A life of financial freedom

Zhong Rou and Jiang Jiaqi left Fangzheng Investments and exited the building. Only then did the latter regain some clarity, her eyes fixed on the former like searchlights.

They arrived at the subway entrance and, following the crowd, took the subway back to school.

Jiang Jiaqi scratched her face. "Rou Rou, what happened today was fake, right?"

"Of course, it's fake," Zhong Rou rolled her eyes. "You thought it was real? No, I was lying to you. I specially rented a company, arranged for hundreds of employees, and even had a fake brother-in-law, all to deceive you."

Jiang Jiaqi suddenly grabbed Zhong Rou's arm. "Rou Rou, why have you never mentioned that you have such a rich brother-in-law?"

"I also have a grandfather sleeping in a mausoleum, enemies who deserve a beating, and idiots with unclear minds. Do you want to know about them too?" Zhong Rou said calmly. "Why would I talk about my family for no reason? You didn't ask."

Jiang Jiaqi asked, "But Rou Rou, if your brother-in-law is so rich, why were you working part-time throughout college?"

"I like making money."

Jiang Jiaqi: "..."

The simple answer struck her heart.

No problem.

Zhong Rou simply liked making money, nothing more.

Jiang Jiaqi finally understood why Zhong Rou was so洒脱 (sǎtuō, natural and unrestrained), why she could despise rich second generations, and why she hoped to become a rich first generation.

It turned out she was already a 'rich second generation' herself, but she wanted to earn money through her own abilities and surpass her brother-in-law.

She used to think Zhong Rou was just being stubborn when she said these things, but now it seemed she was just too lazy to say more.

Zhong Rou said, "I've found a job for you. Just go to work. With my brother-in-law's protection, no one should cause you trouble."

"My brother-in-law's company isn't bad. The clients you'll be in contact with are all high-quality, which will allow you to钓凯子 (diào kǎizi, hook up with rich guys), but you can't hook up with my brother-in-law, or my sister will kill me."

As she spoke, she rubbed her chin. "Once my brother-in-law's money arrives, I should start my own business. I want to create a quantitative investment firm, write programs, and make money in the financial market, hehe..."

The thought of dominating the financial market and earning lots and lots of money made her happy.

"Rou Rou."

"Mm."

"I want to work with you."

Zhong Rou came back to her senses. "I'm starting a company from scratch. It'll be very tiring at first, and the clients you'll be in contact with may not necessarily be high-quality."

"But I just want to work with you."

Seeing her friend's serious face, Zhong Rou nodded. "Okay."

Jiang Jiaqi was not only beautiful but also quite capable. She was better than Zhong Rou in interpersonal skills and more sophisticated, so she could be absorbed.

The two took the subway back to school, chatting along the way. Most of the time, Jiang Jiaqi asked, and Zhong Rou answered.

From the inquiries, Jiang Jiaqi learned about Zhong Rou's past experiences. She lived in her hometown during middle school and came to Shanghai for high school. Having seen the prosperity and extravagance of the world, she was almost immune to the things that ordinary people yearned for and was now only interested in making money.

It had to be said that Zhong Rou was a truly remarkable woman.

"Is your sister very beautiful?" Jiang Jiaqi asked.

"My sister and the word 'beautiful' don't go together, you know?" Zhong Rou replied.

"I don't believe it. If she's ugly, why would your brother-in-law marry her? Is your brother-in-law blind?"

"Why would I lie to you?" As she spoke, Zhong Rou took out her phone, found a family photo, and pointed to her own sister. "Look, she's really ugly."

Jiang Jiaqi immediately saw a girl in the photo holding a toddler, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes filled with autumn ripples, her smile gentle and moving, like soft willows in spring, beautiful enough to stir the heart.

Did that have anything to do with being ugly?!

Jiang Jiaqi's self-proclaimed beauty was completely crushed by Zhong Tingyue.

The two exited the subway, and Zhong Rou received a text message, notifying her that 50 million had been transferred to her bank card.

She went to the bank, checked her bank card balance, and smiled happily when she saw the numbers on it.

Jiang Jiaqi opened her mouth wide.

Although she had been mentally prepared, she still couldn't believe it when this long string of numbers actually appeared before her eyes.

Wait, she just took out 50 million so easily?

Are you sure she didn't take out 5 yuan?

Jiang Jiaqi sighed. "Why is the difference between people so great?"

Zhong Rou checked the account balance and suddenly received a message. She quickly grabbed her cardboard box and ran towards the dormitory.

"Jiaqi, I'm going back to the dormitory first. Take your time walking."

Jiang Jiaqi shouted, "Why are you running so fast?"

"My business is here. Someone wants to buy betel nuts."

Watching the hurried figure finally disappear from sight, Jiang Jiaqi didn't know what to say for a moment.

She has 50 million in her account and is now running for a business that profits a few yuan.

"Perhaps... that's Zhong Rou."