Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 60 You Want to Sleep with Me
Pan Wenzhou wanted to make a name for himself at a social event like a thank-you banquet at a high-end hotel.

Before coming, he also felt that the hotel management valued him as a customer and asked him to go on stage to deliver a speech as a member ambassador.

He felt that this was a symbol of social status, and he went on stage to speak big and enjoy the respectful applause.

I never thought that the social status that I valued was actually looked down upon by Jiang Beicheng.

He was just a substitute for Jiang Beicheng found by the hotel.

This feeling of blow is comparable to humiliation.

What he didn't expect was that Jiang Beicheng's annual consumption at InterContinental Hotels Group was higher than his, because the final surprise was given to the customer with the highest annual consumption.

Pan Wenzhou works in investment banking and has to travel a lot for business and receptions. Most of his partners are people of status, so the accommodation arranged for them is naturally business-oriented.

It is basically a suite in a high-end hotel and is expensive.

Even if these reception and travel expenses are added, it still cannot catch up with Jiangbei City's consumption. Does Jiangbei City treat high-end luxury hotels as home?

Are you staying in club room or above?

He actually guessed it.

Because of his stepmother, Jiang Beicheng rarely went home to live in the past two years. He spent a small amount of time living in the apartment and most of the time lying in bed in the hotel.

Of course, one spends less time lying down.

I've had a lot of one-night stands.

His high spending also made him a royal ambassador personally invited by the regional president.

After Pan Wenzhou got the answer from General Manager Robert, he turned around and looked at Jiangbei City and Haitangxi.

One is a woman who has no interest in him, and the other is a young man who embarrassed him in public. Both of them do not speak like people from ordinary middle-class families or elite groups.

Perhaps they are the second generation sons and daughters of Jiangnan City's upper class.

I have the confidence to look down on all the distinguished guests tonight.

Pan Wenzhou moistened his throat and thought it would be better not to offend this kind of people.

Even though he felt embarrassed and humiliated, he still had to shamelessly go up and offer them a glass of wine.

This time it is a respectful respect.

I don’t ask for more care from the two of them in the future, I just hope that there will be no conflicts between them.

"Mr. Jiang, Miss Haitangxi."

Pan Wenzhou walked forward with a smile, holding a glass of champagne, stood next to the two of them, bowed slightly and greeted them respectfully.

A smile appeared on Haitangxi's face.

He is a person who can judge the situation and bend and stretch. He is not as bad as imagined.

"Mr. Jiang, I've benefited greatly from what you just said on stage. I'm learning from you," Pan Wenzhou flattered, raising his glass in a toast. "Please take care of me, both of you."

Jiang Beicheng raised his glass with a smile, "Let's encourage each other!"

I responded to him with the same pretentious words Pan Wenzhou had just used on stage.

Pan Wenzhou nodded humbly: "I salute Mr. Jiang's broad-minded heart."

Dry in one gulp.

He left the table with a smile on his face.

After drinking, Jiang Beicheng looked at Haitangxi, his face slightly red, with an extra layer of "wifely feeling".

This feeling requires age to settle, and thirty is the peak period of femininity.

The beautiful flowers have a shelf life of ten years and are at their most beautiful, but then they will start to decline.

It is the most pleasant time to enjoy the flowers.

"Are you going back tonight?" Jiang Beicheng asked as he approached Haitangxi.

Haitangxi smiled, put her right hand on Jiangbeicheng's shoulder, rested her chin on her arm, and asked a very explicit question in his ear, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Jiang Beicheng smiled.

Haitangxi pointed her finger at Jiangbeicheng's chest and said, "Don't lie."

"It's a man's nature," Jiang Beicheng said with a smile.

Haitangxi chuckled and raised her hand to push Jiang Beicheng's head, "I have seen that stinky man again."

He stood up and said, "Go home."

Jiang Beicheng got up and followed. It was impossible to take off this woman's clothes after drinking a little.

Haitangxi also needs to prepare herself mentally, not because she takes sex seriously. After all, she is 30 years old and has a very clear understanding of this aspect.

What she needs to think clearly is whether she has any emotional attachment to Jiangbei City?
If so, how should she treat those good sisters around Jiang Beicheng?
At least in terms of feelings, she doesn't think Jiang Beicheng is a loyal person now. At most, he is a man with a little sense of responsibility.

Every woman he takes a fancy to can inspire his sense of responsibility.

It was too easy for him to give himself to Jiang Beicheng in a daze because of a little bit of alcohol.

But she couldn't deny that after spending the past two days together, Jiang Beicheng's performance impressed her.

Jiang Beicheng also felt that Haitangxi had some feelings for him, otherwise she wouldn't have made such an explicit joke.

The hotel arranged a driver to take them back.

"Where are we going tomorrow?" Haitangxi leaned on Jiangbeicheng's shoulder.

"Haven't you had enough?"

"Where have we gotten to? Bars, music festivals, concerts, camping... There are so many places I want to go but haven't been yet."

"Well, let's take advantage of this time to have some fun while we're back home. But I might not be free tomorrow."

"My little wife has made an appointment?"

Jiang Beicheng shook his head and smiled: "I plan to take grandma to see the house. Once your design drawings come out, we will move back to the city."

"I have a house here. Do you want it? I'll sell it to you at a lower price."

Jiang Beicheng: "Which location?"

"A large flat in the Park East District. My family bought it for me when I just graduated because they wanted me to come back and develop a business."

Jiang Beicheng waved his hand and refused: "If I buy your house, in Aunt Zhou's mind, I will be your accomplice.

I won’t take the blame for this.”

"Xiao Chengcheng, the price is negotiable." Haitangxi suddenly had an idea. "Well, I'll tell my parents that you and grandma are moving in temporarily. I'm sure they won't object.

It will take a year or two for the manor in your hometown to be repaired. By then, I might have already immigrated. What's the point of keeping the house here?"

"Are you determined to leave?"

Haitangxi teased Jiangbeicheng with a smile, "Can't bear to leave?"

"Now that you're gone, there's no one to argue with me anymore."

Haitangxi said with disgust, "You don't have to say that, it will make me happier.

It’s decided. You bring grandma to see the house tomorrow and then we’ll transfer the ownership.

It can just help alleviate my current financial difficulties.”

"Short of money?"

"Not really. I really want to sell that apartment. Can I give you a 30% discount?"

Jiang Beicheng: "Right now, housing prices in Jiangnan City are generally 30% off. It seems like I'm taking advantage of you."

"Hahahaha, I'm just asking you if you want to buy it?"

"The account is with you?"

"Well, I'm also paying off the loan."

Jiang Beicheng nodded: "I want the house, and I don't need to transfer the ownership for the time being.

Just give me a price and I'll wire the money to you."

Haitangxi looked at Jiangbeicheng with a puzzled look, "Why?"

Jiang Beicheng joked, "We're a family, so it doesn't matter whose name is on the property deed?"

"Your mouth makes me want to..."

Haitangxi raised her hand, Jiangbeicheng held her hand, and suddenly said gently, "The decision you make at 30 doesn't necessarily mean it will last a lifetime.

I'll leave you a place to stay in Jiangnan City, so that if you regret it one day, you won't be homeless when you come back."

Haitangxi stared at Jiangbeicheng in a daze, her heart beating suddenly faster.

He twisted his wrist, broke free from Jiang Beicheng, and tilted his head to look at the city avenue outside the window.

Of course she knew what Jiang Beicheng meant by these two sentences. The words he used were very appropriate, the tone was very warm, and it touched her heart.

(End of this chapter)