Opening the car door, Jiang Mengdie got off gracefully.

She looks capable in a short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, while on the lower body are paired with off-white cropped pants and a pair of white strap sandals, which looks exquisite.

"Tsk tsk, our Manager Jiang has been doing well in the past two years! We have all driven a Porsche." Zheng Jian held his tone, with a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt in his words. In his impression, Jiang Mengdie has always been timid. How could she steal the limelight today?

Jiang Mengdie looked at him with a gentle smile, but she just smiled perfunctorily, which really made people look ugly.

Suddenly, Zheng Jian frowned, his face darkened, and he said sarcastically: "I don't know what job Manager Jiang has done recently? How much is his annual salary? Maybe we have social work, and we can cooperate in the future."

"I didn't do much work, as for the annual salary! It's not much, only three or five hundred!" Jiang Mengdie brought a hint of funnyness, as if she was deliberately talking to Zheng Jian. After all, she had no good feelings for this pussy. When she was in college, she relied on her family's wealth to show off and liked the way others knelt on their knees and licked him the most.

As for Jiang Mengdie, she had never licked Zheng Jian in college, so she was even more polite at this time.

"Three or five million?"

The boys and girls in the two classes were stunned in an instant. This is a damn salary of three to five million yuan? Is it true? How much does it cost? It is even higher than Zheng Jian’s income?

After all, in their eyes, it is normal to earn 30,000 or 50,000 a year, and it is not bad to earn 70,000 or 80,000 a year. As for those who earn 100,000 or 200,000 a year, they are already the best among them. But Jiang Mengdie is better, and she only has 30,000 or 5 million at a time. Can you still have fun?

Zheng Jian was also stunned. He didn't expect that the timid girl in college would have so much income? You know, he relied on his father to earn a false reputation in a year and earned a million yuan.

Apart from all kinds of treats and services, he is estimated to be only 300,000 or 500,000 a year.

"Brother Jian, it is said that she has been with Mo Feng, and it is not impossible for millions a year." A dog-leg next to her quickly stepped forward and whispered in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jian frowned. Although everyone knew about this, Zheng Jian didn't pay much attention to it.

His eyes turned slightly, and then Zheng Jian looked at Jiang Mengdie again, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Manager Jiang, I heard that you have a good relationship with Mo Feng. I wonder if I can recommend it to me? I happened to have a project on hand, maybe I can talk about it."

"Don't worry, after things are done, I will definitely give you a big red envelope. Let's make money together!"

"There is a good relationship with him?" Jiang Mengdie was stunned for a moment, and said something a little lost. In fact, she didn't know what Mo Feng had to do with her, maybe she was just a classmate.

But because of Mo Feng, she has today. Douyu may have given her today's achievements because of Mo Feng.

Jiang Mengdie shook her head, smiled self-deprecatingly, then looked at Zheng Jian and sneered, "I have nothing to do with him. In addition, he may not be interested in the projects you have, and you are not worthy of talking about making money with him."

"You..." Zheng Jian's face turned gloomy in an instant and he wanted to get angry.

Jiang Mengdie was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at him proudly. In her eyes, this kind of garbage was not worthy of carrying shoes to Mo Feng, let alone discussing business with Mo Feng.
Chapter completed!