Cars are speeding along the seaside highway, and the vehicles coming and going are flowing continuously with their headlights on, like meteors passing by. Several yachts with colorful lights on the sea surface are faintly showing laughter, and it is another intoxicating Los Angeles night.

However, in Jing Jian's car, Zhao Xia was silent. Seeing that Zhao Xia seemed depressed, Jing Jian asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Xia looked worried: "How can you borrow money? You still borrow so much? 2 billion! Little kid, tell me the truth, is your business not good? It's really not good, so don't do it anymore. Let's sell all the houses and cars and live a simple life. Oh, you're still laughing, I'm so anxious."

When Jing Jian heard that Hirata Yasuke was willing to borrow money, of course, welcomed him warmly. Now that the loan interest rate in Japan is pitifully low, Jing Jian has been salivating for a long time, but he has no way to go. Since there is such a good opportunity and the same loan is the same, he simply opens his mind and is preparing to borrow 2 billion yen. Of course, the yen is now in an appreciation period, and he may suffer some losses when repaying the loan. But Jing Jian is used to purchase second-hand equipment in Japan. If he can lend quickly, he can even catch up with Black Monday and enter the stock market first. Therefore, such loans are still quite cost-effective.

However, Zhao Xia was frightened. To be honest, she didn't have the concept of borrowing money or loans. In the inherent thinking of Chinese people, borrowing money is definitely not good, especially borrowing an astronomical figure - 2 billion! So she took this opportunity to persuade Jing Jianyi Er.

Jing Jian could understand Zhao Xia's idea. However... it was too small peasant economy. He explained with a smile: "That's yen, which is equivalent to US dollars, less than 30 million. He can completely control the risks."

"Thirty million US dollars is not enough? It's more than 100 million yuan. The output value of our county has just exceeded 100 million yuan. You borrow more money than a county? And don't you have to pay it back after borrowing it?" As the number was big, Zhao Xia's mind was already confused.

At the beginning, Zhao Xia didn't care much about Jing Jian's "big moves". She only knew that she had money, but didn't care about how much money she had. However, as she gradually got used to her wife's identity, she unconsciously began to care and slowly intervened.

Shrugging, the same old saying - it's just that you make more money and less money! It's nothing if you don't have a loan, why bother Zhao Xia to be frightened? Jing Jian smiled slightly: "Okay, I won't borrow it."

Seeing Jing Jian's readily agreeing, Zhao Xia was a little confused. After enduring it, she asked: "Little kid, ask you something."

"Um?"

"I heard that you have lost a lot of money when filming movies. Are you unable to hold on? That's why I thought of borrowing money?" Unexpectedly, Jing Jian's concession made Zhao Xia even more worried.

"Where did the news come from?" Jing Jian was a little surprised. There were so many messy rumors.

"They are all spreading it. They will show it to me in the newspaper." Obviously, gossip is everywhere, and Zhao Xia is frightened by the media.

After thinking about it, Jing Jian felt a little negligent. He smiled and said, "Xiaoxia, I have never told you how much industry I have. I will calculate it for you when I get home later."

...

Looking at the seven or eight pieces of paper in front of her, counting the zeros, Zhao Xia's voice trembled: "Little kid, is this true? Is it true?" Until now, after Jing Jian's explanation, she still couldn't believe it.

Pour a glass of juice and Jing Jian handed it to Zhao Xia: "This month is not counted. From January to May this year, I made a total of more than 81 million US dollars. Even if I invest 230 million in the movie, it doesn't hurt at all. So don't you feel at ease?"

Feeling ridiculed, Zhao Xia admired Jing Jian's eyes and leaned cross-legged on Jing Jian: "Forget it, forget it, I can't care about you, just torture it!... Little kid, what do you think if you have so much money?"

"What you asked...is an ideal?" Jing Jian was a little confused.

"Um."

"My ideal..." Jing Jian thought for a while, "What I want is the right to speak!"

"The right to speak?" Zhao Xia was stunned by the new words.

"Yes!" Jing Jian's expression became serious. "Originally in China, now we both came to the United States. You may also find that almost all industries, Chinese people have no right to speak. Even we ourselves have become accustomed to it. It seems that it is natural. Finance, industry, agriculture, minerals, and even the academic community, all have no voice in China. Why? Just one word - poor!"

"I really can't stand this tone, I really can't help it. After I figured it out, I started to make money, and it's been exactly one year now. In fact, from a life perspective, my money has been enough. With this money, our family will never spend it in several lifetimes. But in terms of speaking, my money is far from enough. In fact, I am not greedy. I make money first, then find an industry, and finally seize the right to speak in this industry."

Zhao Xia held the cup and listened silently. She felt the ambition of the men around her, but she didn't seem to fully understand: "Little kid, aren't you a cadre? After returning to China after graduation and becoming a leader, don't you still have the right to speak?"

"I said..." Jing Jian thought, and it might take a long article to explain these clearly. Anyway, it is time to live with Zhao Xia, so there is no need to argue about such topics. Moreover, Zhao Xia in his previous life seemed to have little concern for the rest except for her own knowledge. So Jing Jian smiled and changed his tone, "Anyway, I'm studying now, and I'll talk about the others after graduation."

"Yeah." Zhao Xia agreed with Jing Jian's statement, "At that time, I didn't know that you would study abroad. I was thinking, after graduation, I went back to China to find you, so let's live our own lives. Unexpectedly... you are here. I like it very much, really."

"Haha." Jing Jian was a little curious and asked with a smile, "Xiaoxia, if it was a hypothesis. If I hadn't studied abroad and didn't have that much money, what would you think?"

"Then after graduation, I will go back to China. We both stay in the capital together. We both have wages and the country will allocate housing. It is best if you can allocate a better unit. I want to stay in school to teach, that's the best." Zhao Xia answered very quickly. It seems that she had thought about this a long time ago, "But, it's better to have more money, so you won't worry in the future. Hehe."

...

The discussion about money has come to an end for the time being. In fact, Zhao Xia is relatively indifferent in this regard, or in other words, she is more content with the status quo in her past and present lives.

Jing Jian also thought about life again. In fact, after constantly making money, his heart became more and more empty. He seemed to have embarked on the old path of his previous life, playing money games, but his life was quite confused.
Chapter completed!