Chapter 496

The Zheng Xiang that Jiang Ming spoke of was one of the lackeys who had been following him.

Ye Chen asked curiously: "How come, is Zheng Xiang at the same company as you?"

"Yes," Jiang Ming said with a smile: "Zheng Xiang is one of my assistants."

As he spoke, he said to Ye Chen again: "Come and help me. I don't need you to have any work experience; just do odd jobs for me, serve tea and pour water. Anyway, you are best at serving people. Three thousand a month, how about it?"

Serve tea and pour water?

A monthly salary of three thousand?

Ye Chen smiled and said: "The salary is so high, I'm not worthy of it. I'd better not go."

Jiang Ming nodded and said proudly: "I'm not bragging to you, if you hang out with me, there will be a day when you can make big money. Take Zheng Xiang for example; if it weren't for me, he would have starved to death long ago."

As he spoke, he added with a smug look: "How about it, are you tempted? If you are tempted, just tell your buddy. With just one word from me, you can come to work tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiang's face was full of embarrassment, but he dared not refute.

Hearing Jiang Ming's "invitation," Ye Chen shook his head and said: "Thank you for your good intentions, but I'm used to living off a woman, so I'd better forget it."

A flash of anger surged on Jiang Ming's face, and he suppressed his temper and said: "Ye Chen, you really treat other people's kindness as donkey's lungs. I kindly offered you a job, and this is your attitude?"

At this time, Auntie Li saw this and hurriedly said: "Alright, alright, you two stop bickering. This was supposed to be a harmonious gathering. If you two keep arguing like this, I think we shouldn't even eat this meal, lest you two become enemies after finishing it!"

Jiang Ming said with a wronged look: "Auntie Li, to be honest, I really am doing this for Ye Chen's own good. I don't usually take others along to get rich. If he can really put down his pride and come work with me, I will definitely take him along to make more money."

As he spoke, Jiang Ming looked at everyone and said seriously: "Everyone, we grew up together, and there's no need for me to lie to you. To tell you the truth, I am currently a director at a fund company, and this fund company of ours is a subsidiary of the Wang Group."

"Everyone should have heard of funds; they make money very quickly. Sometimes you invest one hundred thousand, and the next day it becomes over one hundred thousand, and in a month it becomes over two hundred thousand. We who work in funds have a lot of inside information ourselves, but we never reveal it to outsiders, let alone take others to make money. I really feel that Ye Chen is too pitiful as a live-in son-in-law, which is why I am pointing him toward a bright path."

Upon hearing this, someone immediately asked: "Brother Ming, are you really working in funds? Then can you reveal some inside information to us?"

Seeing that everyone had fallen for it, Jiang Ming immediately nodded and said: "To tell you the truth, I do have a lot of inside information. I myself have also made some money relying on inside information; otherwise, it would have been impossible for me to afford a Mercedes."

As he spoke, Jiang Ming added: "Oh, by the way, I actually have more than one car. I have another car, but that car is relatively low-key, and you might not have heard of it."

Someone hurriedly asked: "What car? Tell us about it."

Jiang Ming smiled: "A Volkswagen, a Volkswagen Phaeton."

After finishing, he took out Ma Zhongliang's Phaeton car key from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said with a smile: "Look, there is a Volkswagen logo on it, and the English word Phaeton, but people who don't know the industry will think this car is very cheap when they see the Volkswagen logo, and might even mistake it for a Passat. That's why I bought this car; after all, it's low-key!"

In fact, when he said this, Jiang Ming's heart was bleeding.

What he was saying was entirely his own personal experience from just a moment ago.

It was precisely because he hadn't clearly seen the English word Phaeton and only saw the Volkswagen logo that he mistook someone else's car for a Passat and crashed into it.

Now he was in a miserable state, with a hole of over a million, and he had no idea how to plug it.

If the plan he thought of today couldn't plug it, he would basically be finished.

"Holy shit!!! Is it really a Phaeton?!"

A boy recognized the Phaeton car key and saw the W12 lettering on it, blurting out in exclamation: "This is Volkswagen's most expensive model; the top-trim model costs over 2 million. It's known as the most low-key super luxury car. My god, Brother Ming, you actually bought a Phaeton? Isn't that too low-key?"

The few people who came in the same car as Jiang Ming and saw the whole process of the accident had somewhat unnatural expressions.

They didn't expect Jiang Ming to be able to directly apply this incident to himself and use it to brag.

However, they were all Jiang Ming's lackeys, so naturally, they didn't dare to expose Jiang Ming's lie.

Jiang Ming smiled indifferently at this time and said: "Actually, we people who work in funds are all very low-key because this industry is indeed very profitable. Many people want to make money with you. Once they know you have inside information and have a way to make money grow, they all want to hitch a ride and follow you to make a profit."

That person asked again: "By the way, Brother Ming, what model of Phaeton did you buy?"

Jiang Ming smiled indifferently and said with an arrogant look: "The Phaeton I bought is a W12, which is a 12-cylinder engine."

"My god!" The person said, dumbfounded: "Brother Ming, this is the top-trim Phaeton. It must have cost over two million, right?"

Jiang Ming smiled and waved his hand: "Actually, it's nothing."

As he spoke, Jiang Ming added: "Actually, I was just being low-key earlier, which is why I didn't tell everyone my actual income. We who work in funds usually focus on 1-2 funds a month. If these 1-2 funds are done well, each one can bring us hundreds of thousands or even higher returns."

At this time, someone hurriedly asked: "Brother Ming, we have all been close for so many years. Since you have such a profitable way, can you help your younger brother out? I'm getting married soon, and my mother-in-law is asking for a 300,000 bride price. How can I possibly afford that? I've been living frugally until now and have only saved a little over 100,000. At this rate, I definitely won't be able to get married..."

Ye Chen recognized this kid; his name was Zhao Zhuoyue, and he was also an orphan.

When Jiang Ming heard that he had savings of over 100,000, he immediately had crooked thoughts in his heart.

He blurted out: "In funds, the main thing is to use leverage. The more money you have, the more you earn. Your 100,000 as starting capital is indeed too little."

Zhao Zhuoyue pleaded: "Brother Ming, this is all my marriage money. I can't even take out a penny more..."

As he spoke, he choked up and said: "Brother Ming, to tell you the truth, an orphan and loser like me, having no parents since I was small, having no money and no skills, and not having gone to school for many years, is equivalent to being half-illiterate. I can only do hard labor outside to earn some money; it's too difficult. And now I want to marry a wife but can't. I just beg you to look at how pitiful your brother is and help me out!"

Jiang Ming feigned difficulty and said: "Brother, let me tell you a heartfelt word. To play funds, you need to have capital. Your 100,000 is really too little; I can't even take you into the market."

As he spoke, he cupped his hands apologetically: "Sorry, brother, don't blame me."