Yang Jian drove back to Jiang Yan's single-person apartment.
The moment he walked in, Jiang Yan impatiently said, "More than twenty million—that was more than twenty million! You spent it all in one go? What on earth did you buy? I worked my ass off to earn that over the past two days."
"I didn't buy much. Just a sleeping bag. I'm planning to visit a rural resort in a couple of days, so I'm getting prepared early," Yang Jian said.
Jiang Yan nearly spat blood in anger. "A sleeping bag cost more than twenty million?"
"To be precise, it was exactly twenty million. I used the extra few million to buy some other things. They should arrive around tomorrow," Yang Jian said.
"Did you get scammed?"
Yang Jian thought about it. "I think that's possible too. I'm vaguely starting to regret it. It feels like I got played."
"You know you got scammed and you still won't report it? Get a refund! Return it!" Jiang Yan said.
"Maybe their product is high-quality and really worth that much? Besides, it's my money. How I spend it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it? You work for me, and I'll pay you a salary. You did well with the stock trading before. How much is left in the account now?" Yang Jian asked.
"Less than five million," Jiang Yan said.
"How much exactly?"
"One million three hundred thousand," Jiang Yan said with an odd expression.
"I did business for so many days, worked so hard to make money, and I never expected it to all be gone in an instant." Yang Jian's mouth twitched.
It had been money he intended to use for his mother's retirement.
Now, all of it had been invested.
Altogether, there had been