Shenhao: I Can Make Money With One Click

Grand Hotel Levan.

Inside the Wealth Hall.

At this class reunion, only about thirty people came.

On the dinner table, dishes were placed one after another, but everyone was still talking endlessly and did not want to pick up the dishes for dinner.

"I said, Jiang Chen is the best in our class right now, right?"

"That's for sure. They all bought Lamborghinis."

"Lamborghini, I can only see it in novels. Jiang Chen, no, Brother Jiang, can you let me sit down later?"

The entire conversation at the dinner table revolved around Jiang Chen’s Lamborghini.

Lamborghini, who in general has a car like this?

On the other hand, Xu Chen and others, from being high-spirited in the group to now at the gathering, didn't say a word. Except for a few people who smiled, everyone else surrounded Jiang Chen.

"I said, Jiang Chen, what business are you doing recently?"

At the dinner table, someone looked at Jiang Chen and asked.

"Some small business." Jiang Chen answered simply.

"Small business? What kind of small business? Brother Jiang, if there is any way to get rich, please show me."

"Yes, yes, Brother Jiang, if there is any way to get rich, bring a group of classmates."

Everyone asked, not because of ridicule, but because they were really curious and wanted to know what kind of business Jiang Chen was in.

"Internet IT industry."

Jiang Chen mentioned an industry casually, and it is a new industry. To be honest, how many people present understand it?

But when it comes to IT, these people instantly feel superior.

"Niucha, Niucha, come on, brother Jiang, I'll give you a toast."

"I didn't expect it. We fought together back then. Now, Brother Jiang, you are doing so well. It's really enviable."

"Yes, yes, well, why didn't I chase Jiang Chen back then? It seems like a pity now."

At the class reunion, everyone was talking. Some people envied Jiang Chen for making money, some praised Jiang Chen, and some female classmates even bluntly asked why they didn't pursue Jiang Chen in the first place.

This is money ability.

Soon everyone was talking and laughing.

When I was almost drunk, I started to complain all kinds of things, such as shit being unpalatable, money being hard to make, so-and-so being a good fighter in the past, but now in jail, so-and-so has become rich, and so-and-so has disappeared.

There is also a female classmate who looked pretty good at the time, but now works as a cashier in the county. All in all, seven or eight years have passed, and many, many things have happened.

Jiang Chen listened carefully and was filled with emotion.

It's just a meal, and it should take at least an hour or two to eat, especially if it's a class reunion.

But halfway through the meal, Xu Chen and others said they were going back. It was obvious that they were too overwhelmed by the limelight of Jiang Chen, and the whole topic revolved around Jiang Chen.

How can you be willing to stay with people like them?

How about opening a factory with 8 million a year and returning a master's degree from overseas? Compared with Jiang Chen, it's really incomparable.

As soon as the gang left, Yang Xiaomei spoke directly.

"When you come to a class reunion, you just want to dress up. These people are also funny. Jiang Chen, you can take a good breath this time. These people are in the group and they know how to dress up every day. This is not a class reunion. "

After seeing the person leave, Yang Xiaomei simply spoke directly.

The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.

Jiang Chen smiled. Once the gang left, he felt more at ease. Everyone was eating and drinking, but Jiang Chen didn't drink. After all, he had to drive later. Drunk driving is a bad behavior.

But I have to say that today’s meal was really enjoyable.

The whole class, whether they like it or not, must praise themselves.

Eat and drink enough.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. I was supposed to go to sing, but it was too late. Many female students still had to go back, otherwise their husbands would definitely be angry.

So this party ends here.

At the entrance of Levan Hotel.

Those who drive drive, those who take taxis take taxis, and everyone casually makes an appointment to get together next time when they are free.

"Sister Mei, do you want me to take you back?" Jiang Chen asked.

Yang Xiaomei drank some wine, shook her head and said: "No, no, I'll go back directly. Don't let my husband see it and get jealous. Besides, Wenwen is still here, and you two are single, so I will No more blind participation."

Yang Xiaomei was generous, Jiang Chen nodded, the two parties added their phone numbers, and then left.

When it was almost done, Jiang Chen drove the car, and Zhang Wenwen naturally sat in the passenger seat.

"call!"

Taking out a pack of cigarettes, Jiang Chen exhaled, and then lit a cigarette. The meal was quite good, at least it was quite refreshing, but he had to sigh with emotion after hearing so many stories at the dinner table.

"What is Mr. Jiang feeling about?"

Zhang Wenwen smiled. She was not disgusted with the smell of cigarette smoke, so she didn't care.

"I lament that in this society, if you don't have money, you are a bastard." Jiang Chen chuckled, and then drove the white hurricane to Zhang Wenwen's house. She had already started to navigate.

"Yes, in this society, if you don't have money, you are a bastard, but Mr. Jiang is different now. He is a rich man and is high-spirited."

Zhang Wenwen also nodded.

Because what Jiang Chen said is absolutely right.

"I'm a very rich man, so I can only live hand to mouth." Jiang Chen chuckled.

And Zhang Wenwen was speechless.

"I said, Mr. Jiang, can you stop pretending like this? It's boring."

Zhang Wenwen was speechless. Jiang Chen said he was barely getting by, but what about the others? Just living an ignoble existence?

"Hahahahaha."

Jiang Chen laughed loudly.

Twenty minutes later.

As the roar came, Jiang Chen sent Zhang Wenwen to the gate of the community.

"Want to go upstairs and sit for a while?"

Zhang Wenwen asked. This sentence was both polite and an inquiry.

"Going to your house?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Otherwise? Where to go?"

Zhang Wenwen replied.

However, the next moment, Jiang Chen looked at the Seven Days Hotel in the distance, and Zhang Wenwen understood what he meant.

"Why do you men think so much about this? You are so evil!"

Zhang Wenwen laughed and cursed.

And Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Okay, go back and rest early. See you next time."

"OK!"

Zhang Wenwen nodded and then walked towards the community, while Jiang Chen drove away after seeing Zhang Wenwen enter the community.

To be honest, he didn't mean it at all, it was just a joke.

Just like that, another half hour later.

Lakeside Hotel.

A white Lamborghini appeared at the door.