I can copy the three thousand avenues

Wen Lan didn't respond. Jiang Jingci was already teasing Qiu Ping with a smile, "If I had walked in a few minutes later, Wen Lan would have been fooled by your sharp tongue!"

"Now that Lao Qiu has agreed, he must be fully confident. But he has a soft mouth, and he always means one thing in love and another in his mouth."

Qiu Ping stood up and poured water for Jiang Jingci and Wen Lan, and chuckled: "When the moon waxes, it wanes, and when the water is full, it overflows. You taught me this, have you forgotten it?"

"Wen Lan is not an outsider, just tell her directly." Jiang Jingci took the water glass and handed the first glass to Wen Lan.

Wen Lan's tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

Jiang Jingci has a calm temperament, so if he says this, he can't be wrong.

She was filled with gratitude and glanced at Jiang Jingci with the corner of her eyes——

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he looks good, but he can't hide his fatigue.

This time Jiang Jingci helped her again, and she felt mixed emotions.

Jiang Jingci helped him again and again, and Wen Lan felt both grateful and guilty towards him.

She didn't know what to do to make up for it!

She obviously wanted to stay away, but fate brought her and this man together again and again!

"Lao Jiang, what's wrong with your hand?" Qiu Ping asked anxiously, as if he had discovered a new world.

"I accidentally burned it." Jiang Jingci said softly, "After I came out of the airport, I booked a table at Su Ji's family dinner. Let's have a good chat then."

Qiu Ping shook his head, "We're going to Su Ji's family dinner. The people in the city center are all acquaintances. Your Mingyue Villa is very good. I haven't been there for a long time."

"Then Mingyue Villa. I will call and make arrangements right away. I will give you a dinner of the highest standard today." Jiang Jingci agreed with a smile, "Actually, I thought of Mingyue Villa first, and I was afraid that you wouldn't want to Go to the suburbs.”

"I've been in the city for a long time, and it's boring. The environment of your villa is nice. Don't make it to the highest standards. Just prepare a few dishes and two bottles of wine. Remember, you don't want red wine, you want white wine. Just you and me, plus One Miss Wen is enough." Qiu Ping patted Jiang Jingci on the shoulder.

Jiang Jingci smiled and shook his head: "I knew you were still thinking about my two bottles of old wine!"

"I have sincerely helped Miss Wen with the lawsuit. Is it not too much to drink two bottles of wine from you?" Qiu Ping said.

The conversation between the two made Wen Lan feel that the favor he owed Jiang Jingci would never be repaid!

Qiu Ping asked several more questions related to the second trial, and Wen Lan answered them one by one.

The three of them chatted leisurely for a while. When they came out of the elevator of the law firm, Jiang Jingci's special driver for Shangjing was already waiting in the parking lot.

This time, Wen Lan took the initiative to sit in the passenger seat, while Jiang Jingci and Qiu Ping got into the back seat.

On the way to Mingyue Villa, Qiu Ping kept asking Jiang Jingci if he had any investments with quick returns recently.

"I asked you to follow me to buy Cangtai's bonds years ago, but you didn't listen. I just made the move the day before yesterday, and in less than sixty days, I have made a steady profit of seven figures." Jiang Jingci scolded, "I'm optimistic about it. If you don’t follow the project, I can only give you four words - you have no vision.”

"How can I not be as rich as your family! A year of working hard to help people with lawsuits is not as much as what you made in two months of 'Yuan Sheng Jiang Ji'! You suggested that I invest so much at that time, and I was afraid that if I lost money, My children and my wife have to go and drink the northwest wind!”

"I have never invested lightly in the past two years. As long as the project is recognized, you can follow it."

…

The conversation between the two made Wen Lan learn about a new Jiang Jingci.

On the surface, Jiang Jingci's only business is the "Yuanshengjiangji" pawn shop. In fact, he is an investment expert. He has made a lot of money in the past few years. In the past two years, in the investment world, he has not made any moves easily, but he has been ruthless when he did. Make a fortune.

As a result, many people in the venture capital industry wanted to jump on Jiang Jingci's boat, but Jiang Jingci was used to being a "lone ranger" and never mentioned anyone's ideas.

As the car slowly drove into Mingyue Villa, Jiang Jingci suddenly said to Wen Lan in front of him: "If you have the intention of making quick money by investing, I can check it for you at any time."

Wen Lan hurriedly shook his head: "With the little money I have in hand, I would never even dream of investing it."

"It's wrong to say that. No matter how much money you have, you still have to have the dream of making money. If Miss Wen really wants to invest, she can borrow it from Lao Jiang if she doesn't have any start-up capital!" Qiu Ping added with a smile.

Jiang Jingci looked deeply at Wen Lan and said sincerely, "As long as you want, it's totally fine."

"I will not touch a completely unfamiliar field." Wen Lan expressed his stance again.

Even though she had just bought a house and was almost going crazy thinking about money, she would never take advantage of Jiang Jingci again!

"Miss Wen looks very smart, but she doesn't have a clear mind at all!" Qiu Ping said as he looked at Jiang Jingci meaningfully, "A beautiful woman like Miss Wen can use her brain a little. You’ll have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life, right, Lao Jiang?”

"Lao Qiu, don't mislead young people! Miss Wen is self-reliant and does not take shortcuts. She has the confidence and ability to make money." Jiang Jingci's tone was sarcastic.

He did not expect that, with sincerity, he presented the opportunity to make money to Wen Lan, but was decisively rejected.

Wen Lan lowered his eyes in embarrassment, "I have neither the confidence nor the ability to make money. I just want to make hard-earned money and have peace of mind."

Jiang Jingci was heartbroken and simply chose to remain silent.

As soon as the driver parked the car, someone came to open the door for them and respectfully called "Mr. Jiang" to Jiang Jingci.

Wen Lan followed the two of them closely and walked into an elegantly decorated private room on the second floor.

The standard of the private room is very high, with separate restrooms for men and women, and a lounge. The plum garden is visible out of the large floor-to-ceiling window.

Although the plum blossoms have long faded, the sparse shadows and branches in the garden are still very artistic under the shadowy moonlight.

Qiu Ping was not satisfied with looking at the plum garden in front of the French window for a while, so he asked the manager of the villa for the key to the plum garden and went to stroll in the garden alone.

Only Wen Lan and Jiang Jingci were left in the private room.

The waiter brought up two bottles of white wine that Jiang Jingci had hidden for many years. Wen Lan picked up the old wine box and looked at it, secretly shocked. Both bottles of wine were from 1982.

She quietly searched on her mobile phone, and the prices that popped up made her more uneasy.

"Old Qiu is a cautious person. There are not many people and drinking parties that can make him let down his guard. He is from the north and loves to drink white wine the most. Today, I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." Jiang Jingci hung his coat at the entrance and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

He drank white wine many years ago and had a perforated stomach. After being discharged from the hospital, he quit drinking white wine.

Now she is still afraid of seeing liquor, but for Wen Lan's lawsuit, she has to force herself to make an exception.

Wen Lan bit her lip, her eyes full of guilt: "Old Jiang, I feel like I am a troublemaker, constantly causing trouble for you. I just searched online, these two bottles of wine, each bottle alone is already six figures-"

"Are you still going to say that you will transfer the money to me after dinner?" Jiang Jingci stared at her with deep eyes.

She heard some complaints, but dared not say anything.

"These things have a price." Jiang Jingci suddenly approached her, his eyes burning, "How much do you think my heart for you is worth?"