Li Ye was startled when he heard Sun Xianjin's words. "Someone didn't come back? What exactly happened?"
Sun Xianjin fell silent for two seconds, then said in a low voice, "I'm not sure about the specifics either. I'm just a little shrimp. How about we have a drink after work and analyze it together?"
Li Ye immediately said, "All right, you pick the place! My treat. Or you can come to my place."
But Sun Xianjin smiled. "Then don't treat me. Come to my place! Jingjing just got back from the North and brought back a few tins of caviar."
Li Ye teased him, "Hey, your wife finally found it in her heart to come home? I thought she hadn't made enough money yet!"
Sun Xianjin said miserably, "Don't even mention it. I regret letting her go to the North to do business now. We barely see each other a few times a year. Forget about my warm kang bed being out of reach—even the kid is about to stop recognizing mom."
"Ha ha ha ha ha~"
Li Ye could not help laughing. Back when Bian Jingjing had insisted on quitting her government job to plunge into business, Li Ye had analyzed all the pros and cons with Sun Xianjin. This outcome had been foreseeable.
In most cases, if you wanted to gain one thing, you had to trade away another.
These two years after Soviet Russia's collapse were precisely the time when heroes from every road were making fortunes like mad. The international trains were packed with Soviet Russian suitcase traders hauling leather jackets and VCRs back and forth. How could a big merchant like Bian Jingjing, who had gotten a head start, possibly let such a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity slip away?
Once you had earned ten million, you wanted