Chapter 167: I can’t say this. If I say it, I might get beaten.
Looking at the serious and calculating expression on the girl's face, Shang Jianghan found it funny, but at the same time he felt a sense of satisfaction and peace of mind.

He picked up the few that were kept and looked at them.

Although the big boss doesn't have this kind of thing, his money is always in the form of numbers in a certain account on his mobile phone or computer, but this does not prevent Shang Jianghan from understanding the amount of money.

There's still time to save money.

Shen Chaoxi should have started saving money in his second year of college, and the amount of his savings increased from small to large, with the smallest being one or two thousand and the largest being tens of thousands.

All the accounts in the various savings books add up to about four or five hundred thousand.

Shen Chaoxi was calculating the accounts seriously. When Shang Jianghan left and came back and handed her a black card, she looked up with surprise in her eyes.

"Give me money again? I haven't spent all the money you gave me last time!"

The day after registering their marriage, Shang Jianghan gave Shen Chaoxi a bank card, saying it was for household use.

Shen Chaoxi checked and found that there was one million in it.

Card without password.

However, she hasn't spent a penny so far.

You can't say this, or you might get beaten!

"That's for daily use. I'll save it for you once a month. This is for you to start your own business." Knowing that the girl in front of him had a clear financial relationship with him, Shang Jianghan added.

"It's considered an investment. If your studio makes a profit in the future, remember to distribute dividends to me as a shareholder."

Merchants aim to make a profit.

In Shen Chaoxi's eyes, the man in front of her revealed this point vividly.

Shen Chaoxi pursed her lips and took it.

"How much money is in it?" she asked casually.

In fact, for a studio operating online, the most expensive things are employee salaries and rent.

There is no need to consider the rent, but Xu Yun’s salary, and the pre-production, including decoration and purchasing equipment, will require some money.

Moreover, the studio needs to hire a few more people. If it is not profitable, all the money will be paid by Shen Chaoxi.

She asked some acquaintances privately, and estimated that it would take a year for such a studio to become truly profitable.

So, Shen Chaoxi started calculating how much money she had early in the morning.

"About 20 million," Shang Jianghan said uncertainly, and then added, "If it's not enough, I'll give you more."

Shen Chaoxi: ...

She almost forgot that the man in front of her was really a super wealthy capitalist, the kind of person that there might not be many of in the whole country.

On December 23rd, the preliminary examination for the postgraduate entrance examination began.

Early in the morning, Shen Chaoxi went to the Faculty of Literature of Peking University.

I came to check out the place yesterday, and I came here today to get familiar with the place.

The exam lasts for two days, with politics in the morning and English in the afternoon on the first day. On the second day, there are mathematics in the morning and basic knowledge in the afternoon.

I don’t know if it was because Shen Chaoxi prepared well enough or the questions this year were easy, but after four exams, Shen Chaoxi felt very relaxed.

At five o'clock in the afternoon on the 24th, when I came out of the examination room, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

Today is Christmas Eve and tomorrow is Christmas Day. The students are all romantic at heart and Christmas trees and colorful balls are hung all over the corridor.

When coming out of the teaching building, Shen Chaoxi actually ran into an acquaintance.

Someone called her in an incredible voice.

"Shen Chaoxi? It's really you!"

The person who spoke was a boy, not very tall and with a baby face.

It’s not that Shen Chaoxi is face-blind, she always feels that the other person is familiar, but she has forgotten where she has seen him.

The other party was stunned but not angry.

"I'm Liao Juntao. If you can't remember me, that's unacceptable."

Shen Chaoxi suddenly realized!
"Oh! I remember! A class of top students!"

Liao Juntao is a first-year graduate student this year. He looks much more mature than when he was in high school, but he still has a boyish demeanor. He swiped the back of his head with his hand.

"I dare not call myself a top student in front of you."

Shen Chaoxi smiled and said, "I ranked first in the city in the college entrance examination that year. If I'm not a top student, then what is I?"

The two of them were standing in the lobby on the first floor talking, and several students passing by couldn't help but joke with them.

"Juntao, you are so lucky! No wonder you rejected the English department's campus beauty!"

"That's right. We have a great talent in the Chinese department. Not everyone can match him!"

……

This teaching building belongs exclusively to the Chinese Department. Liao Juntao is holding a book in his hand, and it is obvious that he has just finished a class.

Liao Juntao felt a little embarrassed. He had seen the admission ticket hanging around Shen Chaoxi's neck early in the morning.

He also passed the exam last year.

"Don't listen to them. How did you do on the test?"

There was a message coming in on Shen Chaoxi's phone. She looked down and replied casually, "Not bad."

Liao Juntao raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the girl with bright eyes as she lowered her head to reply to the message.

After not seeing him for five years, the scene of him arguing in the office that he did not cheat is still clear in my mind. His subsequent achievements of topping the list of exams are also unforgettable.

It’s a pity that she failed the college entrance examination.

I don’t know if others felt sorry for her, but Liao Juntao felt uncomfortable for a long time.

Thinking that they would be alumni in the future, Liao Juntao's previous regrets seemed to be remedied.

"I'm sure you'll be fine! No one can help you if you fail the college entrance exam, but you'll definitely pass this postgraduate exam. We can still be alumni by then."

Shen Chaoxi nodded, and the smile on his face deepened.

"I'll lend you some good words!"

As they talked, they walked to the door of the hall.

It was snowing outside, and the snowflakes were getting bigger. Shen Chaoxi's car was parked in the open-air parking lot outside the school gate. She stood at the door of the hall and took a look.

Snowflakes have formed on the marble brick surface, like a thin white blanket.

There were many irregular footprints on it.

"How did you get here? I have an umbrella for you." said Liao Juntao.

Shen Chaoxi turned around to look at him, and sure enough, he was holding a black umbrella in his hand.

However, the medium-sized umbrella cannot be used by two people.

"No, someone will pick me up in a moment."

A black car was coming from a distance, but it was quite far away and the license plate number could not be clearly seen in the blurred vision caused by the snow.

“It should be this one.”

Shen Chaoxi wanted to say that there was no need for the other party to stand here with her.

After all, the temperature was below zero at this time.

Liao Juntao was wearing a black down jacket, but his nose was still red from the cold.

Before he could even utter a word, he heard the older boy in front of him speaking with great confidence.

"No vehicles from outside our school can enter. Someone will pick you up at the school gate. Take your umbrella with you so you don't get wet."

At the same time Liao Juntao handed over the umbrella, the black Maybach stopped at the entrance of the hall, close to the steps.

Amid the falling snowflakes, the sleek and expensive luxury car naturally attracted the attention of the students stranded in the hall.

A car like this with such an awesome license plate number probably won't be stopped anywhere.

The car door opened, and the man's face was blocked by the big umbrella in his hand before it was revealed.

The man’s black shiny British-style leather shoes are the first thing that catches your eye, followed by his always crisp dark trousers.

In a university full of students, one can tell that the person is not ordinary just by looking at his or her attire.

Then, the man lifted a corner of the umbrella, and finally revealed his true face to dozens of expectant eyes.

The air was filled with an unprecedented silence, which made the rustling sound of snow hitting the umbrella more deafening.

But the silence lasted only a few seconds.

Then came the whispering.

If such a scene happened in the finance department, it would probably cause an uproar in an instant.

Shang Jianghan is a man with a great reputation!