After my divorce, I became a lucky super-rich person.

Chapter 48 The Azsasese Sister

This Da Bao was Chen Jiang's former colleague. His full name was Wang Baobao, and Da Bao was a nickname. Hearing Chen Jiang's question, he sighed and replied, "Of course it's because the company has business here. Otherwise, do you think I wanted to come here?"

"As for you, you've barely shown up since you left. How come you've been making your fortune somewhere lately?"

"What fortune... I'm just trying to make a living," Chen Jiang replied helplessly, then turned to the person still talking on the phone next to his car and asked, "Is this a new colleague? Did you scratch it while backing up?"

Da Bao turned around, glanced at Chen Jiang, and whispered:

"Not a colleague... she's the boss of the company I'm dealing with, Song Hua."

"I accidentally bumped into the car next to me when I came out of the parking space... I just looked it up, and it's called an Aston Martin. It's so expensive."

"Actually, it's alright..."

Chen Jiang replied casually, his gaze following the direction of the other two.

The woman in charge had just finished her call and turned to look at him.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Jiang's eyes.

Surprisingly, Da Bao was right; she really was a very beautiful woman.

She has delicate features, fair skin, a tall and slender figure, and a stylish short haircut with two earrings.

She wore a white shirt under a women's blazer, paired with cropped trousers that revealed her fair calves, and high heels, giving her the style of an elite woman that Chen Jiang remembered.

But what's even more impressive are his bright eyes, his upright posture, and his overall demeanor.

Chen Jiang's first impression of her was that she was a very kind and gentle older sister!

She truly lives up to her name; she looks like a painting...

Although she was handsome and beautiful, Chen Jiang could tell that she was not young, at least around thirty years old... Even though she wasn't as overtly feminine as Zhou Qian, the maturity in her eyes was definitely not something a young person should have.

However, he accidentally scratched a nice car, and if nothing unexpected happens, he will have to pay some compensation, so he is obviously not in a good mood right now.

She took two steps over, glanced at Chen Jiang, then turned to look at Da Bao:

"If you have something to do, you can go now."

"If the car owner doesn't come back soon, I'll go find the traffic police. You don't need to stay here with me."

"Uh..." Da Bao immediately realized that the other party had misunderstood, and quickly expressed his loyalty: "I'm fine, President Song... This is Chen Jiang, my former colleague, who also did network maintenance, but he left the company a few months ago. He came here to visit a friend and just happened to run into him."

"Oh?"

Song Hua was somewhat surprised and glanced at Chen Jiang: "You also did network maintenance? You left your job? Where are you working now?"

Chen Jiang smiled and answered casually:

"I haven't looked for a job since I quit, and I'm staying at home now."

Song Hua nodded, then asked:

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"I see... So how's your skill level?"

Before Chen Jiang could speak, Da Bao quietly patted Chen Jiang on the back and immediately answered for him, "President Song, Chen Jiang is very capable. He was always in the top three among so many people in our company. He wouldn't have resigned if it weren't for family matters."

After saying that, she gave Chen Jiang a look that made him both amused and exasperated.

But before he could explain, Song Hua on the other side slowly nodded and said:

"In that case... our company does indeed need someone to specifically manage the network... Would you like to come for an interview?"

Da Bao's eyes lit up immediately:

"Of course he'd be willing!"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Chen Jiang quickly interrupted her. If he didn't speak up soon, she would really sell him out. "Um, I'm really sorry, Song Hua, I've already found a job and I'll be starting in the next couple of days. I really appreciate your kindness, but I'll pass on the interview."

Song Hua was slightly taken aback, not expecting Chen Jiang to refuse so decisively, but she didn't take it too seriously, since it was just a casual remark anyway.

"In that case, let's forget about it."

Da Bao was a little worried for Chen Jiang, so he tugged at him again and whispered:

"Are you stupid, Chen Jiang... General Manager Song's company offers very good benefits. You could earn at least 20,000 a month there. Don't rush to refuse; at least ask about the compensation."

Chen Jiang didn't know what to say, but since the other party meant well, he could only smile and say:

"I really found a job, and the pay is pretty good... I know you meant well, thank you, Da Bao."

Da Bao wasn't actually interested in Chen Jiang; she was already married. It's just that she has a straightforward and generous personality, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten along so well with Chen Jiang, who's just a nobody in the company.

Seeing that Chen Jiang was indeed not going to listen, all he could do was sigh; there was nothing he could do.

"Since you're unwilling, there's nothing I can do."

Song Hua didn't pay much attention to this little incident. She raised her wrist, rolled up her sleeves to reveal an exquisite women's watch, and slightly furrowed her beautiful brows: "It's getting late. I'd better go directly to the traffic police, otherwise I'll waste too much time."

Chen Jiang looked at her, then suddenly asked:

"Mr. Song, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Song Hua glanced at Chen Jiang and nodded slightly:

"There are indeed some things I need to take care of."

Hearing this, Chen Jiang nodded, and then walked to the spot where the two cars were touching without saying a word. He found that although they had indeed scratched each other, it was actually not too bad. It was just that the paint had been chipped off, and it wasn't a big deal.

He turned his head and waved to the two women:

"Then you can go first. It's just a little scratch on the paint. I'll have someone clean it up later."

"what?"

These words startled Song Hua and Da Bao, who didn't understand what Chen Jiang meant. After several seconds, Da Bao realized that Chen Jiang was joking and was speechless.

"You've become quite humorous since you left the company... But now is not the time for jokes, Chen Jiang, don't cause trouble for President Song."

Chen Jiang rolled his eyes:

"Why would I cause trouble? This car is mine."

Da Bao rolled his eyes: "I think you're drunk... dreaming in broad daylight!"

"Chen Jiang, are you drunk?"

"Chen Jiang, right? Is this really your car?"

Song Hua, standing to the side, was seeing Chen Jiang for the first time, unlike Da Bao who had a positive memory of him.

Moreover, I hadn't paid much attention before, but now that I look closely, this guy named Chen Jiang doesn't seem to be an ordinary person either, judging from his clothes and appearance. On the contrary, I'm already mostly convinced.

"It is indeed my car."

Chen Jiang didn't insist on waiting for others to question him before proving his point. He took out his key from his pocket and pressed it gently, causing the Aston Martin's lights to flash.

There's no need to say anything more; this is enough to prove everything. Song Hua's gaze towards Chen Jiang changed slightly.

She had just been thinking of recruiting the other person into her company, but in just one minute, the other person transformed into a wealthy person driving a luxury car worth millions... She really didn't expect that.

Da Bao, who had initially wanted to tell Chen Jiang to stop joking, suddenly widened his eyes, glanced at Chen Jiang and then at the car, finally fixing his gaze on Chen Jiang and unable to resist asking:

"Chen Jiang, where did you rent this car from?"