Dressed as the fiance of the protagonist of the revenge essay

If you want to squeeze out potential competitors and become a high-quality male partner, you must first have a big pocket.

Although money is not everything, but without money is absolutely impossible.

Jiang Wu glanced at the 660 million in his account. Compared with the astronomical figure of one billion, it was really not enough.

Thinking about it, if this money was left in the past, he would wake up laughing from his dreams, but now he even started to dislike the small amount.

Sure enough, times are different, people are in different classes, and people's concept of money will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Jiang Wuwen System: [Can I use points to buy news about Jiang Shuwen? 】The rest of the live streaming credits are still on the shelf, it is better to use them.

Neptune: [Yes, one question for one hundred points. 】

Jiang Wu now has [-] points and can ask four questions.

[I would like to know the development project that Jiang Shuwen has not yet started preparing for. 】

[A few months ago, the expert group under the Fangjia Company discovered a new type of resource rain mine on the east coast of Xiangyunluo. I thought it was a good thing, and everyone was very motivated. It can be launched as an ornament, but its market has not been opened, the supply exceeds demand, the mining cost is too high, and the profit it can get is very little. It has been losing money for several months. Fanga Company feels that it is not worthwhile, so it can only Stop the loss in time, and push the mining rights of the mine sea to the public auction at the bidding meeting, and Jiang Shuwen will buy this sea area at that time. 】

[How much liquidity does he have to deploy? 】

[10 billion. 】

10 billion, Jiang Wu touched his chin and continued to ask: [If I buy this sea of ​​mines, can I get back the money? 】

Neptune excitedly said: [You will make a lot of money, rain mines are very rare and only exist in this sea area. As long as you open the door to the luxury market, the profit is unpredictable. It is definitely an astronomical figure that you can't think of. The premise is that you have to bid Your brother, his business sense is very keen, and he is bound to win the mine sea. 】

Jiang Wu nodded, if the youngest of the Jiang family had no real skills, Jiang Zhongwei would not value him so much.

But ability belongs to ability, Jiang Shuwen's character is really not good, he took his brother's money privately and still acted as a matter of course, comparable to a rascal in the upper class.

It's just that he has a layer of hypocritical gentleman's skin on his body, and others can't see it.

[The last question,] Jiang Wu thought about it and said: [Who is in charge of this bidding meeting? 】

【Han Yinjue, he is now in charge of Fanga Company. 】

Sure enough, all the people related to the plot basically knew each other.

It can also be said that the plot revolves around these people.

Jiang Wu quietly breathed a sigh of relief, it is good to be an acquaintance, and it is convenient for acquaintances to handle affairs.

"Master, it's from Young Master Han." Shi Gan, who had bought something outside, suddenly handed over an envelope.

Jiang Wu took it, and was not in a hurry to take it apart: "When did Feng Cheng leave?"

Yesterday, he just felt that the youth coat was soft and comfortable, so he couldn't help but bury his face in it and rub it, who knew that he would fall asleep after rubbing it.

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning, and he was lying on the sofa, holding his fiancé's white velvet coat in his arms.

"Young Master Feng left early in the morning, and the agent came to remind me." Shi Gan put the fresh vegetables into the refrigerator by category, and said with a smile, "Master, the audience's expectation index of "Meng Ma" is quite high, close to [-]." Well, we may not be able to grab tickets for the premiere by then."

For galactic superstars like Feng Shao, the tickets for the premiere are basically sold out in seconds.

But it doesn't matter, the young master has an unusual relationship with Young Master Feng.

As long as the young master wants to see it, he will be able to see it, and he can also sit in a special seat that no one else can buy with money.

"Did he say when he'll be back?" Jiang Wu remembered Feng Cheng's makeup poster, and to be honest, he was looking forward to it.

The fiancé on the screen seems to have a different kind of charm that is completely opposite to the daily life, and Jiang Wu loves it very much.

This kind of beauty who can't close her legs with A's hundreds of millions of fans outside, but softly sleeps in his arms at home, he is very cute.

In fact, no matter what Fengcheng turns into, in Brother Wu's [-] times brain-filling filter, it is a soft and harmless sheep image.

It's really that the initial impression was too deep, and Feng Cheng's face was too striking.

Neptune couldn't help sighing, as long as the other party has the patience to keep acting in front of Jiang Wu, his stupid boy will never wake up one day.

But, although the cub is a bit smarter in love, he is not bad in his career.

Seeing the assistant shaking his head, Jiang Wu stopped holding on to the topic of his fiance.

He thought that the most important thing right now was to make money.After becoming a high-quality stock and the love and marriage with Fengcheng have stabilized, I am qualified to think about these things of eating, drinking and having fun.

Shi Gan was busy preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Jiang Wu opened the envelope and took out the invitation letter inside.

It was an azure blue double-layered card. It opened into the shape of a square swimming pool. Touching the blue grid on the bottom of the pool with your fingers could stir up water patterns in circles. It felt real to the touch as if there was indeed water in it.

He turned his hand over and looked, his fingertips were dry, but the cool liquid still clearly remained on them.

The name of the invitee is written in the center of the card: Jiang Wu.

以及派对时间：9020年5月18日13：00：00

It happened to be this afternoon.

Jiang Wu took the suit jacket and put it on, and before going out, he explained to the kitchen, "Just do your own thing, I'll go out to eat."

Shi Gan chased him out with a spatula, "What about dinner, will you come back to eat?"

"It depends."

Shi Gan rubbed his head, and retreated to the kitchen with some disappointment.Today he specially bought cod which is the young master's favorite food, so let's raise it first and kill it tomorrow.

He turned over the steak frying in the pan, sprinkled salt and pepper, poured cooking wine, and was about to wash the vegetables.There was another commotion in the living room.

It was the slight rubbing sound of the soles of shoes on the carpet.

Shi Gan thought it was Jiang Wu who had returned, and went out cheerfully with a spatula, but what he saw was Feng Cheng in formal attire with a cold demeanor.

"What about him?" The young man just came back from filming the cover of the magazine, and rushed back without changing his clothes. He wanted to stay with him for a while, and go to the Mengma crew to film in the afternoon.

Unexpectedly, what greeted him was a white velvet coat that had been abandoned on the sofa and cooled long ago.

Oh, Feng Cheng took a look at Shi Gan and his silly big assistant.

"I was invited by Young Master Han to attend a party at his house."

"What party?"

"...the swimming pool."

After hearing this, Feng Cheng didn't react at all, turned around and returned to the entrance again.

"Don't tell him I've been back."

The tone of voice was calm and straight, without any emotion or anger, but Shi Gan still felt scared for no reason.Especially when he met those gloomy and indifferent eyes, he even trembled, and hurriedly nodded in response.

Now, Feng Shao seems to be a different person. The Feng Cheng in his memory is gentle and kind, with eyes as bright as the sun, as bright as stars, as if he has absorbed all the good things in the world.

Why, now... now... it's as gloomy as a purgatory on earth.

When the door was closed again, Shi Gan turned on his optical brain, and tremblingly sent a message to Jiang Wu.

[Shi Gan]: Feng Shao came back at noon, he asked me where you were, I said you went to the pool party, and then he left, before leaving, he asked me not to tell you that he was back at noon.

One minute later, he received a letter from Jiang Wu.

[Second Young Master]: Alright, I see.

Half a minute later, another one came.

[Second Young Master]: Remember to delete the chat history.

Shi Gan rubbed the hairs on his arms that hadn't fallen down until now, and replied: [Second young master, you too, remember to delete~]

As if they were filming a spy war drama, the two secretly handed over important information and reached a certain consensus tacitly.

The so called pool party was horribly deserted.

When Jiang Wu arrived, only one of the deck chairs beside the swimming pool was occupied.

"You're late." Holding a big coconut in his hand, Han Yinjue said as he bit the straw and sipped the sweet coconut juice inside.

His hair has been waxed too much, and the light-colored hair is tightly attached to the scalp, reflecting the dazzling light in the sun. Looking at it from a distance, he thought it was a bald head.

Jiang Wu walked over and leaned against the fruit and vegetable table next to him, with a half-smile: "Young Master Han, are there just the two of us?"

"You didn't want to stay when there were so many people last time." Han Yinjue put the coconut aside, and fixed his eyes on the man with a relaxed posture. "I didn't let anyone else come this time."

As he spoke, he sat up, gathered the open bathrobe, pulled the drawstring to fasten it, and glanced at the small half of the inner sleeve that was exposed outside the sleeve of the black suit, only to feel that the color of the shirt was dazzling white.I also feel that the forearm is so straight wrapped by the crisp uniform, like...

A line of poems suddenly popped up in Han Yinjue's mind, which was forced to memorize by his teacher in the ancient culture class when he was in elementary school - the heavy snow crushes the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight...

Yes, like green pine.

"Are you wearing this to attend the pool party?" Han Yinjue stood up and walked around to Jiang Wu who was half sitting and half standing. This time the height was just right.

I don't know what this kid grew up on. Standing taller than him, Han Yinjue is a full six centimeters taller. Han Yinjue claims to be tall, but when he stands next to him, he always lacks a little taste, so I can't tell.

Han Yinjue was a little jealous of the other party's skeleton.

"Can't you?" Jiang Wu beckoned to the waiter not far away, squeezed a glass of red wine from the tray, and shook it lightly: "I don't intend to go into the water."

He took a sip of the wine slowly, allowing the cool liquid to roll from the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue, all the way down into his belly.The rich aroma of wine fills the mouth, even the nasal cavity is filled with the cool and mellow aroma of wine, straight to the top of the head.

Great stamina, good wine.

Jiang Wuji squinted his eyes half-closed in enjoyment for a while, then put the wine glass aside, and asked, "Brother Han, why are you looking for me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see you." Han Yinjue looked around the man for half a circle, only to think that this man has become more and more pleasing to the eye recently.That Brother Han's shout was also very useful to him.

Jiang Wu smiled, but didn't take this scene to heart.

"Brother Han, I heard that your company is going to auction off a sea of ​​mines?" He straight to the point stated his purpose of coming.

Han Yinjue stopped poking at the coconut meat, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him curiously: "Why, you, Second Young Master Jiang, have been staring at my sea of ​​mines as soon as you changed your mind?"

"Yes, I want to buy it." Jiang Wu nodded, talking to smart people has never required too much eloquence.

"The auction is tomorrow, and the highest bidder wins." Han Yinjue replied casually, lowered his head and began to compete with the straw again.

Jiang Wuzao had expected that he would say this: "I will bid the highest price for the auction, but it's just money, and it may be delayed for a month before I give it to you."

The rules of the auction are rigid, pay with one hand and deliver with the other; but if you sign a sales contract with the owner in advance, you can get the goods first and pay later.

"Really?" Han Yinjue raised his head and glanced at him, "Your Jiang Er has to postpone it for a month, what if you can't pay after one month? Now who doesn't know that you have borrowed a huge sum of money to Young Master Jiang, he Repudiation, you can't do anything with him, where do you get the spare money to buy mines?"

"Give me a month, and I will definitely take it out." He has too many ways to get the money together.

He said it so decisively and loudly, but it made Han Yinjue laugh, "I almost forgot, there is a wind orange behind you." He let go of the straw, turned on the optical brain and pulled out a template of the sales contract: "Tomorrow the auction will end Ask him to come over and sign the guarantor, and if you can't pay after a month, I'll find him."

Jiang Wu didn't immediately agree, "Is this why you asked me to come here?" It's fake to invite him, but it's true to want to catch Feng Cheng through him.

etc.Is Han Yinjue his potential competitor?

Thinking about it carefully, the high-ranking children, with a good background and strong financial resources, are really a bit of a match.

Except that his appearance is slightly inferior to his own, in other aspects, he has indeed left him, a poor second generation, by a few blocks.

Han Yinjue was still quibbling on the other end: "The world is a lesson, I have a sincere heart for you, Jiang Er." He took the glass of wine that Jiang Wu drank before, finished it in one gulp, and finally put it down with a grin, stimulating his head, and finally said Said half a sentence: "I just want to minimize the risk, and at the same time not affect our friendship."

friendship?

This time it was Jiang Wufa's turn to laugh, he took the clean wine glass that the waiter handed over again, touched the glass in Han Yinjue's hand, and the glass wall hit each other crisply, "Brother Han, come, I respect you, respect us" deep ' friendship."

All the words in the business world are nonsense. Except for the money contract in black and white, everything else is empty words. If you say it, you forget it.

Whoever takes it seriously loses.

Jiang Wu's purpose of coming this time has also been achieved, and he and Han Yinjue exchanged flattery for a while, then lied that he had other things to do and wanted to go home early.

Han Yinjue held back a few words half-truthfully and half-falsely, and let him go.

The communication between the two is really not nutritious. After this wave of business boasting to each other, not only Jiang Wu felt bored and wanted to leave, but Han Yinjue was already impatient, and he wished he could leave as soon as possible.

The guy who couldn't make a fart when he poked him before, did he break through the sophisticated nerves in his brain?

Like a gourd cracked in the sun, suddenly enlightened?

Boring, Han Yinjue lay back on the chair again, teasing him boringly.

Back at Xiang Yunluo's house, just as he opened the door, a pair of hands came out to greet him suddenly, Jiang Wu was startled, "What's wrong?"

Shi Gan glanced carefully into the living room.

"Master Feng is waiting for you." He lowered his voice, seeing the relaxation of his savior on his face, and the sweat on his nose was glistening, all from being nervous when he was in the same room with Feng Cheng.

Although people didn't look at him the whole time, Shi Gan just felt uncomfortable, so he waited at the entrance, stretching his neck and looking forward.

It wasn't until his own boss appeared that he felt that his whole heart had settled down, just like finding the backbone.

calm down.Didn't do anything bad, what ghosts are afraid of knocking on the door?

Jiang Wu winked at the assistant and looked over his shoulder.

Feng Cheng was wearing a piece of soft home clothes, and was lowering her head to handle yellow peaches with a fruit knife.

He moved slowly. First, he cut a small cross on the bottom of the yellow peach with the tip of the knife, peeled off the thick peel, and then cut the golden flesh into thin slices, and put them into the plate on the low table.

The sweet smell of fruit flesh wafts in the air.

"You didn't go to film?"

Jiang Wu was so tongue-tied, he hurriedly took off his suit jacket, handed it to Shi Gan, rolled up his shirt sleeves and walked straight over.