That's why Sang Liangjie felt time was precious all the more, wishing he could make a day last a month. Fortunately, he had the pills prescribed by Ye Qingqing, which kept him energetic. He could stay awake for three days and three nights and still be full of energy. Many of his younger colleagues couldn't keep up and were extremely envious of him.
"Qingqing, the money you gave me two months ago has increased nearly tenfold. Do you want to continue investing?" Sang Liangjie asked with a smile.
Ye Qingqing's eyes lit up. She gave Sang Liangjie one million, and ten times that would be ten million. It had only been two months. Damn, no wonder people say Wall Street is a cycle of heaven and hell.
“Continue investing,” Ye Qingqing said decisively.
Sang Liangjie joked, "Aren't you afraid I'll make your money go down the drain?"
"Don't worry, if it goes down the drain, I won't give you a red envelope when you get married, I'll just give you an IOU." Ye Qingqing joked.
It's only a million. She can afford to gamble with her current wealth. Even if she loses it all, it's fine. Let her cousin practice.
Laughter erupted in the carriage. Sang Liangjie glared at him, annoyed. Why bring up something you don't want to talk about?
Sure enough, the old lady's eyes lit up, and she brought up the old matter again, "Liangjie, you're not young anymore, you'll be 25 after the New Year. Lu Mo is the same age as you, look at him, don't you know how to learn from him? Are there no girls on your street?"
Sang Liangjie sighed helplessly. He was so busy that he didn't even have enough time to sleep, let alone time to date.
"There are girls, and they are all very outstanding, but they are busier than me."
And that's true. There aren't many women on Wall Street. The girls who make it onto Wall Street are absolutely the cream of the crop. They're graduates of top universities, multilingual, and financial geniuses—these are all essential qualities. For such outstanding girls, love isn't something they pursue. They'd rather make more money than chase men!
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