Gan Jing returned to the rental house with a complicated mood. As soon as he entered the door, he found Jiang Haokun sitting drunkenly in front of the sofa. There were several bottles of beer and peanuts on the coffee table.

Jiang Haokun seemed to be drunk. He didn't even notice when Gan Jing came back. He kept pouring wine into his mouth and even drank and vomited, leaving the living room in a mess.

Gan Jing looked displeased, but he still walked over to Jiang Haokun and asked with concern: "Haokun, why do you drink so much wine?"

"Leave me alone." Jiang Haokun shouted drunkenly: "I want wine, give me wine."

"Haokun, don't be like this, you have to cheer up." Gan Jing said sadly.

Jiang Haokun said dejectedly: "What's the use of cheering me up? The Jiang family has already told the entire Magic City business district that no one is allowed to help me. I, the solemn heir of the Jiang family group, can't even get out a hundred yuan now, and I still need to

Let me stay at your house."

Gan Jing said: "If the Demon City doesn't develop, we will go to other places. The country is so big, and there are always places where Jiang's influence cannot be reached. With your talent, I believe we can make a comeback soon!"

Jiang Haokun reached out to grab the wine bottle on the coffee table, but Gan Jing stopped him.

"It's useless. I don't have any capital now. How can I make a comeback?"

Gan Jing said: "You have no money, but I still have it. You used to take care of me, now I take care of you!"

Jiang Haokun said painfully: "Gan Jing, I'm sorry, the clients introduced to your studio before may have to break the contract. They don't dare to offend Jiang!"

Gan Jing was shocked when she heard this. The only two orders in her studio were both introduced by Jiang Haokun. If the other party breached the contract, she didn't know if her studio would be able to pay her next month's salary.

"Uncle and aunt are really so awesome?!" Gan Jing said in disbelief.

Jiang Haokun hugged Gan Jing and apologized: "I'm sorry, I caused you trouble."

Gan Jing gathered himself together, shook his head and said, "Don't say that. In the end, it's me who is the one who's causing you trouble. If you weren't with me, you wouldn't be targeted by your uncle and aunt."

Jiang Haokun said firmly: "Gan Jing, don't worry, I will never leave you. If it doesn't work, let's go to Africa!"

Gan Jing's expression changed several times. Thinking of what Jiang Lai said, she hesitated and said: "There is no need to go to Africa!"

Jiang Haokun wiped away the alcohol and said: "Gan Jing, I have done some research. Although South Africa is a bit messy now, it still has great development potential. As long as we work hard for a few years, we may not be able to create another career."

Of course Gan Jing doesn't want to go to Africa, she still wants to live a few more years.

"I'll think about this again," Gan Jing said, "I'll look for my former classmates to see if they can introduce some business to me.

Even if we want to go to Africa to work hard, we still need capital."

Jiang Haokun's eyes began to become blurry, as if he was drunk, and he slowly fell on the sofa.

Gan Jing tried his best to drag Jiang Haokun to the sofa, and then found him a blanket.

As for dragging Jiang Haokun to the bedroom to sleep, Gan Jing gave it a try but quickly gave up.

Taking another look at the mess in the living room, Gan Jing sighed and started to clean up the mess again.

During this period, Jiang Haokun hit rock bottom and exposed some bad habits, especially in life.

He has been well-fed since he was a child, and he doesn't have to worry about food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Not to mention cooking, he doesn't even know how to wash dishes or open a microwave.

Gan Jing is usually busy with work in the studio, and has to take care of Jiang Haokun when he comes home. It can be described as exhausted both physically and mentally.

After she finally cleaned up, her stomach began to growl.

There was nothing in the refrigerator, so Gan Jing could only make a bowl of instant noodles.

Just as she was about to eat noodles, the phone rang. It was Lu Yuan.

Gan Jing glanced at Jiang Haokun, who was sleeping soundly, and answered the phone.

"Hey, Gan Jing, are you at home? I made you something to eat." Lu Yuan said on the phone.

Gan Jing was stunned and said subconsciously: "I'm at home!"

"Then open the door, I'll be at the door."

Gan Jing put away his cell phone, looked at Jiang Haokun again, and finally ran to open the door.

Lu Yuan stood at the door holding a thermal bag and said with a smile: "Here you go."

Gan Jing took the thermal bag and was a little confused: "Haokun is in it."

Lu Yuan said nonchalantly: "The food is finished, please keep the crisper and I will pick it up tomorrow."

"Lu Yuan, please don't do this. It's impossible for us." Gan Jing sighed: "Now that Haokun is like this, it's even more impossible for me to leave him."

Lu Yuan shook his head and said: "It's just some food, don't worry about it. We can't be a couple, but we are still friends!"

After hearing what Lu Yuan said, Gan Jing couldn't refuse anymore and could only accept the thermal bag.

"I'll clean the lunch box and send it to you tomorrow." Gan Jing lowered his head and said.

"No, I'll make some food for you tomorrow. Just give me the empty lunch box then." After Lu Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and left without giving Gan Jing a chance to refuse.

With a complicated look on her face, Gan Jing took the thermal bag back to the kitchen, opened it and saw that Lu Yuan was cooking all her favorite dishes.

Seeing the familiar dishes, Gan Jing's mind couldn't help but go back to the time when they were in the United States.

At that time, both of them had no money and life was very difficult, but Gan Jing never felt hard.

Unfortunately, everything has changed and it is impossible for them to go back to the past.

Gan Jing ate the food cooked by Lu Yuan, and his eyes became moist without realizing it, and tears fell down drop by drop.

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On the other side, Wang Gang and Peng Jiahe chatted for a while in the bar, and then called acquaintances in the modeling industry and invited them directly to the bar.

It was a young woman in her early thirties, named Yuli. She had been a car model for a while, and then married a wealthy man thirty years older than her. With her husband's funding, she opened a model training institution, and now she is

very nice.

"Chen Fang, why do you have time to make an appointment with me today!" Youli hung on Wang Gang as soon as she arrived, her eyes full of flattery.

Wang Gang touched Youli's slender fingers and said with a smile: "This is Peng Jiahe, the niece of a friend of mine. She wants to be a model. Can you help her take a look!"

Youli pushed Wang Gang away dissatisfied and pouted, "I thought you asked me out to play, but it turns out it was for business!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wang Gang said happily: "Don't delay, Mr. Shen will have a party later, let's go together!"

Youli's eyes lit up and she said, "You told me earlier! Not everyone can go to Mr. Shen's party. My husband has long wanted to hook up with Mr. Shen, but unfortunately he never had the chance."

Mr. Shen is a top figure in the business world of Shanghai. I heard that he has a big boss background behind him. In short, he is a man with great hands and eyes.

Although Yuli is married, it does not prevent her from continuing to expand her social circle.

I am also very grateful to Wang Gang for taking her to Mr. Shen’s party.

Reciprocating the favor, Youli looked Peng Jiahe up and down again, making Peng Jiahe feel a little scared.

"You have a good face and a slender figure. However, your body fat percentage is a bit high and your legs are a bit thick. Fortunately, you are not old and there is still room for improvement!" Youli commented on Peng Jiahe and said:

"You come to my company tomorrow! I'll find professional teachers to train you. International supermodels don't dare to say that, but you can make a living in the industry, so it won't be a problem."

Peng Jiahe asked curiously: "How much money can a model earn in a month?"

Youli raised her eyebrows, turned to Wang Gang and asked, "Is she a baby?"

When Peng Jiahe heard this, his face suddenly turned red.

"I just came back from the United States, I don't understand anything, and I'm not yet eighteen years old." Wang Gang explained.

"Okay! I get it!" Youli turned to Peng Jiahe and said, "Little sister, you go to my company to sign a contract tomorrow, and I guarantee that you will earn this amount every month in the future."

Peng Jiahe saw the three fingers raised by Youli and said disdainfully: "It's only three thousand a month. I spent more than this amount even when I was studying cooking at Lu Yuan Restaurant!"

Yuli laughed happily and said, "I said thirty thousand."

Wang Gang smiled and said: "Mr. You is very optimistic about you. You must work hard after you join her company."

Peng Jiahe curled his lips and said, "I didn't say I would definitely go."

"You still don't want to. You know how many girls in Shanghai want to go to my company, but I won't accept them. If it weren't for Chen Fang's face, I wouldn't even ask for it!" Youli's right hand slowly touched Wang Gang's thigh.

Peng Jiahe saw this and looked at Wang Gang with some disdain.

Wang Gang said to Peng Jiahe: "It's up to you whether to go tomorrow or not. Now go home! Don't hinder us adults from chatting."

Peng Jiahe frowned and said, "How dare you eat secretly behind Jiang Lai's back?"

Youli laughed again and said: "She is indeed a little girl, so innocent! I still have a husband!"

"Then you are still like this, you are not afraid of divorce." Peng Jiahe pointed to Youli's hand on Wang Gang's leg and said.

"Little girl, you don't understand the adult world yet, you will learn it later!" Youli took out a hundred yuan, handed it to Peng Jiahe and said:

"Here's the taxi fare. Go home quickly."

Peng Jiahe accepted the money and was sent away by Youli. However, when she left, she saw Wang Gang and Youli and was slightly curious.

Youli looked at Peng Jiahe's back, approached Wang Gang, and said with a smile: "Where did you find this interesting little girl? You don't like her anymore, do you?"

"A friend's niece, I don't actually know her well." Wang Gang raised his eyebrows.

Youli picked up Wang Gang's wine glass and took a sip, leaving a bright red lipstick mark on the glass.

"I heard that you are dating the eldest lady of the Jiang Group?" Youli said, circling the rim of the wine glass with her fingers.

"She will also go to Mr. Shen's party soon. I can introduce you to her."
To be continued...