Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Chapter 182 Today is his birthday (2 in 1)

"When you swallow dirty words, your heart becomes dirty. This is quite interesting..."

"People always have some emotions. If the emotions cannot be released, they will always be suppressed by morality and positive energy.

Then there must be something wrong with you, right? "

Jiang Chaoyang listened but said nothing.

He felt that some of his past ideas prevented him from saying certain things.

His hair was wet from the rain and he was a little embarrassed.

In fact, the monsoon is not much better.

Seeing that Jiang Chaoyang remained silent, he took out his Huangshan from his pocket, put one in his mouth, and lit it.

"I'm standing here, drinking wine and being soaked in the rain with someone I met for the first time. Don't you think it's pretty stupid?"

"It's really stupid." Jiang Chaoyang also echoed.

He rarely uttered bad words, and even if he did, he felt quite comfortable saying them.

"Do you smoke?"

Looking at the cigarette handed over by Ji Feng, Jiang Chaoyang was stunned for a moment:
"I don't smoke, but I can have one."

I took the cigarette from the monsoon and lit it wet with the rain.

Jiang Chaoyang's smoking posture was a bit awkward. He looked like a novice at first glance. Seeing that it was really his first time smoking, Ji Feng joked:

"I'm just saying that with your melancholic temperament, if you learn to smoke, you'll probably be worse than Viagra."

"Who is Chaowei?"

"A melancholy handsome guy."

After Ji Feng finished speaking, he ignored Jiang Chaoyang and walked back to the glass room on the roof alone.

Pretending to be empathic for a moment was enough, but he didn't want to continue to get wet in the rain.

If you catch a cold, you will be the only one who feels uncomfortable.

Huangshan is relatively soft, not too strenuous, and just right for novices.

Jiang Chaoyang was halfway through smoking. He didn't know whether he finally couldn't hold back his emotions or remembered something more uncomfortable. He suddenly stood in the rain and cursed:
"SB, CNM..."

Ji Feng, who was sitting in the room, smiled, lit another one for himself, and gently rubbed his temples.

Alas, for things like massage, it would be nice if there was warmth.

Her technique became more and more proficient, and the pressure became more comfortable.

After a while, a wet Jiang Chaoyang opened the door and walked in. Ji Feng stopped what he was doing:
"Have you finished venting?"

Jiang Chaoyang turned back and pointed at the sky:

"No, it was thundering. I was afraid that I would be struck by lightning if I scolded myself during the thundering."

"Hahaha..." Ji Feng was stunned and was also amused by him.

Jiang Chaoyang was not angry even after being laughed at. He took off his coat and found a towel to wipe his hair:
"If I go crazy like this, do you think I'm a little crazy?"

"This is what happens to people who drink too much. They either sleep or go crazy. And after you have vented, we can talk about the next thing."

The originally harmonious atmosphere between the two suddenly changed after Ji Feng said these words.

Having drunk too much just now, the two of them almost became brothers at the table.

But when the topic returned to business, the drunkenness in Jiang Chaoyang's eyes dissipated almost instantly. How could he still be a little decadent?

He was back to being the melancholy and polite young man from an aristocratic family.

He poured himself another glass of wine, shaking the glass in his hand while organizing his words:

"Ji Feng, your company must be short of liquidity, right?"

"It's a bit lacking, but it's not that lacking."

"Oh, every company founder who needs investment likes to say this, just because he wants to get some extra chips in the negotiation."

"That's true, but what I said is also true. If Brother Chaoyang doesn't understand, then we can continue drinking."

Monsoon is very strong and its meaning is very clear.

If you are not convinced, then stop talking. If you continue to drink, it means the negotiation has broken down.

But both of them knew that even if they continued talking, they still had to continue drinking.

That's how the wine shop culture is.

Jiang Chaoyang raised his eyebrows. He had done his homework before coming here. With his connections and methods, it was actually easy to check some things.

For example, Monsoon Company’s operating status, philosophy, etc.

Fingertip Future is operating very well and is very dynamic, but the company's financial pressure is really great, almost making them unable to breathe.

This was his opportunity for Jiang Chaoyang:

"Ji Feng, how about I be an angel investor in your company? I'm willing to invest in buying 15% of your company's shares. Think about it?"

Let's chat, let's make trouble, let's make trouble. Brothers, let's settle accounts.

When it comes to business, Jiang Chaoyang is not merciful at all, and he starts with 15% of the total equity.

Hearing what he said, Ji Feng just chuckled.

“Unfortunately, now the company only needs project shareholders, not company shareholders, and angel investors already have them.

If you are interested in our company's projects, I can give you a Series A investment opportunity. Don't miss this opportunity, and you will never come back. "

Jiang Chaoyang was slightly stunned. He had thought that Ji Feng would be very arrogant, because the company's revenue was his confidence.

But I didn’t expect that Monsoon would be so arrogant.

He knows better than anyone how much financial pressure there is on start-up companies, because he himself started a business in college.

It was also at that time that he realized how important his family's funds were.

A true entrepreneur simply cannot turn down the funding that makes his company take off.

"You didn't even ask me how much I invested?"

"There's really no need to ask. Brother Chaoyang should have been my back-up tuner. He knows what business our company is doing now, right?"

"Game, Taoke."

"Brother Chaoyang should feel that these two businesses have similar characteristics."

Jiang Chaoyang narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled softly:
"Oh, I have to say that it is incredible that you can encounter two golden bull projects like this in the early stage of the company. The more I check on you, the more I feel that you are extremely lucky."

meet?

lucky?
Ji Feng also leaned on the canvas sofa, his expression calm and indifferent.

He was once the all-powerful President Ji.

Even when facing aristocratic families in the imperial capital circle, his momentum would not be weakened. Ji Feng even felt that he should take the initiative in this negotiation.

It was him who was giving Jiang Chaoyang a chance.

A chance for a real comeback.

"Brother Chaoyang, how do you know that I found the project instead of deliberately choosing it?
I started from scratch and got to this point in a short period of time. I relied on luck. Are you serious? Are you really investigating me? "

Jiang Chaoyang's expression changed.

It was precisely because of his investigation that he felt that Monsoon was outrageous.

Is it luck or ability?

If it's ability, it's even more outrageous than luck.

“I started by doing public traffic, then used Taoke to monetize the traffic, and relied on the first pot of gold earned by Taoke to create money-making games.

Use the famous recruitment technology of technology companies to help you optimize Taoke content, automate traffic and order issuance, and streamline personnel.

Every step is on the right track. It can also be said that every step is to get the first pot of gold for the next step.

If these are all part of your calculations, then you are a bit scary. "

After hearing what Jiang Chaoyang said, Ji Feng was sure that the other party had a serious understanding of himself and the industry he was involved in.

It's interesting to talk about it this way.

The barriers to communication will be reduced.

"Yes, everything is according to plan. Why, Brother Chaoyang doesn't believe it?"

"You are now investing all the company's funds in the new project "Onmyoji". Are you so sure?"

Ji Feng rubbed his fingers and said a relatively conservative number:

"You can be sure about 60% to 70%. After all, things are unpredictable."

Sixty or seventy percent?

Jiang Chaoyang thought for a moment and finally nodded:
"It's interesting, but you really don't want to consider selling the shares? I come here with sincerity."

Jiang Chaoyang was still a little unwilling to give up, but Ji Feng was even more determined on this matter.

"Well, I won't consider it."

Jiang Chaoyang stared at Ji Feng, his face sullen for a while, making people think he was going to get angry.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly laughed:

"Ha, okay, okay, since there is no chance for the company's shares, then tell me about project investment. As long as there are good investment opportunities, I don't mind too much."

Seeing Jiang Chaoyang smiling, Ji Feng also laughed.

High-end businessmen in China are like this, they can talk about anything.

Even in the devastating Double D war, they could finally sit down to have a meal and announce the merger on the spot, so there is nothing that cannot be discussed when doing business in China.

Can’t one set of plans work?
OK, let’s change the plan and continue talking.

Isn’t this enough?

It doesn't matter, keep changing, there will always be a time when it works.

"The only project currently being promoted by our company is "Onmyoji". There is no other way, because the funds are really insufficient.

But if you are willing to invest in "Onmyoji", then I have two other projects I can talk to you about. "

"Is it also a game project?"

"Yes, after all, the company's future plans require a lot of liquidity, and games are the most stable gold bull."

Future plans?
So, has Ji Feng already thought about the future?

Jiang Chaoyang was very concerned about this, but he would not say it out loud at this time. In fact, Ji Feng's company was already established, but he still discovered it too late and missed the good opportunity of Angel Wheel.

"Tell me, what kind of project?"

""Three Kingdoms" and "Hearthstone"..."

"War game?"

"It's still a card game."

"You seem to have a special liking for card games?" Jiang Chaoyang frowned.

"Because card games have the lowest technical requirements and place more emphasis on creativity and gameplay. The game of ideas is also very fun. As the old saying goes, fighting with others is endless fun..."

Ji Feng Balabala said a lot, Jiang Chaoyang nodded after hearing the words:

"You speak very well, but can you speak human language?"

"Card games make money quickly." Ji Feng admitted honestly.

"Very good, that's a good enough reason."

……

Ji Feng and Jiang Chaoyang chatted a lot and for a long time on the roof, while Mu Wanqiu rested downstairs with warmth.

After all, Mu Wanqiu was more talkative, while Wen Nuan was relatively silent.

"The rain is so heavy..."

"Ah."

Mu Wanqiu felt that the warmth today was a little absent-minded, as if she had something on her mind. For example, she had been chatting with people on her mobile phone.

Normally Wen Nuan would never behave like this.

"Why do you feel so distracted? Is it because the company is very busy?"

"Ah, it's not the company's business."

"what is that?"

"Well, it's a bit of a personal matter." Wen Nuan admitted generously, but had no intention of explaining.

Mu Wanqiu was stunned.

Private matters...

What would be the private affairs of a simple person like Wen Nuan?

It seems that there is only monsoon.

Looking at the warmth in front of her, Mu Wanqiu felt inexplicably uncomfortable. A woman's sixth sense told her that something was slipping away quietly, and something was happening quietly.

According to common sense, Mu Wanqiu would never inquire into other people's private affairs.

But today she was acting strangely and just wanted to ask.

"What's the private matter? Can you reveal it?"

"Actually, it's nothing. I just missed Ji Feng's birthday and wanted to make up for him. I wanted to arrange some gifts, so I kept in touch with him on my mobile phone."

Mu Wanqiu nodded when he heard this. Did he miss Ji Feng's birthday?

Today is March 3th, and I don’t know when Monsoon’s birthday is.

I want to participate, but I don’t seem to have a suitable reason, let alone a suitable identity.

"That's it..."

"Ah."

Nuan Nuan nodded in response, then withdrew his gaze and continued chatting on his mobile phone to arrange things, but inadvertently crossed his legs.

After a long silence, Mu Wanqiu, who had always been talkative, suddenly didn't know what he should say at this time.

Just as she was about to change the subject, she suddenly saw Wen Nuan's exposed ankles due to her crossed legs.

Stockings?

Or black stockings?

Girls are definitely better at observing in some aspects than boys, especially girls like this who know the details of dressing.

Once they notice something is wrong, their IQ, observation, and reasoning abilities can directly transform into Sherlock Holmes.

Wen Nuan wore black stockings and hid them in her pants, giving Ji Feng a birthday.

What does she want to do?

Mu Wanqiu's imagination was quite rich, but as she thought about it, she felt tight in her chest.

Especially the faint smile that always hung on Nuan Nuan's face almost became a lingering shadow in her heart.

The more I think about it, the less I dare to think about it.

The more I dare not think about it, the more I want to think about it.

because……

The black stockings hidden in pants are the best reward a girl can give her boyfriend.

Mu Wanqiu didn't even realize that her eyes were out of focus, and she didn't realize the specific passage of time until Nuan Nuan reminded her:
"Lan Qiu, Late Qiu?" Mu Wanqiu was a little flustered when she came back to her senses. She looked at Nuan Nuan with confusion, and suddenly stepped forward and held his finger.

"Huh? Well, um, I'm fine."

The emotional intelligence of warmth is a bit low, but you can still see Mu Wanqiu's sudden distraction.

"Why are you distracted all of a sudden?"

"No, it's nothing."

Mu Wanqiu's breathing was rising and falling, even a little heavy.

"If life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan."

"Why are you talking about this suddenly?" Wen Nuan didn't quite understand why Mu Wanqiu said this suddenly.

But after Mu Wanqiu took a deep breath, her eyes suddenly showed some unbearability and sadness:

"Warm, your stockings are very beautiful."

Hearing Mu Wanqiu's sudden words, Nuan Nuan gradually realized something and silently let go of Mu Wanqiu's finger.

The autistic girl's eyes were sharp for a moment, and her eyes were extremely aggressive.

She rarely showed this attitude to her friends around her, and her weak behavior never meant that she was really weak.

Nuan Nuan straightened his body and lowered his voice, but with an unyielding meaning:
"Sorry, Mu Wanqiu, I can tolerate many things, but he can't."

Things like feelings are always selfish.

If your possessive desire for him cannot fill your heart, there will only be one result.

Just not enough love.

Mu Wanqiu and Wen Nuan looked at each other faintly, then lost their battle and covered their foreheads and eyes.

She is also in her prime.

She is also a young girl pregnant with spring.

She also imagined some ridiculous things late at night, and imagined what the monsoon would be like one day...

She was not a saint, so how could she hope that Ji Feng and Wen Nuan would live well and happily? She wished that Ji Feng would be poor and lonely. In the dead of night, she would think of her as a little rich woman.

She also hopes that Ji Feng will suddenly realize one day that he has missed her and look for her again.

But those thoughts are just thoughts and can never be expressed.

Because love is not poetry, she can only hesitate to speak.

She had been pretending not to care, pretending to accept it, but today she suddenly discovered that she seemed not as open-minded as she thought.

After a long time, Mu Wanqiu let go of her hand and looked at the warmth in front of her again. Her tone became calmer, but when she spoke, she still couldn't help but tremble:
"You don't need to apologize to me. Failure to love is the norm in life, and I am no exception.

Happiness is a game for the brave. If you are a coward, you can only be jealous in the most unqualified way. "

Nuan Nuan didn't know if Mu Wanqiu had really figured it out, but whether she could figure it out or not made no difference to her.

She stood up and no longer maintained her deliberate weakness:
"It's different, at least in my opinion."

"What's different?"

"No matter how Ji Feng and I end up, he will always be the light that illuminates me in my story..."

Mu Wanqiu was stunned, not sure if she heard it.

But in the end she just sighed quietly:
"Hey, let's go up and have a look. They have been chatting for a long time."

"Okay." Nuan Nuan nodded.

There has never been a blush between the two girls, and both sides have always maintained the proper distance.

No one can be blamed for what happened today.

If you insist on saying so, you can only blame Mu Wanqiu for being too perceptive.

When they returned to Private Room 888 on the top floor, they didn't see the two of them, so they realized they had probably gone to the terrace upstairs.

When they walked up, the two women saw Jiang Chaoyang scratching his hair with a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about some troubling issue.

Monsoon, on the other hand, stood alone outside the terrace.

Thunderstorms are always intermittent.

It was thundering and raining just now, but it stopped raining not long after, and now after they came up, thin raindrops started to float in the sky again.

This fine raindrop is like unknown emotions spreading.

Hit every undisguised emotional corner, such as the hearts of two girls.

The window outside the window became blurry again under the cover of rain, as if it was covered with a veil of melancholy.

The monsoon brings rain again.

Nuan Nuan glanced at the people outside the house. She would never say "Why did you run out to get wet in the rain?"

Seeing that Ji Feng had no intention of coming back, she picked up the umbrella prepared by the hotel from the corner of the glass terrace room, opened the door and walked out.

The raindrops that originally fell on the top of the head were covered by the transparent umbrella.

The smell of kerosene came.

The fire ignited the cigarette in Ji Feng's mouth, and Ji Feng couldn't help but take a deep puff.

In fact, it was not just the cigarette that prompted him to smoke hard, but also the warm scent on his body.

The rain in the sky, the umbrella above my head, the cigarette in my mouth, and the people around me.

Everything is so natural.

The warmth of standing beside Monsoon is natural in itself.

It's just that Jiang Chaoyang's drinking capacity is not something to be boasted about. Ji Feng drank a little too much, so he was a little more arrogant than usual.

He spread his legs and pointed to the left thigh towards Nuan Nuan, his meaning was already obvious.

sit!
Wen Nuan will be shy, but she will agree.

So she sat up directly, sat on Ji Feng's lap, and leaned into his arms.

"Is the deal settled?"

"Well, the investment conditions have been given to him. Whether he invests money or not is his business, and we have no control over it."

"You seem to have drank a lot?"

Nuan Nuan was a little worried about Ji Feng's situation, and Ji Feng also had a wry smile on his face.

"Yeah, the most in a long time."

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Warm's eyes were gentle and his voice was even gentler.

Ji Feng was stunned, then nodded.

"want."

After saying that, he leaned forward.

Imagine if your girlfriend was sitting on your lap, where would you lean against her?

Ji Feng didn't think about it, but he could see and smell it.

When he came closer, Wen Nuan was also stunned for a moment. She actually didn't mean it this way. After all, she would definitely be shy if Ji Feng leaned against her chest like this when outsiders were around.

But it doesn't matter, it's him after all.

Nuan Nuan gently held Ji Feng's head, trying to make him as comfortable as possible.

Yu also became quieter because of this gentle scene.

Mu Wanqiu looked at the two people hugging each other outside the terrace, and in the end she could only sigh softly.

She took out her mobile phone and secretly took a picture of this scene like a scroll in a poem. After saving it in her mobile phone, she felt that the meaning of this scene was more than that.

It’s really beautiful and should be seen by Monsoon.

Mu Wanqiu opened WeChat Moments and uploaded this picture.

Among the visible people, she chose [Visible only to Ji Feng], and then wrote some words that she would never say on a daily basis.

[The biggest regret is probably losing you through the screen. 】

[Between people, it is best when they first get to know each other, passionate yet hypocritical, fresh and romantic. 】

[As long as it’s not you in the end, it doesn’t matter who it is. 】

Mu Wanqiu is the cheerful, enthusiastic and generous little sun in everyone's eyes.

He is also a coward with low self-esteem and never dares to express his love clearly.

She had never once said she liked Ji Feng.

But I like everything...

It's just that now, it's too late to say that I like her.

It turns out that even if you have a secret love, you will fall out of love.

On the terrace, a cool breeze blew, and the drunkenness of the monsoon was relieved a little.

He woke up from his softness and raised his eyes seriously:

"Much better, let's go."

"Ah."

Ji Feng took the umbrella and when he walked, he realized that the umbrella was too small and could not accommodate two people without hugging each other.

He smiled and put all the umbrellas to cover the warmth, leaving no room for doubt.

Then he took her back to the terrace room.

"Brother Chaoyang, how are you thinking?"

"Your conditions are too disgusting. I feel like you are deceiving me." Jiang Chaoyang sounded angrily, and he didn't know what kind of conditions Ji Feng had given him.

"There's no rush, Brother Chaoyang will think about it slowly, but the conditions I gave are all time-sensitive.

Because every time, I will be closer to achieving my goal. Of course, Brother Chaoyang is so sincere, and I will talk to you with sincerity.

Three days, Brother Chaoyang has three days to think about it. "

"You guys are really cool, talking to investors like this?"

"There must be something on the side. I can't get up without it. And I kept saying one thing from the beginning to the end. I was giving Brother Chaoyang a chance to get on the bus."

"Okay, if you are cruel enough, I will give you a reply within three days."

Friends are friends, and business is business.

The two hit it off immediately and did not compromise on business matters.

"Brother Chaoyang, Mu Wanqiu, we have almost eaten today and finished chatting. If there is nothing else, we will leave first."

Mu Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded silently, feeling a little embarrassed.

Jiang Chaoyang, on the other hand, stood up directly to greet him.

"Don't worry, I'll see you off."

"Well, let me see you off too." Mu Wanqiu also agreed at this time.

Jiang Chaoyang drank too much, but still insisted on sending the two of them into the car.

The two watched Ji Feng and the others leave, then returned to the hotel lobby to rest. Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Chaoyang couldn't help but complain:
"Why is this guy so good at drinking? I even thought that after three rounds of drinking, we would become brothers, so I could just win it for him..."

Mu Wanqiu, who was absent-minded, suddenly came to her senses when he heard what he said:
"Brother Chaoyang, are you planning to trick Ji Feng? How could you do this?"

"No, isn't this how we talk about business while drinking? And it's me who's being picked on now, okay?" Jiang Chaoyang was a little dissatisfied.

"How was your talk?"

Mu Wanqiu wanted to change the topic to stop her confused thoughts.

But when this was mentioned, Jiang Chaoyang couldn't hold himself tight.

"This man is talking loudly. He insists that his company has abundant cash flow and it doesn't matter whether he invests or not. If he does, he will give me a chance to get the Series A round.

I go and he gives me a chance? Have you ever seen people talk to investors like this? It was as if I was begging him. "

"What are the conditions?"

"He asked me to invest 1 million, get 15% of the A round of the "Onmyoji" project, and 10% of the angel round opportunities for the other two projects."

Mu Wanqiu: ()? ? ?

One hundred million?
15%?

How much has she done before?

2000 million 20%?

As for angel rotation opportunities in other projects, aren’t they free of charge?
In the blink of an eye, 2000 million suddenly went to 2 million, which made Mu Wanqiu feel a little incredible.

what's up?
There should be nothing wrong with Jiang Chaoyang's brain, right?

Is this thing really worth that much?
"Then are you really prepared to invest in Ji Feng's company?"

Jiang Chaoyang pinched his eyebrows and shook his head slightly.

Mu Wanqiu thought he disagreed, but she didn't expect Jiang Chaoyang's idea to be completely different from hers.

“The path he took seems to be full of risks, but in fact every step is very stable. I only value this project if he dares to rush forward and advance a large portion of the capital himself.

In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of. I just think 15% is too little. I want more project shares so that I can influence the operating rights. "

When Mu Wanqiu heard this, her pupils shrank immediately.

It's over, I suddenly became a billionaire?

Glancing at Jiang Chaoyang who was worrying, Mu Wanqiu felt outrageous. She was originally very sad about the monsoon and the warmth.

But after she discovered that she suddenly had a lot more money, she didn't seem so sad anymore.

"Ugh……"

……

Nuan Nuan sent the drunken Ji Feng back to 409. After helping him go upstairs, he found an excuse to get the express and went downstairs.

Ji Feng didn't think much and opened the door of room 409 in a daze.

When he opened the door, his expression was obviously stunned.

"Wrong way?"

I looked back at the house number, 409, right?

But what's going on with the balloons floating in the house...

Ji Feng blinked and saw many small cards hanging on these floating balloons.

There is handwriting on the card.

This handwriting is already very familiar to Monsoon, and it is warm.

Pick up the card with the balloon in front of the door.

[March 3th is the first day we really got to know each other, so let’s use today to celebrate your birthday. 】

Ji Feng suddenly became speechless when he looked at the card, and his strong defense was instantly broken through.

No one knows what this day means to him.

March 3th is indeed his birthday.

Because it was on this day that he was reborn.

It was the day of his rebirth.

(End of this chapter)