"If you don't do well, the reputation of Zhang's venture capital will stink all of a sudden, and customers will put forward funds one after another. They don't trust Zhang's venture capital anymore!"

After Jiang Dong finished his last sentence, he also outlined a confident smile on the corner of his mouth, "Zhang Jia, I have calculated it to my bones!"

Jiangdong's self-confidence and strategy are very infectious. Even Xia Xue, who is attracted, can't help staring at him with stunned eyes

In fact, the summer snow at this time also set off a storm in my heart.

"Such a young man who has not yet attended college should have such foresight and courage. Am I behind, or is he too evil?"

"Is the kidnapping of Zhang Yue really just on his whim?"

"How do I feel that this is his premeditation?"

"Including the natural acquisition and wealth gathering finance, as well as the scene of meeting me, it seems to be deliberately arranged!"

"When all this is connected together, it has evolved into today's situation!"

"Zhang Jia, there is no way back!"

"In this commercial war without gunpowder smoke, the best result of Zhangjia is to break his arm, abandon his car and protect the handsome, and even may never recover!"

Xia Xue's beautiful eyes twinkled with a strange look. Her long eyelashes shook and looked very good.

However, at this time, there was a sudden congestion in the road ahead, and Jiangdong was forced to slow down.

"Is the morning market ahead?" Jiang Dong looked at the crowded crowd ahead and said suspiciously, "I know it will be blocked here, but it should not be blocked to such an impenetrable extent?"

It happened that several passers-by carrying large packages passed by Maserati's car. Their gossip also let Jiangdong know the truth of the matter.

It turned out that in the morning market today, several rich second-generation cars, such as Porsche Cayenne, BMW X5 and Land Rover Range Rover, directly occupied a large area and set up a stall, which is called carrying forward the stall culture. In fact, they just have nothing to find a sense of existence.

To find a sense of existence, find a sense of existence, but this group of dissatisfied and half bottle shaking rich second generation has left no place for those who live by setting up stalls

This is called, go other people's way, let others have no way to go?

However, this road is a play for these rich second generation, but in the process of playing, they let those who really need this humble small stall have no way to go.

"Scum!" said Xia Xue coldly, "don't these rich second generation have brains?"

"You seem to despise the rich second generation?" Jiang Dong asked curiously.

"My mother pulled me up by setting up a stall for me to read." Xia Xue's indifferent iceberg face flashed a touch of sadness.

"I see..." Jiangdong suddenly realized that no wonder Xia Xue had such a big opinion on the rich second generation. Then, Jiangdong found a breakthrough and said with a faint smile: "do we want to be brave?"

"What do you want to do?" Xia Xue didn't react for a while. What did Jiangdong want to express.

"Go!" Jiang Dong opened the door and went down.

Xia Xue had no choice but to get off with Jiangdong.

They squeezed out the crowd and walked into the morning market.

In the gathering place of the crowd in the morning market, three large luxury cars occupy almost enough place to stop five cars. Three young people covered with luxury brands and their hair dyed red, yellow and green sit dangerously on the hood of the car, and some luxury brand clothes, shoes and hats are placed in front of the ca