"If you need any help from me, just ask." Ji Changmu accompanied him with a cigarette between his fingers.

"Lao Ji, if I have to go back, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again."

"It's not that serious."

"Growing up, all the favors, honors, and praises came from my eldest brother. All I got was criticism and accusations. They all thought I was inferior to my eldest brother. When I became an adult, they were extremely disappointed with me and sent me to study abroad.

, no more discipline. If my eldest brother hadn't had a car accident later, the Yan family might not even have remembered that they had a son." Yan Jia said intermittently, with infinite sadness in his eyes.

It was the first time Ji Changmu saw such a pessimistic and helpless Yan Jia. He had never seen such a pessimistic and helpless person.

From the day he met Yan Jia, he was bold and cheerful, playing with the world, but today Ji Changmu saw a different Yan Jia.

"Old Ji, take good care of your career and live a good life in New York. Listen to my advice, women don't have many good things, just play around, don't take it seriously, spend all your thoughts on career, career is the foundation of a man

." Yan Jia chattered while drinking.

"Yan Jia, you drank too much."

"You know my drinking capacity, I didn't drink too much..."

"It's not interesting for us two men to sit together. How about I call Bai Jiaojiao to accompany you?"

"No, that woman is the same professional as your little girl, right? But she's not interesting. I've long been tired of it, but I won't be in New York for a long time, so I don't plan to change my girlfriend again."

Ji Changmu said nothing and only smoked.

On the other hand, Yan Jia drank a lot and talked a lot, talking erratically. Now he talked about work, and now he talked about women.

Ji Changmu just crossed his legs and smoked with his head down, his eyes dark and dark, and his body was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke.

"Lao Ji, the financial world is turbulent and it's not easy to mess around. Please take care of yourself."

"Um."

Ji Changmu knew this without Yan Jia reminding him.

Playing in the financial world is all about heartbeat and excitement, as well as agility and tolerance that are different from ordinary people. You must be able to enjoy the luxury and prosperity of tall buildings, but you must also be able to withstand a fall from a cliff if you accidentally lose everything.

Ji Changmu has always been cautious in character, which is why he has been able to gain a foothold on Wall Street over the years.

But he also knows what his weakness is. He is too young and has no capital or backing.

It's windy outside.

After sitting for a while, Ji Changmu stood up and patted Yan Jia on the shoulder: "I'll go back first, I have something else to do."

"Well, you can go." Yan Jia did not stay with him. He could see that Ji Changmu's thoughts were not here. "Look for me more when you have time. When I return to the country, I'm afraid we won't see each other for several years."

Just one side."

Ji Changmu knew he was telling the truth, nodded and left.

Ji Changmu walked into the winter evening wind smelling of cigarette smoke. The weather was very cold, and the wind blew across his face like a knife.

Over the years, he had trained his heart to be ruthless and cold, but when he found people around him leaving him one after another, he couldn't help but be moved.

Ji Changmu stood alone in the wind for a long time.

The sky above our heads was dark and gloomy, with no moon and only a few stars that flickered on and off, dotted in the endless night.

If Yan Jia is unhappy, why shouldn't he?

But he didn't have any breathing time for himself. In Vanity Fair, as long as he stopped for a minute, he would be run over by thousands of troops.
Chapter completed!