The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 189 Jia Jun is a Good Boy (1)
Sun Jiawei has never thought that there are people who are smarter than herself, but now she can't do what Qi Jiajia does on her body. Some of her are just clever. According to the report, but his heart is not on Qi Jiajia at all now. He doesn't care what Qi Jiajia does well. The trouble has reached this point, and the two sides have no face to tear apart. I meant to make Song Jian regret it, but men and women are really different.

He enjoys his current life very much, even if Qi Jiajia is doing better than he is now, Song Jian doesn't feel anything.

Song Jian and Sun Jiawei really have a good relationship. Now he has shifted all his focus overseas. Sun Jiajun ordered a wedding dress and ran around every day. Song Jian accompanied him. He also sent back intermittent news. Qi Jiajia never read it. , her heart is not that strong, so naturally her family will not take the initiative to mention the news of those two people.

The relationship between Song Jian and Sun Jiawei is very good, and people who read it will naturally talk too much. Song Jian has been making a fuss since the divorce. No one knows whether it is the mistress or Qi Jiajia who transferred the property first, and the couple broke up. They thought it was Xiao San, and some also thought it was Qi Jiajia's problem, and now the reports on them have also subsided.

Sun Jiawei is happy to be the woman behind a successful man. She keeps a low profile now, because she feels very sorry for the trouble she caused Song Jian before.

Fuxing International was listed in Hong Kong very quickly, with an increase of 12% on the first day. With the rise of the company's stock price, Qi Jiajia, the chairman of the group, is worth nearly 400 billion Hong Kong dollars, directly promoted to the top ten richest people in China.

"Fuxing International (0456, HK), one of the largest comprehensive private enterprises in the mainland, was officially listed on the main board of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange yesterday. On the first trading day of listing, Fuxing International opened at HK$10, and then reached the highest price in the session. 99 yuan, the lowest price was 11 Hong Kong dollars, the whole day closed at 28 Hong Kong dollars, about 10% higher than the offering price of 2 Hong Kong dollars per share, and the company’s total market value reached 10 billion Hong Kong dollars.”

Naturally, Sun Jiajun didn't expect how many times he would multiply just by throwing out a handful of money. Qi Jiajia didn't say it clearly, but just told her that she had made some money. , caring about her selflessly.

Sun Jiajun still strolls around every day at school, and sometimes goes to the company for two days, which does not delay her own business at all. So far, Jiajun has written books, this book is the most collected, and it is also the worst one. One book, at the beginning she even thought that this book was all set, but it turned out to be the one with the best grades. She felt that the person she should thank the most was actually Lu Zhanjiang. At that time, other websites wanted to buy her outline It's not that she's not tempted, it's not that she's not discouraged, but Lu Zhanjiang said, you put your mind right, what are you writing books for, if you're happy, don't expect to earn much, of course it's good, after all, you paid, If you make money, you treat it as a reward for yourself. If you don’t make money, don’t be discouraged. What a big deal, you don’t wait for it to eat, and then she keeps saving manuscripts and writing a little every day, don’t read or think about it, As a result, the results came out, and there was a feeling of being praised to the sky.

The subscription on the first day was not very good. It was normal. There was no big difference before, and Jiajun didn’t care, but as the end of the month, the subscription began to increase rapidly, and Sun Jiajun’s money began to be sufficient again. Although Lin Bixuan and the others couldn't see the backstage, they didn't think the collection was too bad.

"Has Jiajun made money? Has he made a lot of money? Let's treat you."

Lin Bixuan felt that she had to treat her to a meal, which was a trivial matter.

Zhang Kexin is more curious about how much money can be earned by writing a book. She can't see the backstage and has no friends to write novels. Is it really profitable?

The only person she knows about writing books is Han Han. If Han Han earns so much every year, Jiajun won't earn that much, right?
After all, this industry is rarely touched by people, and the situation is very different. The people in it know that when luck comes, it takes a while. If you catch it, you will catch it. If you can’t catch it, you will be finished. A popular person, if he falls from the glory days, he will not die or be half-crippled. Sun Jiajun is a typical example. He started very well. Even if the first one is popular, at least on this website, he can still be a mess. The second The book was fine, but the third book was smashed all at once, and the adjustment was better in the later stage. From discomfort to adaptation, it takes a process.

Sun Jiajun smiled lightly: "I didn't make much money."

Zuo Menghan was also very curious about the money, how much did he earn?
"Jiajun, tell us about quilt, how much do you earn a day?"

"Not much."

Zuo Menghan put down his face: "I didn't ask you for money, nor did I borrow money from you, I just wanted to know, so forget it."

Zuo Menghan didn't come when Sun Jiajun invited guests at noon, and was still angry. He felt that Sun Jiajun was not a real person, and he couldn't tell what was going on. How could he ask her something awesome?Lin Bixuan also wanted to know, but she still held back. After all, if she did something and didn't want others to know, it was her own business. Zhang Kexin was completely heartless. Say you can't force people to talk.

Wu Jingwen didn't speak during the meal. The four of them went to a small restaurant nearby, which is quite famous. The dishes are not expensive, and they give a lot of food. You can eat well if you are full. The quality is cheap and the taste is definitely better than the cafeteria. How much better is it? Wu Jingwen also wants to know how much Sun Jiajun earns in a day?
Originally, I was very close to the answer, but her essay failed. Wu Jingwen put down her chopsticks when she thought of this, and she lost her appetite. She thought that there must be a trick to writing, but Jiajun didn't tell her, deliberately Keeping it from her, she couldn't touch anything when she wrote it for the first time, so there must be no old fritters who can do it.

Wu Jingwen's writing style has always been good, the teacher praised her a lot, and even the whole school dared to say that she is not bad, but a novel, an industry that everyone can write, has abandoned her high-end self, why?
(End of this chapter)