Chapter 30 The Thirtieth Day After Stopping Running Away The thirtieth day after stopping running away...

Chapter 30 The Thirtieth Day After Stopping Running Away The thirtieth day after stopping running away...

Jiang Zihan was a little uneasy and nervous.

It was her first time flying, and seeing how nervous she was, the fat man comforted her, saying, "Don't be nervous, the flight is quite smooth, and you can even drink alcohol on board. If you're really scared, ask the flight attendant to pour you a beer later."

"Really? There's beer too?" Jiang Zihan's interest was piqued by the fat man, and she kept asking about the things on the plane.

She came to Beijing by train, standing the whole way. Beforehand, she had heard that she was going back to Shanghai and was thinking about whether she should prepare some food to eat on the way. She even asked Wen Chan about her taste preferences.

I never expected to be able to take a plane, and the first place I'm going is Shenzhen.

The fat man had never been on a plane before, but he was well-informed. Mainly, he was afraid of embarrassing himself, so he asked around beforehand about what was on the plane.

Now they start showing off, saying things like you can drink Moutai liquor, smoke, and eat delicious food prepared by a special chef on the plane.

These words left Jiang Zihan completely bewildered, and she looked at the fat man with great admiration, "Brother Fatty, you're amazing! You've flown on airplanes before?"

The fat man looked embarrassed for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "It's alright. By the way, did you bring any plastic bags?"

"Why bring a plastic bag?" Jiang Zihan asked, puzzled.

The fat man said, "Some people get airsick and throw up on airplanes, so we need to prepare in advance."

Jiang Zihan slapped her forehead. "You're so thoughtful. I'll go look for it right now."

Wen Chan sat to the side, watching the fat man and Jiang Zihan talk, and almost laughed. After boarding the plane, Jiang Zihan adapted well and even had a big appetite. She tried all kinds of things, including steak and Moutai liquor, and even ate Hagdas. The fat man, on the other hand, vomited the whole way.

So much so that when Mr. and Mrs. Ye came to pick them up, they were startled to see the fat man's pale face, thinking something had happened to him.

Shenzhen is much hotter than Beijing. Wen Chan took off her coat and held it in her hand. "He's fine, he just gets airsick. Let's go to the hotel now and let him rest well, then he'll be fine."

The proprietress then realized what was going on and beckoned everyone to get in the car, saying, "No wonder you all looked so pale. You didn't eat much here, did you?"

The fat man was feeling much better now. He leaned back in his seat and said, "What can I eat? My stomach is empty. If I had known I would get airsick, I wouldn't have eaten this morning."

Mr. Ye and his wife laughed heartily.

The landlady said, "It's alright, it's good that you've thrown up. You can rest at the hotel for a while. Tonight, we'll treat you to grouper, how about that?"

The hotel we stayed at is currently the only five-star hotel in Shenzhen.

The lights were dazzling, and everyone coming and going was dressed in suits and ties, looking elegant and refined.

Jiang Zihan and the fat man were both visibly stunned when they got out of the car. Wen Chan was also taken aback and said to Mr. and Mrs. Ye, "Brother Ye, sister-in-law, why did you book such an expensive hotel for us? It's too expensive. Let's find a cheaper one."

The landlady warmly pulled Wen Chan inside, saying, "It's not expensive at all. It's only about a thousand yuan a night. You've come all this way, so we'll cover the hotel bill."

A thousand or so dollars?!

Jiang Zihan was hesitant to walk on the carpet.

She looked around and saw many foreigners pulling suitcases. The chandeliers in the lobby were dazzling, and there were a pair of antique vases on either side of the front desk. The receptionists were all dressed like Hong Kong stars.

This place is like another world.

"That's even more unacceptable. You've already gone to a lot of trouble to treat us to dinner tonight, how can we let you spend money to pay for our hotel stay?"

Wen Chan shook her head and said, "We'll pay for it ourselves."

The proprietress smiled and affectionately patted Wen Chan's arm. "I don't like hearing you say that. It's too formal. The designs you drew before made us a lot of money. Look at this jade bracelet on my wrist, isn't it beautiful?"

Jiang Zihan couldn't help but glance at the proprietress's wrist.

The bracelet was a vibrant, deep green, so green it seemed to shimmer with water.

The proprietress had fair skin and a plump figure; wearing this bracelet, she exuded an air of nobility.

"It's beautiful. This must be an old piece." As a woman, and having spent her previous life in high society, Wen Chan had to hone her eye for jade. At the very least, she needed to be able to tell the difference between real and fake jade. Otherwise, if she accidentally said the wrong thing and offended someone, she would be in trouble.

"This water source is top-quality, a fine item, something that can be passed down through generations."

The proprietress was even happier to see that Wen Chan knew her stuff so well, her eyes crinkling into slits with her smile. "Young lady, you really know your stuff! A friend of mine gave this to me for 50,000 yuan. After I bought it, your brother kept saying I was being wasteful. He's been making a lot of money lately, so what's wrong with him spending a mere 50,000 yuan on a bracelet?"

Somewhat helplessly, Boss Ye checked Wen Chan in and said to the landlady, "I only told you once, but you don't do it every day. Besides, this jade bracelet is a bit expensive. It's more worthwhile to buy a house. You can rent out a house."

Mr. Ye is clearly a shrewd and calculating person.

Wen Chan laughed and said, "Brother Ye, you're wrong. You can rent out a house for 50,000 yuan and make money, but you can't make your wife happy. Besides, you'll definitely make more money in the future and become a big boss. Your wife has to buy some things to keep the house safe, otherwise people will laugh at her. She's really thinking of things."

When the proprietress heard Wen Chan agree with her, she immediately nodded: "That's right. What's the big deal about my jade bracelet? You haven't seen your cronies, their wives are buying such expensive things, like foreign designer bags and watches. If you ask me, those things are really just throwing money down the drain."

“That’s true, Miss Wen. How come these foreign brand names can be so expensive?” Mr. Ye asked in bewilderment. “A bag, the size of a palm, sells for tens of thousands. What’s the difference between that and robbery?”

"Yes, robbing is illegal," Wen Chan replied seriously.

Mr. Ye and his wife, along with the others, all laughed.

Jiang Zihan and the fat man didn't dare to say a word from beginning to end.

After taking their luggage to the hotel, Mr. and Mrs. Ye left their driver behind to serve them. Jiang Zihan put down her luggage before daring to speak, "Sister Wen, are all people in Shenzhen this rich?"

Wen Chan was about to call Chen Bozheng when she heard this and was both amused and exasperated. She turned to look at Jiang Zihan and asked, "What's wrong? Were you scared?"

Jiang Zihan nodded honestly.

She had set up a stall on Xiushui Street and had seen many wealthy people. Others looked down on them as individual business owners, thinking that it was not respectable to show their faces in public. But she knew that there were many business owners on Xiushui Street with tens of thousands of yuan in their pockets. Not to mention others, Jiang Zihan herself had saved up nearly ten thousand yuan.

If you were to work a regular job, it would probably take ten years to earn that much money.

Even so, compared to Shenzhen, it's nothing.

A room costing a thousand yuan a night, a bracelet worth fifty thousand yuan, and a Mercedes-Benz—this hotel room actually has all kinds of appliances: a refrigerator, a TV, air conditioning, and even a very spacious bathtub.

She glanced at the toilet as she walked past it, and it was bigger than her house.

Jiang Zihan felt as if her feet were floating on cotton, not marble tiles.

“Shenzhen is a national treasure created with the full support of the country. It is also close to Hong Kong, Taiwan and Macau. This place has the right timing, location and people. Mr. and Mrs. Ye are not the richest. There are many people who are richer than them,” Wen Chan said calmly.

She had also felt the same way as Jiang Zihan.

When she graduated from university and spent all her savings on a Chanel suit to impress others, some of her colleagues had family trusts, while others were children of shareholders in large corporations, and even their dog bowls were Hermes.

In her past life, Wen Chan had given it her all to get through the door. In this life, with the advantage, she wants to go even further.

"But this is too outrageous. A room costing over a thousand a day, I'm hesitant to stay here." Jiang Zihan looked herself up and down, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet.

She was very confident. Good-looking kids are confident in themselves. Jiang Zihan had prepared for this trip with Wen Chan, and she specially bought several outfits made of good material at Xiushui Street.

Even so, she felt somewhat restrained and uneasy at this moment.

This inferiority complex is uncontrollable and its origin is unknown.

Jiang Zihan was a little surprised, because Wen Chan's clothes weren't particularly nice, and she wasn't wearing any jewelry, but why did she have such a natural air about her in this place, as if she was born to live this kind of life?

"You'll get used to it after a while." Wen Chan noticed Jiang Zihan's discomfort and came over to pat her shoulder. "I'll call Chen Bozheng. You should also call Liu Yan and tell her about your family. There are a lot of things in Shenzhen, so you can go and buy some things to take back to your family. But remember to call Fatty too. There are a lot of people here, and the security is worse than where we are."

Jiang Zihan nodded.

Wen Chan let Chen Bozheng know she was safe, then handed the phone to Jiang Zihan and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Tonight's dinner party is not just a simple meal. Wen Chan's main purpose this time is to go to Shanghai to speculate on stocks. In just over ten days, the Shanghai Stock Exchange will be established. In her memory, there is a stock that can be described as a "monster stock".

It would be a shame to miss such a great opportunity to make money.

However, Wen Chan didn't have enough money on hand. Three hundred thousand yuan seemed like a lot, but Wen Chan had a big appetite. She wanted to accumulate her own capital before the next big opportunity.

This is why Wen Chan came to Shenzhen to meet Mr. and Mrs. Ye. First, they had worked together before and had a general understanding of each other's character and abilities. Second, Mr. and Mrs. Ye had capital but lacked ways to make money. They knew many people and could bring in a lot of money.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Jiang Zihan hesitated for a moment before dialing Liu Yan's number.

Liu Yan's family also has a telephone. She does a variety of businesses, including both retail and wholesale, so she had to install a telephone at home so that other people could contact her.

It was around dinnertime, and Liu Yan was indeed at home.