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Chapter 55 Purchasing a Villa(1/2)

"Do you want to chase me?"

A very abrupt question.

So much so that both of them were silent for several seconds.

"What?!" Jiang Chen, who suddenly reacted, almost fell off the sofa in fear, and looked at Xia Shiyu in a daze.

He couldn't understand where the logic of this woman was. How did he come to the conclusion that "I want to pursue you"?

"The existence of an enterprise is to create profits. If you already have a profit channel that can make more than 100 million yuan in half a year, why should you invest the hard-earned profits into the most risky technology companies?" Xia Shiyu paused and said quietly.

To be honest, although he was sometimes very angry with his hippie attitude, she did not hate Jiang Chen in her heart. It would be better to say that from Jiang Chen, she felt a feeling that she had never felt.

A sense of security? A sense of ease? Not good...

This feeling made her very confused.

To a certain extent, this inexplicable feeling was at work when I said that sentence without any choice...

She once suspected that Jiang Chen's purpose of founding this company was just to give her a reasonable reason.

When did he start falling in love with me? Did he start in the clothing store? And I seemed to hurt him...Is it because of the pain I brought him that he transformed into a man like this now?

Xia Shiyu is very entangled. She is very disgusted with becoming a woman like a vase. She hopes to prove her strength through her own efforts and create her own value, rather than being held captive by rich people and used as a toy.

When she was in college, many young men and rich second generations pursued her, and even promised to let her study in a well-known company, or even directly serve as an executive. However, Xia Shiyu refused to lose all of them. She was very arrogant and had the capital to be arrogant. Although she was born ordinary, her abilities were not ordinary.

Does this era depend on your face? It is certainly not all, at least most people still work diligently.

However, when facing Jiang Chen, she hesitated for some reason.

She had long vaguely "guessed" that Jiang Chen set up this company just to "bring" her, not because of lofty ideals or something. As for those grand blueprints, they were just big pie drawn.

Because of debt? It shouldn't be... because of something else? Xia Shiyu can't figure it out.

I have to say that women are stubborn creatures. Once they recognize a point of view, they will selectively ignore all factors that are not conducive to the argument of this point of view. For example, the value of the mobile game Jiang Chen brought, and is it too nonsense to invest 100 million yuan just for her?...

In short, all these doubts were ignored by her.

"I don't understand, 100 million yuan, if you invest in real estate, at the current rate of return..."

"Because I want to stand on the top of the mountain to see." Jiang Chen interrupted Xia Shiyu's words with a smile.

Confused by this inexplicable answer, Xia Shiyu stared at Jiang Chen blankly.

"100 million yuan? Haha, compared to the future market value of Renmin Technology, it is just a fraction of the money. I made a lot of money, but being a wealthy slave cannot bring me the status I deserve. What's the use of putting this money in the bank? More than one million yuan a year? It can only double in decades? As for whether it is for you?... Haha, I can spend 100 million yuan to prostitute for a few lifetimes." Without shy away from the vulgar words, Jiang Chen stood up and walked straight to the door and left, leaving Xia Shiyu with a look of surprise.

Is this true?...If so, there will be no problem...

Looking blankly at the direction of his departure, she didn't know where he came from when he spoke such a "dream talk", and she didn't understand why she was still a little convinced.

Isn't it because of me?

For some reason, she suddenly felt an inexplicable loss in her heart.

......

Close the door, Jiang Chen smiled bitterly and looked at the security door behind him.

Are my words heavy?

But this girl...what does she feel good about herself to come to this conclusion?

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen took a deep breath and raised his feet downstairs.

However, what he himself didn't notice was that for a moment, his heartbeat accelerated...

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The next morning, Jiang Chen took Aisha to taste the small Chinese food buns. Seeing the girl eating voraciously, Jiang Chen couldn't help feeling sad. He suddenly remembered Sun Jiao, wondering how she was doing? Where is Yao Yao? Are you in better health?

Thinking of all the things in the end of the world, a smile of longing appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

Aisha peeked at the smile on Jiang Chen's face, and her heart felt inexplicably warm.

Is it time to go back and see them... Jiang Chen, who was still thinking, did not notice the girl's gaze, but just quietly looked at the white mist rising from the porridge.

After morning, Aisha went to the crash course of Chinese for foreigners in Guangmao Building alone. Jiang Chen took a taxi to Xia Shiyu's building downstairs. He made an appointment to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to handle capital injections with her this morning.

Originally, Jiang Chen was a little nervous. Will the two of them feel embarrassed after meeting yesterday? After all, he just explained vaguely yesterday and ran away. Well, now looking back, there was indeed something about escaping at that time.

However, it turned out that he was too worried. Xia Shiyu was as usual. After seeing him again, she did not react too much. She just quietly got on the taxi and sat next to Jiang Chen.

"How did you sleep last night?" Jiang Chen didn't know how to speak, so he asked casually with a smile.

Xia Shiyu gave Jiang Chen a blank look, but did not respond. She just reached out and stuffed a piece of information into Jiang Chen's arms.

"...There is a job fair next Wednesday, held at Wanghai University. I applied for a recruitment booth. I hope that as the chairman of the company, you can come with me."

"No problem, do you have time in the afternoon?" Jiang Chen agreed readily, and then raised other questions.

"What's wrong with you if you have time?"

"Let me see the house." Jiang Chen shrugged and said with a thick face.

"...Is this a business or a private matter?" Xia Shiyu asked with a sigh.

"Uh, what you promised me...well, it should be considered a private matter."

Xia Shiyu glanced at Jiang Chen's side face and unconsciously bit her lower lip.

The words of refusal have already flowed into my throat, but there is no such thing as this. Why is this happening? Xia Shiyu herself doesn't understand very well.

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Last night, Jiang Chen transferred 100 million US dollars from the Swiss bank account to a domestic account according to special means guided by Roberts. Of course, before entering the domestic account, the money had been converted into RMB at the current exchange rate and deducted a small amount of "processing fees".

It's an interesting channel and the price is also very cheap. Roberts's guy is patting his chest to ensure that there will be no legal issues.

Looking at the string of zeros displayed on the mobile banking account, Jiang Chen giggled at the screen for a while, and then turned off the screen. He ignored Xia Shiyu's curious gaze and leaned against the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.

Is it a Lamborghini? Or a Bentley? It's really a tangle...

This little girl Xia Shiyu is worthy of being a good at doing things. She is born to be a secretary. Oh no, the CEO’s material. Jiang Chen is the secretary material. The word "dry" can be pronounced as accent.

Xia Shiyu had already prepared the relevant procedures last night, and she had also familiarized herself with the legal documents first. Jiang Chen just glanced at the documents and signed a letter. The registered capital of Wanghai Future Ren Technology Co., Ltd. was added with zeros.

Jiang Chen noticed that when he filled in 100 million in the registration form column, the salesperson's eyes on the service window had completely turned into stars.

This evil money society is really interesting to his mother.

It turned out that he might have despised him, but now he just wants to laugh.

"100 million yuan of liquid capital...unbelievable." Xia Shiyu looked at the documents in her hand tremblingly, but still did not recover from the shock.

Although she has worked as a store manager and has seen a certain world, she is still too young after all.

"This is just a preliminary plan. I plan to make this mobile game a world-class mobile game. Then this layout is destined to be unable to recover our investment in the early stage." Jiang Chen opened the car door for Xia Shiyu very gentlemanly and said with a smile.

"...I didn't expect you didn't understand anything." Xia Shiyu glanced at Jiang Chen in a little surprised. She thought Jiang Chen was planning to carry the boss to the end.

For things like mobile games, pursuing short-term return on funds will inevitably squeeze its vitality. If you want to grow bigger, it is best not to consider profit and loss in the early stage.

"You have to figure out the difference between the emperor and the marshal. You are responsible for fighting, and I am only responsible for telling you where to fight." Jiang Chen was very pretentious and stretched out his fingers and shook them, which attracted Xia Shiyu's eyes.

"I always feel that I've been doing eunuchs' work lately."

"Haha, that's your illusion. But speaking of it, you seem to be much more cheerful and you will be joking." Jiang Chen looked at Xia Shiyu in surprise and teased.

"...Where will go next? Mr. Chairman." Xia Shiyu inadvertently bypassed this topic.

"Master, go to Wanhua to buy property, the one in the city center." Jiang Chen said to the taxi driver who looked at the two of them with a weird face.

If you want to buy a villa, you naturally have to go to someone else's headquarters to buy it. It's so shabby to keep renting a hotel.

"..." Xia Shiyu glanced at Jiang Chen, said nothing, and silently obeyed his arrangements.

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Wanhua Real Estate, a leading company in the real estate industry in Wanghai City, has a total market value of 132.7 billion yuan, and is one of the world's top 500 companies. The reason I chose to buy a house in this real estate company is purely because Jiang Chen doesn't understand the real estate industry at all, nor does he know which real estate company has a villa. However, he has heard of the name Wanhua Real Estate several times in the news broadcast, so he chose to buy a house here.

After getting off the taxi, a magnificent building appeared in front of him. The marble floor was covered with a clean and tidy red carpet, and the unique carving railings stood on both sides of the stairs. The luxury of a classical and modern atmosphere lingers on the entire building. Just looking at it makes people feel deterred. Occasionally, pedestrians pass by, they will inadvertently bypass the bright red carpet.

It's like a palace without a sense of people-friendly atmosphere.

Why is it designed like this? Because they want this effect.

Highlight the dignity of those who enter and exit, and discourage those who are irrelevant.

To put it simply, it means that those who can't afford luxury houses will not have the idea of ​​coming here to make soy sauce.

Cough, to be honest, Jiang Chen was a little discouraged just a second before stepping on the red carpet. But then he thought, I am also a rich man with hundreds of millions of dollars, how could he not have such a demeanor? So he walked up swayingly.

The boss of Wanhua Real Estate didn't know that in just a few seconds, he almost missed a business with a profit of tens of millions. Because of that damn decoration...

This is an era of nouveau riche.

On the other hand, Xia Shiyu followed Jiang Chen naturally with an indifferent expression. This is not because Xia Shiyu is used to this upper class style, but because she is not the one who bought the house anyway...
To be continued...
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