August.

There was a thunderclap outside the window, followed by a never-ending torrential wind.

The training of the camp operatives continues.

Zu Shengdong not only did not ask them to stop, but instead increased the intensity of training.

Crawl forward in a thunderstorm, carry a long cannon with a load, and shoot at a super long-distance moving target position when the rain affects the line of sight.

The training of real guns, Erdan also joined in, along with those men.

Inside the house.

Jiang Yang smoked in a sullen voice, looking out the window at the special operations team that kept training.

Ye Wenjing looked at him and said, "In your current situation, only I can help you."

Jiang Yang was still silent.

The cigarette burned quickly, and the slightest smoke dissipated faintly with the wind rolling in outside the window.

"Where am I now?"

A few seconds later, Jiang Yang suddenly looked at Ye Wenjing and asked.

Ye Wenjing did not speak.

Jiang Yang smiled, then looked out the window again.

Be quiet.

Neither of them spoke again.

After a long time, Jiang Yang extinguished his cigarette, looked at Ye Wenjing and said, "I promise you."

Ye Wenjing asked, "Aren't you going to ask, what exactly do I need you to do?"

Jiang Yang shook his head: "It's not important."

"The moment I promised you, my thoughts didn't matter anymore."

"A tool doesn't qualify for a choice, does it?"

Jiang Yang looked at Ye Wenjing: "I only have the right to execute."

Ye Wenjing said, "You are indeed very smart, smarter than Ye Wenqing."

Jiang Yang smiled again and reached for the cigarette case.

Ye Wenjing said, "As I said, I hate the smell of smoke."

Jiang Yang said, "You mean, I can smoke when you appear?"

Ye Wenjing nodded: "You can understand it that way."

Jiang Yang glanced at Ye Wenjing, took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "Then I won't do it, you can go to whoever you like."

Ye Wenjing stared at Jiang Yang for a moment and said, "Okay, I can put up with you, but you can't get an inch in the future."

[The app that has been running stably for many years is comparable to the old version of the book-chasing artifact, which is used by old bookworms.]

Jiang Yang said, "It is difficult to return on this money in the short term."

Ye Wenjing said, "I don't need anything in return for this money."

Jiang Yang was silent.

After a few seconds, he looked at Ye Wenjing and said, "Ye family, what kind of business are you doing?"

Ye Wenjing said, "Now that you are already my person, you will know soon."

"I want to know now."

Jiang Yang looked at Ye Wenjing and asked, "Ye Wenqing manipulated the entire stock market in China at that time, and used loopholes in the game to launder money in large quantities, which is already very outrageous."

"If I'm not mistaken, you are even more outrageous than Ye Wenqing."

Ye Wenjing said, "He is an immature person, and what he does is also very immature. So it's a mistake for you to compare him with me."

Jiang Yang said, "That's your brother."

Ye Wenjing was puzzled, "Is there any difference?"

"Aside from growing up with me and seeing each other a few times, is there any other difference from strangers?"

Jiang Yang looked at Ye Wenjing for a few seconds and nodded, "You're right."

"If you follow your logic, it really doesn't make a difference."

Jiang Yang smiled: "People like you, life must be very boring, and life must be very boring."

Ye Wenjing looked at Jiang Yang and didn't speak.

Jiang Yang continued, "You will not have friends, lovers, and you will not feel the warmth of family affection. There's nothing more to your daily life than to work like a machine."

"It's scary."

Ye Wenjing stroked the water glass, picked up the MP3 on the table, and put the headphones on his ears.

Then, she spread out her palms and placed a card on the table.

On the card is a string of addresses written in a pen.

The handwriting is delicate, but it is a little chic.

"Come here tomorrow to find me."

Ye Wenjing raised his head, looked at Jiang Yang and said, "I'll introduce some people to you."

"Getting to know these people will help you a lot in your development throughout Southeast Asia."

After that, he got up, put on the other earphone, and turned his back to Jiang Yang: "You need them now."

Jiang Yang looked at Ye Wenjing, who was about to leave, and said, "Hey, wait a minute."

Ye Wenjing walked to the door and stopped, still turning her back to Jiang Yang: "Are you trying to ask, what am I going to let you do?"

"Didn't you say it didn't matter?"

"What."

Ye Wenjing turned around: "Anxious?"

"No, no, no." Jiang Yang stepped forward, propped up one hand on the door frame, looked down at Ye Wenjing and said, "I want to ask, when will you give me the money."

「……」

Ye Wenjing just stared at Jiang Yang and didn't say a word.

Jiang Yang was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and said, "I'm not in such a hurry."

"Or tomorrow?"

Ye Wenjing still didn't speak.

Jiang Yang said: "If you don't have a good turnover there, you can do it the day after tomorrow."

Ye Wenjing looked at Jiang Yang for another two seconds, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Although she has studied the humanity of countless people, countries and all kinds of strange people, she is confident that she has seen a lot.

But a person like the one in front of her who is so brazen to the extreme really surprised her.

A few seconds later.

She still resisted the displeasure in her heart, lowered her head and took out a business card from her bag.

Jiang Yang understood, smiled, and leaned forward.

Ye Wenjing stretched out her hand and stuffed the business card into Jiang Yang's jacket pocket.

Then, he patted the clothes on his chest lightly, like a rich woman giving a red envelope to a duck.

There is disdain in his eyes, and his movements are like coaxing a child.

"Call him, tell him the exact amount and time of the funds, and he will help you get them into your account."

Ye Wenjing said.

Jiang Yang smiled slightly, his face full of flattery: "Okay boss."

It didn't seem to be enjoyable, and he gave a thumbs up again, squeezing his eyebrows and smiling brightly: "The boss is awesome!"

Ye Wenjing frowned, turned around and walked outside.

It's still raining heavily.

A Rolls-Royce Silver Thorn stopped at the door early, and someone who looked like a bodyguard quickly greeted him with an umbrella.

Jiang Yang looked at the back of Ye Wenjing who was walking towards the car, and said in a throat, "I'll send you!"

Ye Wenjing's figure paused.

Two seconds, I sat in the car, closed the door directly, and didn't even say hello.

The Rolls-Royce Silver Thorn has a slender body and a domineering appearance, and slowly leaves in the rain.

There is a faint exhaust fumes drifting in the rain.

It wasn't until he disappeared at the end of the road that Jiang Yangfang leaned against the door frame and took out the business card to take a closer look.

Above is a financial company based in Canada, which translates into English as: Fir Tree Company.

The owner of the business card is a man named Slian David, and the contact information and company address are clearly written on it.

Zu Shengdong came over at some point, hugged his shoulders, looked at the business card curiously and asked, "Boss, whose business card is this?"

Jiang Yang said, "The gold lord's."

"Ye Wenjing gave it?"

Zu Shengdong asked again.

Jiang Yang nodded, "Yes."

Zu Shengdong said, "You finally asked her for help."

Jiang Yang thought for a while and said, "It's because she has to stuff money into me with a dead face, and she doesn't want her to help, but people don't listen."

"No way."

Jiang Yang took out his mobile phone while holding his business card, walked inside, and muttered, "Maybe I'm too charming......