Ji Changmu sat silently on the chair and listened to him. He also knew that Yan Jia did not want to return to the country. Yan Jia was the youngest son of the family. He was not trained as a successor since he was a child, and he was not valued by the family. But what about Yan Jia's eldest brother?

I had a car accident a few years ago and became a vegetative state.

"I will have no freedom when I return to China, and I have no interest in the company at home." Yan Jia ate breakfast and suppressed the smile on his face, full of disdain, "Growing up, I only bought things that my brother didn't want.

When it's my turn, it's as if I'm not your biological child. The old man had little experience in real estate last year and suffered serious losses. He has no money for me to squander in New York. If my film and television company continues to lose money, it will have to close down."

"So serious?" Ji Changmu didn't know the situation yet.

"Well, the film and television company, isn't it just burning money in the beginning? I don't care if the scripts produced in the past few years make money or not, I will accept them anyway. The old man had money to squander on me before, but now he himself is short of money."

"Then what if you still don't make money this year?"

"Closed."

"Let me help you think of a solution."

"Okay, Lao Ji, please help me think of a way. If it doesn't work, you can inject me with capital. You know, I really don't want to go back, I don't want to go back to that home at all."

Ji Changmu didn't say much.

It’s not easy for Yan Jia either.

"The old man went to the capital a few days ago to have a dinner with some financial circles and bank CEOs. He thought he could raise funds to solve an urgent need, but as a result, no one looked at him seriously, and he is here today." Yan Jia laughed contemptuously.

He said, "Growing up, he always said that I was naughty, disobedient to discipline, and out of character. My brother was outstanding, cautious, and graceful. Now my brother has been lying in bed for several years. Even if he looks down on me, he has to come to me.

Otherwise, all the Yan family's property will fall into the hands of others."

Ji Changmu only knew a little about Yan Jia's family affairs and never delved into it. He only knew that Yan Jia was not well received by his father because he had an extremely outstanding brother.

Now that his eldest brother would most likely not wake up, Yan Jia was retrained by his father.

But his father still looked down on him, and the two often quarreled on the phone. His father called him an adou who couldn't support him, and he also called his father "old man" in private.

Ji Changmu and the others all know these things.

Yan Jia gets angry every time he talks about this, but he has no intention of mentioning it today. His eyes are red and there are faintly visible veins on his neck.

Ji Changmu grinded a cup of coffee for him: "Don't worry, work hard on your film and television company this year."

"Old Ji, sometimes I envy you. You have no fetters and can focus on your own career. Of course, you are much more capable than me. What the old man said is right. I am just an Adou who cannot help me."

Ji Changmu smiled sarcastically.

He had endured all the darkness and pain back then, and there was nothing glamorous about it. He just stepped on thorns with his bare feet, and blood was everywhere on the ground.

Yan Jia didn't want to go to the company today, nor did he want to see his women. He didn't leave after breakfast and stayed in Ji Changmu's apartment.

The two were sitting on the sofa talking, and Yan Jia turned on the TV and drank tea.

Ji Changmu crossed his legs and put his notebook on his lap, chatting with him while working.

Most of the time it was Yan Jia who spoke, and Ji Changmu occasionally responded.
Chapter completed!