City: My investment game has come true
23 Exposed again, class group exploded

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"Six draws!"

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat, but he decided not to draw it for the time being.

After all, from a mathematical point of view, the lottery was a matter of probability.

However, from a practical point of view, the lottery could be a metaphysical problem.

In any case, based on Jiang Chen's experience with the lottery since he was a child, it was best to bathe and change before doing such things to prevent any unwanted possession.

He patted Zhāng Y's shoulder and said with a smile,"Then I'll have to trouble you with my car. Call me when you're done!”

Zhāng Yhappily shook his head.”

If possible, you can trouble me a few more times.

Of course, this was Zhāng Y's heartfelt thoughts and he would not say it out loud.

"Alright! See you later!"

Jiang Chen glanced back at his Ferrari and left the 4S shop with Li Qianqian.

The store manager sent the two of them away enthusiastically and turned around to hug Zhāng Y's shoulder enthusiastically.

"I didn't expect this, Little Zhang! You actually have such a rich classmate.”

Zhāng Ystill felt as if he was dreaming. He muttered,"I didn't expect Jiang Chen to be so rich.”

If it was someone else, they might be jealous of this ordinary classmate who had suddenly become rich.

But Zhāng Ywould not.

Because he had a commission!

He happily took a photo of the Ferrari 488 and sent it to the class group.

"Let me show everyone. I sold a luxury car today!”

As soon as the picture of the red Ferrari appeared, the class group exploded.

"F * ck! Brother Ye is awesome. This car is worth millions!”

"Upstairs, country bumpkin! This is a f * cking Ferrari 488, alright? Millions? Five million!"

"Awesome, awesome! This wave of commission would cost tens of thousands!”

"Brother Ye is treating!"

"When can I afford such a luxury car?”

The group chat was lively, but soon, it was suppressed by Zhāng Y's words.

"Then guess! Who bought this car?"

Silence!

Silence!

Silence!

After more than ten seconds, someone tried to guess.

"Could it be a classmate of ours?”

"It's all in the class group. It must be our classmates!”

"F * ck! The tycoon is actually by my side?"

"Could it be…@ Class President Jiang Junjie!”

Once this conjecture came out, everyone came to a realization and tagged Jiang Junjie.

"Of course it's the class monitor! Didn't he say that he wanted a luxury car a few days ago?”

"The only person in our class who has such financial strength is the class monitor!”

"The class monitor has made a killing this time! Why wasn't this car better than the Porsche 911?”

"Not only that! It was several times more expensive than the Palamira that the class monitor originally wanted to choose!”

"Class monitor! When are you going to drive it over and let us take a look!”

Everyone tacitly agreed that Jiang Junjie had bought it. After all, a luxury car worth five million yuan was not something that ordinary rich second-generation heirs could afford.

The Jiang Group was one of the top financial groups in Jiangnan City, and only Jiang Junjie had such strength.

As for Jiang Chen, although he had opened an extremely luxurious internet cafe, it only amounted to five million.

How could an entrepreneur spend so much money to buy a luxury car?

However, at this moment, Jiang Junjie, who was the center of the conversation, had an ashen expression.

It was as if he was sitting on pins and needles, as if his back was pricked by a thorn, as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat.

I've already let you finish your words!

What did I say?

How am I supposed to answer these questions?

Don't I find it awkward?

Seeing that Jiang Junjie did not reply for a long time, Zhāng Yfelt that he might have gone too far. If he did not explain, he would offend him sooner or later.

He quickly sent a message:

"It's not the class monitor! It's Jiang Chen!"

The class group fell into a short silence again, and then exploded even more violently.

"F * ck! It's Jiang Chen!"

"I'll throw it! So the Galaxy Internet Cafe is just the tip of the iceberg…"

"Not just the tip of the iceberg? Anyone who was willing to buy a Ferrari 488 must have at least a few hundred million in assets, right?”

The students in the class fell into a collective shock.

Quite a few girls who were on good terms with Jiang Chen had already begun to have designs on him.

Jiang Junjie gripped his phone tightly, his face so dark that it seemed like water was about to drip out.

……

The new topic of conversation, Jiang Chen, had already hailed a cab to the school gates. He waved at Li Qianqian, who was standing outside the car.

"Thank you for today! I'll treat you to a meal another day!"

Li Qianqian looked at him resentfully.""Why do you have to do it another day? Can't I do it today?"

"I have something to do today!"

Jiang Chen smiled. Right now, his mind was filled with thoughts of six consecutive draws. He wasn't in the mood to eat with Li Qianqian.

What girl?

What love?

He had to stand aside in front of his career!

"Alright then!"

Li Qianqian blinked her beautiful eyes, half resentful and half coquettish.""Then I'll remember this. A man can't go back on his word!”

After sending Jiang Chen off, Li Qianqian stood there for a long time.

After today's car purchase incident, she had a better understanding of Jiang Chen's financial strength, and couldn't help but feel even more excited.

It wasn't that she was materialistic.

It was because all living beings had a strong desire.

Besides, there weren't many rich second-generation heirs like Jiang Chen who kept a low profile and had their own businesses.

She clenched her fists as if she wanted to hold Jiang Chen in her palm.

At this moment, Jiang Chen had already returned to his residence.

After showering and changing, he rubbed his hands seriously.

Super lottery!

What good luck could it bring him?

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