"I find it too difficult to get rich and escape poverty with this small beauty salon. Serving these ladies every day is like taking care of grandchildren."
"Is there anything that can make people rich quickly without being insulted? Count me in."
Zhou Jinbei raised her hand, and the two pinned all their hopes on Jiang Nan Fang.
"Me too, me too, count me in too."
Jiang Nan Fang pondered for a few seconds while looking at the phone screen and jokingly texted them.
"Yes, stock trading. A slightly less risky but more stable option than stock trading is buying funds. The question is, do you two have money?"
Chen Jiaojiao used to often hear her father discuss stocks and funds, but she was too young to take it seriously, so she knew nothing about it.
Zhou Jinbei was the same as her. She knew that trading stocks and buying funds could make people rich overnight, but it could also make them lose everything. Therefore, she adopted a wait-and-see attitude.
"Don't play with these things without a reliable manager. You'll lose money. Let's talk about something realistic."
"Speaking realistically means working hard, moving bricks, letting your boss appreciate your work ability, giving you a promotion and a raise, and reaching the pinnacle of life."
Jiang Nan Fang added a mischievous smile after this text.
"Or you could rely on your second brother. Didn't you say that whatever he leaves between his teeth is more than we earn in a lifetime?"
Zhan Bei Jue had not asked Zhou Jinbei to take meeting minutes, so she sat in the back row, engrossed in her phone.
She thought Zhan Bei Jue was facing forward and her phone was hidden by a notebook, so no one would notice.
However, Zhan Bei Jue happened to turn his head, and with a glance at her face, he saw through her slacking with her cunning expression.
Because there were too many people around, he didn't confront her.
He endured until the meeting ended, and she was still staring at her phone screen with a foolish smile.
Zhan Bei Jue announced the end of the meeting, stood up first, and walked to her. With a "whoosh," he snatched her phone.
Her hand suddenly felt empty, and Zhou Jinbei was startled.
She looked up, and Zhan Bei Jue was already leaving.
The chat on her phone was all about him, and she had made so many jokes about him. It would be trouble if he saw it!
Zhou Jinbei, scared, quickly chased after him.
"Second Brother..."
Zhan Bei Jue walked while flipping through her phone, scolding her in a deep voice.
"What are you yelling about during work hours?"
"President Zhan! I'm sorry, President Zhan! I shouldn't have been playing on my phone during work hours. I know I was wrong! Give me a chance, and please return my phone to me!"
Zhan Bei Jue ignored her and walked forward briskly.
The two walked back to the office, one in front and the other behind.
As the door closed, Zhou Jinbei jumped up to snatch her phone back.
"Give it back to me, stop looking! Although it was wrong for me to play on my phone during work hours, it's also wrong for you to spy on someone's privacy!"
Zhan Bei Jue raised his arm high and flipped through her phone from beginning to end.
Finally, he turned around, his arm still raised, and looked at Zhou Jinbei with a playful gaze.
"Didn't you say Jiang Nan Fang disdained discussing me behind my back? What is this?"
"This is an exception!"
Zhou Jinbei quickly explained for Jiang Nan Fang.
"Look at when I created my group, it was just created during the meeting! We only said these few sentences."
"She doesn't mean to take advantage of you. She doesn't bother to consider you as a pie. Don't be scared."
"Who's scared?"
Zhan Bei Jue wished Jiang Nan Fang would consider him as a pie, wished she couldn't leave him.
He knew that because of what happened to him in Switzerland, Jiang Nan Fang had spent a lot of money.
Now, she didn't have much savings left in her private account.
When they divorced, she refused to take anything from him, and now, if he gave her something, she would still not accept it.
Therefore, Zhan Bei Jue was actually quite happy to see these messages in the group.
She wanted to make money quickly? To get rich quickly and lie flat?
She wanted to trade stocks? She wanted to buy funds?
Zhan Bei Jue went to sit behind the desk and dropped Zhou Jinbei's phone onto the table.
Zhou Jinbei immediately pounced to grab it, but he raised his hand to stop her.
"Sit down."
Zhou Jinbei was frightened by his endlessness and mumbled softly.
"I really didn't say anything bad about you. You've already seen these few sentences. What do you want?"
"I said, sit down."
She could only sit down in front of him, looking at him nervously.
Slacking off openly at work and making fun of him behind his back, she was finished...
To her surprise, Zhan Bei Jue looked at her and said lightly.
"It's your turn to speak. What do you plan to reply?"
"..."
It couldn't be that bad, could it?
She was just chatting with her girlfriends in private, and he not only wanted to see the content but also to control what she said next?
It was worse than torture.
"I don't plan to reply. I'm going to focus on my work..."
Zhan Bei Jue looked at her seriously: "No, you must reply."
"?"
"Say that your company colleague recommended a fund manager to you, who is very reliable, and you want to recommend him to Jiang Nan Fang."
"Ah? But I don't have such connections..."
"Just say it if I tell you to."
Zhou Jinbei's mind raced. Looking at him, she seemed to understand something.
"Second Brother, could it be?"
Zhan Bei Jue didn't speak and pushed her phone back to her.
Suddenly, she felt that the cute second brother from a while ago was back!
Although he looked proud and didn't want to say anything, Zhou Jinbei could tell from this incident that he still cared about Jiang Nan Fang!
He wanted to help her!
She followed Zhan Bei Jue's instructions and sent a message in the group. Jiang Nan Fang replied.
"You just said you had no resources, and now you have some? Where did you hear about this?"
Zhou Jinbei mentioned a well-known person in the company whom Jiang Nan Fang also knew.
"He just came out of a meeting with my second brother. I overheard him. If you don't trust me, don't you trust him?"
"Give me a break. If people knew that Zhan Bei Jue's ex-wife was investing such a small amount of capital in funds, they would laugh their heads off."
"We won't go through him. I've already gotten the fund manager's contact information. Let's contact him directly. He doesn't know your relationship with my second brother."
Jiang Nan Fang still didn't take it too seriously. After all, stocks and funds were just casual mentions, and one should still be down-to-earth and diligent in their work.
"Alright, alright, hurry up and get back to work. We'll talk about this later."
"Although you have a connection with Zhan Bei Jue, you still need to show some practical action at work. Otherwise, if others see you slacking off, they will gossip behind your back."
Zhou Jinbei said "okay," ended the conversation, and handed her phone to Zhan Bei Jue.
"Does this sound okay?"
Zhan Bei Jue looked at it and returned the phone to her.
"Help me apply for another WeChat..."
"What for?"
"No, you can't use a new number."
He took out another seldom-used phone from the drawer, fiddled with it for a while, and handed it to Zhou Jinbei.
"Add him, and push this contact card to Jiang Nan Fang."
"Second Brother, your..."
"Don't ask what you shouldn't, don't say what you shouldn't."
Zhan Bei Jue opened his computer and started working.
"You only have this much utility value to me now. Don't lose your only advantage."