62: Chapter 62 I Need Money

"Yes, yes, yes, I want it!"

Zhang Tao almost jumped for joy, but unfortunately, the cast on her foot limited her performance.

She knew all too well how much General Manager Li wanted a few bottles of red wine that could be presented with pride.

It was just a pity that the time was too short and preparations were insufficient.

As an enterprise in the investment sector, it was not appropriate to blindly throw money at purchasing private collections at exorbitant prices.

Otherwise, the reputation of losing money would spread, which was far more embarrassing than poor hospitality.

Watching Zhang Tao's happy appearance, Zhao Jian thought to himself: "What do you mean 'you want it'? Wasn't it just the night before last that you said you didn't want it?"

Women are truly fickle.

After eating, Zhang Tao returned to the company to tell General Manager Li the good news, while Zhao Jian went home to get the wine.

Having just received ten bottles, most of them were sold that very day.

It seemed that although the liquor market was beginning to decline, it was unrealistic to say it had completely collapsed.

He rested at home for a while.

He planned to open a bottle that night with Good Older Sister to taste what a one-hundred-thousand-yuan bottle of wine was like, and stay the night while he was at it.

It wasn't out of lust; it was simply that the bed at Zhang Tao's place was big and comfortable.

However, his plan fell through.

Just as he timed it right and arrived to deliver the wine just before closing time, he hadn't even had the chance to suggest dinner together.

Zhang Tao said in disappointment: "General Manager Li wants me to accompany her to the capital tonight; she has to pick someone up at the airport in person."

"But I got an invitation for the cocktail party the day after tomorrow. General Manager Li told me to give it to you."

Zhao Jian wasn't interested in cocktail parties.

But Zhang Tao immediately followed up with something that piqued his interest: "I'll be there too, and there will be many pretty girls acting as waitresses."

Whether there were girls or not, he mostly just liked looking at Good Older Sister.

He took the invitation and tucked it away securely.

The two chatted for a moment at the company entrance before each went their separate ways.

Of course, Zhang Tao couldn't go home; she didn't even have time to eat dinner before leaving with General Manager Li.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jian took a taxi home with the cold, hard one million yuan that had just been deposited.

While passing a milk tea shop, he was looking out the window out of boredom when he suddenly noticed two familiar figures.

It was Wang Peng and Su Wanyin.

There was also a girl standing between them.

Judging by their actions, Wang Peng seemed to be presenting a gift, but Su Wanyin kept her face cold and fiddled with her phone, refusing to accept it.

"Beep beep beep..."

Just as he understood the situation, his phone rang. It was Su Wanyin calling.

Although he could roughly guess the purpose of this woman calling him, he still chose to answer.

"Hey, Zhao Jian, do you have time? I want to see you."

"How much do you want to?"

"Super much!"

Without hanging up, Zhao Jian paid the driver and said while getting out of the car: "If I appear in front of you immediately, is there a reward?"

"What do you want?"

When Su Wanyin asked, she put on a cutesy, soft, and sweet voice.

"Money!"

"Pfft, don't even think about it!"

This time, her voice was normal.

When Zhao Jian walked over, Su Wanyin looked up at his prompt.

She was stunned.

He said he would appear immediately, and he did. Could it be a superpower?

Su Wanyin, who was fantasizing in her mind about her ex-boyfriend being a superhero, didn't notice that the moment Zhao Jian appeared, the look of fawning and sycophancy on Wang Peng's face was replaced by an expression of anger.

Before Su Wanyin could speak, Wang Peng already asked with hostility: "Zhao Jian! I'm not in the mood to deal with you today, don't come looking for trouble!"

Besides anger, he also felt a tinge of fear in his heart. Every time he encountered Zhao Jian, he had bad luck.

Today, he had managed to bribe the front desk at Su Wanyin's company to find out she was on leave, and even specifically had the receptionist ask for her whereabouts.

He had chased after her to give her a gift and curry favor with his goddess!

Yet, he had run into Zhao Jian again!

"I asked him to come and keep me company, so what does it have to do with you? This is the street, not your home, so please conduct yourself with some dignity, President Wang!"

Before Zhao Jian could speak, Su Wanyin retorted on his behalf.

In the past, out of consideration that they were all former classmates, and since she was new in town with no money and Zhao Jian had no job, she hadn't wanted to offend Wang Peng back then.

After all, rumors had it that the Wang family had some influence in Xiong City.

But Wang Peng had become increasingly excessive.

He had verbally attacked Zhao Jian time and time again; if she were to continue trying to smooth things over, she was afraid she would offend Zhao Jian!

Wang Peng's face looked exceptionally ugly.

But he still forced a smile and said to Su Wanyin: "Wanyin, I'm just afraid you're being deceived by him. It's been four months since graduation and he's still wandering the streets without a proper job. If you spend too much time with someone like this, he'll shamelessly eat and drink on your dime."

"Do you remember that time at the gathering when a woman paid his bill? That was the wealthy woman keeping him; I'm afraid you'll end up in the same predicament!"

Su Wanyin thought to herself: "There's such a good thing?"

On the surface, she just said stiffly: "Don't talk nonsense about things you aren't sure of; spreading rumors is illegal!"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Su Wanyin, Wang Peng turned his head and babbled at Zhao Jian: "Zhao Jian, do you have any shame? Letting a woman pay for meals, letting a woman stand up for you in an argument. You are just a good-for-nothing!"

Facing Wang Peng's provocation, Zhao Jian asked expressionlessly: "So letting a woman pay and letting a woman stand up for you makes one a good-for-nothing? You were also born by a woman, so what kind of 'nothing' are you?"

This sentence stunned Wang Peng.

Zhao Jian himself was also a bit dumbfounded.

He had been standing behind Su Wanyin, happily watching them argue.

Who would have thought the spearhead would turn and target him?

He had retorted in a rush without thinking at all.

Fortunately, Wang Peng had no brain.

"Alright, alright, I heard from Yinyin that you are all classmates, why not go for a drink? It's better to resolve grudges than to hold onto them."

The woman standing to the side who hadn't said anything until now stepped in to mediate.

Zhao Jian remembered her; she was Su Wanyin's Best friend and also an employee at Jia Ren Animation.

She was the one who had encouraged Su Wanyin to take out a loan for an investment, though he didn't know if they had fallen into the trap.

Wang Peng was fuming from the retort and had no intention of staying any longer.

With a cold snort, he turned and left.

Meanwhile, Su Wanyin tried to take Zhao Jian's arm, but he dodged it.

"Let's go for a drink, my treat!"

Although Zhao Jian dodging her made her feel a little bit aggrieved, thinking about the bad things she could do after getting Zhao Jian drunk made Su Wanyin impatient.

Zhao Jian didn't like drinking.

He had wanted to refuse, but with Su Wanyin's pleading eyes, her hands with nowhere to rest, and the money vaguely visible in her hand, how could he bear to refuse such a fragrant and soft girl!

The bar was nearby.

Once there, they opened a booth.

The Best friend Zhou Yun went to the bar to order drinks.

Without the third wheel, Zhao Jian immediately hurried over to sit beside Su Wanyin and said affectionately: "Where's the money?"

Su Wanyin was shocked.

He sat beside her, the two pressing closely together.

His eyes were full of affection.

His voice was gentle.

And it was just to ask for money?

Just a moment ago, she had even thought of the position!

Su Wanyin wished she could stuff her high heel into his mouth.

But she still gritted her teeth and handed over the five hundred yuan.

At this moment, Zhou Yun had finished ordering the drinks and fruit platter and was walking back.

The money couldn't be seen by her Best friend, so it had to be passed under the table.

By the time Zhou Yun sat back down, Zhao Jian had already taken the money and returned to his original seat, opposite Su Wanyin.

"I ordered Margaritas and Cosmos for you guys. Do you want a pitcher of pineapple beer?"

Zhou Yun looked at Zhao Jian.

Her eyes held an inexplicable provocation.

Zhao Jian thought to himself: Are you all sick? Did Wang Peng infect you?