In the early morning, a young man and woman walked out of the apartment. The young woman held the man's arm and kept jumping. From time to time, a cheerful voice came: "The transportation here is quite convenient. There is a bus stop in front, a convenience store next to it, and a market behind can buy vegetables. You can move quickly. This trip is late, and it takes more than 40 minutes to get off the bus..."

Jing Jian was already "tortured" and lost his temper: "Hey, Xiaoxia, I really have a car, just park in front."

"Where?" Perhaps it was because Jing Jian mentioned it several times, and Zhao Xia was a little skeptical.

"Just..." Jing Jian suddenly found that the parking space last night was empty, with a look of surprise, and then looked around: "Damn! Where is my car?"

More than ten minutes later, on a bus heading to ULCA campus, Zhao Xia leaned against Jing Jian's shoulder and laughed: "Actually nothing. I know that men are very proud of their face, and sensible women won't care. How long have you been in the United States? The money for working is not enough, so why don't I know? It's okay, I'll withdraw money to you later. International students come here like this, I don't dislike it."

Jing Jian was amused and crying: "You are fine, am I fine? My car was really stolen."

"real?"

Jing Jian waved his hand and said that he was not concerned about this. He only had a home car and bought insurance. He had almost no losses. He was just drizzle: "Let's not talk about this for now. What kind of broken place do you live in? The public security is so bad? Are you still living alone? You will find a house later and you can move out immediately."

"It's cheap here, but it's not that bad." Zhao Xia protested softly.

"What's the cheaper? I haven't discussed this matter, let me listen to me." A car was lost early in the morning, and Jing Jian was in a big trouble. "Don't worry about money, I'll do it."

"It's like you live in a villa." Zhao Xia still didn't believe that Jing Jian had money, and felt that Jing Jian was very angry.

"I'm really..." Jing Jian almost blurted out, and suddenly thought that Qin Zi was still living in his villa. Such a thing can never be said even if you beat him to death?

"Okay, okay. If you don't like it, we will find a new house when the rental period comes. Now we will deduct a few hundred dollars of rent when moving out." Zhao Xia comforted, "When we save money, we will buy a car."

"You...? I really have a car!"

As he was talking, a phone ringing rang in his bag. Jing Jian took out his cellular phone: "Hey?"

The call was Veroso: "Sir, as you told me, in the last ten minutes, the blog post was closed at the daily limit."

However, Jing Jianzhen was not interested in those business matters at this time and was very impatient: "Didn't you plan everything? Are you responsible for the specific operation? You can't play such a simple game? If you spend money, you still have the face to go back to the United States if you don't spend it, do you still have the face to go back to the United States?"

Veroso was completely stunned. Why did Jing Jian feel like he had taken gunpowder today? Didn’t he report it in time every day as he told him? However, in the face of the boss’s anger, what he needed was a positive attitude: "So, should you still follow the original plan and pull 10 daily limit first?"

"Is it necessary? I thought it was Wall Street there?" Jing Jian became more and more angry. "Just a few fools from the treasure island, do you need skills? I hire you to make money, not to watch you perform water ballet! 20, directly pull 20 daily limit!"

"Yes, sir!"

Hang up the phone and Jiang Zhijian and Huang Qiyao knocked in. The two of them smiled brightly: "Price up! Mr. Veroso, it's the daily limit!"

Veroso, who was scolded for no reason, was so angry that he immediately became furious: "Don't shit, do you want the whole world to know? I just got the first daily limit, what's there to be happy about? Remember: Less such stupid performances in the future. I will let you see what a miracle is! Myth!"

“…”

After hanging up the phone, he found Zhao Xia staring at her cellular phone blankly. Jing Jian smiled slightly: "So you should believe it now? I have money!"

"Is this a phone? It's really a phone?" Zhao Xia stretched out her hand curiously, trying to take it into her hand to take a look. Suddenly, the ringtone rang again, which scared her.

"Good morning, Bramble, it's me, Su Can."

After encountering such a desperate battle, Jing Jian has completely lost his patience: "Mr. Su Can, if I remember correctly, I already explained to you very clearly yesterday, right? If nothing else..."

"Don't be anxious, don't be busy refusing." Afraid of Jing Jian hang up, Su Can said repeatedly, "I personally think this is really a good opportunity..."

"Then I'll give you a good opportunity." Jing Jian became very rude, "I really don't understand. You are a venture capitalist, you should invest in others. How could you have dreamt of asking me to pay?"

"Ahem, Bramble, there should be a misunderstanding here. Can we make an appointment to meet again?"

"I should have answered you directly, but I had no interest. But for the sake of your Chinese speaking, I will give you another chance. Fax your plan to me. If I am interested, I will send someone to contact you. Okay, goodbye."

Jing Jian hung up the phone and cursed in his heart, "What are the people?" I'm very busy and busy comforting me... Suddenly, Jing Jian felt puzzled again, what is his relationship with Zhao Xia? Ex-wife, friend? Or...?

When the bus arrived at the station, he got off with Zhao Xia: "Xiaoxia, let me tell you first, I really didn't lie to you. I am already very rich now, a number you can't imagine."

"How many? Millionaire?" Seeing that Jing Jian was very serious, Zhao Xia was a little confused.

Jing Jian nodded: "Actually, more, if you are interested, I will tell you in the future. But... what is our relationship?"

"You..." Zhao Xia suddenly became anxious again.

"Listen to me, listen to me." Jing Jian said quickly, "I found that our relationship was really chaotic. We were married before, but we didn't have a marriage certificate. Later, we separated for a few years, so we should have broken up, right? But we didn't have a divorce certificate. Since we could meet in the United States yesterday, whether it was coincidence or fate, or even continue to get along in the future, that's fine. But, we can't keep our relationship like this inexplicable, right?"

"What's not clear? We have had a household registration, and we are husband and wife. If we haven't divorced, we will always be husband and wife." Zhao Xia said in a tough tone, but she felt very guilty.

"But it's really different." Jing Jian began to say, "Be calm, like last night, you really can't talk..."

"I know, you have a woman? Is it the one named Chu?" Zhao Xia's eyes turned red again.

"It's really gone." Jing Jian quickly explained, "I've been cut off from her when I went abroad. I haven't contacted Tingting now..."

"Return of Tingting?"
Chapter completed!