I'm a good man [quick wear]

He firmly believes that this person must be a potential stock!

So, he said very sincerely, "Do you think the investment fund can double in one year? Or make several million with ten million?"

"Stock trading is faster." Ji Yang sent over.

"That won't work. The ten million my dad gave me last time was from stock trading losses. I don't have any underwear left. I heard that the fund will never lose money no matter how much it loses. The risk is lower than stocks."

"Let's do it like this, I'll pay for it and you operate it. If you can make money, I'll give you money."

Zhang Hao feels that he is very good at doing business.

Pay someone to invest for you, so you don't have to draw lots to decide which fund to buy.

Ji Yang: "One percent management fee and 10 percent commission on profits."

"No problem! When can we meet?"

"Take care of the child, you can't get away, so come on."

Ji Yang said and gave him an address.

Zhang Hao looked at the address and felt a little excited. He felt that he was about to meet the master. He looked at the colorful clothes he was wearing and quickly went to change.

Otherwise, the master will think that he is not serious.

Later, he felt that he was still very rigorous. He also called a lawyer and wrote a contract. Everything was very formal.

He took the lawyer's contract, changed into a suit, and came to the place Ji Yang said.

In front of him was an old dilapidated house. He looked at the old walls and the cracked corridors. It was dark inside and the lights were dim. He felt like it was a pyramid scheme den.

For this reason, he took off his sunglasses and looked at the address carefully.

"That's it."

Isn't it a lie?

He remembered the cold sweat on his back, swallowed, and mustered up the courage to walk inside.

Walking into the corridor, it is very narrow and a bit dark.

He took a deep breath, climbed up quickly, and kept cheering himself up.

Who dares to kidnap him?

Lao Zhang twisted his head!

When he arrived at the door number, he reached out and knocked on the door. He quickly took out his cell phone to take a photo of the door and sent it to his best friend, along with his location.

After finally being reincarnated into a wealthy family, I haven't enjoyed enough in this life, so I can't give up.

"Coming." A young voice came.

Zhang Hao was wary and would use his fists if something went wrong.

The old door was opened, and a young man wearing a vest, unshaven, and stubble all over his chin looked at him. He looked young and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me...does the patron saint of Xiao Jinjin live here?" Zhang Hao racked his brains and thought about it, and the name of the other party's post seemed to be called this.

Looking at the other party, he felt that he might have really come to the wrong place.

This young man doesn't look much older than him. The great master must be forty years old, right? Otherwise, how can he be a great god?

"Yes." Ji Yang opened the door, turned around and walked in.

Zhang Hao stuck his head in, not knowing if there was any ambush inside, so he bravely walked in.

The young man was squatting on the ground at this time. There was a little baby sitting on the sofa, wearing a light blue one-piece skirt and a headband of the same series, with his head lowered.

"Come on, hold on, daddy will take a picture of you." The young man was cheering, constantly encouraging the baby leaning on the sofa.

The little baby looked at his father, leaned to one side, and fell on the sofa.

"Hey." The young man sighed, pulled her feet, and pulled her over with a helpless tone, "I didn't do very well today. Go play on the ground by yourself."

With that said, he put the baby on the yoga mat next to him and threw in a few toys.

Zhang Hao looked at him and then at the little baby.

Taking care of a baby doesn't seem to be like this in his mind.

"Tell me, what are your requirements?" The young man looked at him, "How to invest?"

Zhang Hao came back to his senses and looked at him, "Xiao Jinjin... No, Master..."

"My name is Ji Yang."

"Oh, my name is Zhang Hao." He nodded quickly, doing this for the first time, and stretched out the contract in his hand, "Look, I asked the lawyer to write this."

"I want to invest and make money, otherwise my dad will take me back. I want to prove that I can make money without him!"

He said it with complete assurance.

Ji Yang pursed his lips, took the contract directly, glanced at it, took the pen on the table, signed his name, and threw it to him.

Zhang Hao was stunned, "Didn't you ask for it?"

"No." Ji Yang squatted down, and Xiao Jinjin crawled over and leaned on his lap, then lay down again, face down.

Zhang Hao listened to his casual tone. At the same time, he led his daughter to put the clothes on her back and picked up the baby.

Literally just pick it up.

Picking it up and putting it aside, he said, "Don't make trouble, go and play."

Zhang Hao: "..."

"I don't have tea at home. I'll have takeout for dinner." Ji Yang looked up at him and said.

"It's okay, I'm not thirsty or hungry." He replied quickly.

"Oh." Ji Yang lowered his head, and the baby was holding his legs again. His moving legs reached out to support her slightly, and he could also move her on the yoga mat.

It's like playing monkey.

Where do you treat a baby as a child? Ragdoll cats and puppies may also achieve this effect.

Zhang Hao was dumbfounded and only realized it later. Ji Yang asked him why he hadn't left yet. He was embarrassed for a moment, then hurried over and said, "Then I'll leave first. I'll transfer the money to you as soon as I get back." ,thank you."

Ji Yang looked at his leaving figure, showing that he was a fool and had too much money.

The silly son of a landlord.

Zhang Hao walked down and looked up at the building behind him. He felt more and more that Ji Yang might really be a reclusive master. He lived in such a house and his family was not that good. In his opinion, it looked like a slum. Face five million eyes without blinking.