Ji Changmu left the hospital. He helped Yang Shuzheng get back her custom-made cheongsam and bought some Bincheng specialties on the way, especially the fruit candies.

When he got home, he found that Yan Jia had come to his house to drink tea without knowing it. He was sitting there with a serious attitude, tasting various tea leaves in front of him, without treating himself as an outsider at all.

"Yan Jia, I'll be back in New York in two days."

"Oh, then I'll go back to Lancheng in two days."

"Um."

"The cheongsam box in your hand is from Yuxiangfang, right? I've heard of it. The cheongsam production process of this company is ancient and complicated. Many people like to order dresses and wedding dresses, but most people can't afford it and can't order it.

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"My mother's."

"I know, open it and take a look?"

"I don't touch her things."

"I guess it's a dress. Maybe it was made for your wedding. I can see that she really wants you to get married. The sooner the better."

"It has nothing to do with you." Ji Changmu didn't bother to answer him and handed the box and the gift bag to the servant.

"In a few days, I will accompany the old man to the capital to support the old man. He said that he invited several big names in the financial industry to dinner. Tsk, he is not afraid that I will ruin his place."

"You still have to go where you need to go."

"A big shot in the financial world...a respectable man, do you recognize him?"

"Tell me."

"Mr. Mu from Huixing Bank, Director Shen from Hairong Investment Bank, Mr. Wang from Wang Group, Mr. Ou from Qiao Group... I can't remember a few more. I haven't even heard of these big guys.

Come on, isn’t it a waste of time to take me there?”

When Ji Changmu heard about the Qiao Group, his eyes were filled with deep meaning.

Of course he knew it was the Qiao family in the capital, but it was very honorable for Qiao family to give him a favor at such a dinner, even though he was a vice president.

"It's quite pitiful for such a good-looking old man to bow his head and smile in front of the big guys. To be honest, I don't want to live like him at all. I've been living like this all my life."

"Don't be willful. You don't have the capital to be willful."

"I know I have no capital. If I had capital, I wouldn't be in this situation... Lao Ji, if I end up on the street in the future, please remember to give me something to eat and don't ignore me."

Ji Changmu glanced at him and was too lazy to say anything to him.

Ji Changmu also had a meal at noon. He was not at home with Yan Jia, so he asked the driver to drive away.

I drank some wine at noon and was coaxed by some bosses in Bincheng to drink a few more drinks. These people knew that he was famous in New York and wanted him to come to Bincheng to invest.

Ji Changmu didn't know how to invest in this city at all, so he lazily muttered a few words, smoked a cigarette, and drank a few glasses of wine.

After drinking too much, the ink-stained color in Ji Changmu's eyes became heavier, and his face was covered with a layer of frost-like coldness. His thin lips were pursed, his eyes were intense, and he said nothing.

When the party ended, he was half drunk, sitting alone in the car smoking a cigarette, and asked the driver to drive the car to the deserted suburbs.

At this time of year, the flowers were blooming lively, but his heart was not lively. The desolate heart seemed to be stretched deep and heavy by strong branches, and even tobacco and alcohol could not relieve it.

The peach blossoms were blooming in full bloom, and his eyes were full of red.

However, most of the cherry blossoms have faded at this time, and only some late cherry blossoms are still blooming.
Chapter completed!