Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 211 Borrowing Money from Teacher Jiang
My parents have already transferred the money for buying a house to me.

Upon seeing this sentence, Chen Yan suddenly felt a jolt of fear!
This is this...

This happiness came so suddenly!

Chen Yan quickly replied: 【Baby, how much money did your dad give you?】

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [Exactly 100 million]

Chen Yan mentally estimated that in 2014, the housing price in Xiasha, Hangzhou was around 11,000 to 12,000 yuan per square meter. 1 million yuan could buy an 89-square-meter two-bedroom apartment outright, or it could be used as a down payment to buy a larger apartment.

Judging from the results, the greater the leverage, the greater the benefit.

Chen Yingjun: [So, are you planning to pay in full or take out a mortgage?]

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [It's best to pay in full. If you don't have enough money, you can take out a loan. Anyway, I can use my housing provident fund to pay the mortgage every month.]

After Jiang Zhixin said that, Chen Yan understood.

Her estimated budget is around 100 million to 130 million.

Hmm, but how do we swindle that million?
Oh no, her money is my money. This isn't cheating; it's just money going from one pocket to another. Chen Yantian thought shamelessly.

Just then, Jiang Zhixin sent another message: "When are you free to come with me to look at apartments?"

Chen Yan thought for a moment and replied: 【How about going on the 10th?】

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [Okay, no problem]

Chen Yingjun: [Honey, I have another favor to ask.]

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [Says]

Chen Yingjun: [Could you lend me 100 million yuan first? I need some working capital for a business transaction. I'll pay you back on the 10th.]

Immediately afterwards, a video call popped up.

After Chen Yan answered the video call, a beautiful and charming face immediately appeared on his phone screen.

Jiang Zhixin's pleasant voice came through the loudspeaker:

"Hehe, it's nothing. I just wanted to check if your account had been hacked. Send me your bank card number, and I'll transfer the money to you now."

"Oh, okay, I love you so much, my wife!"

"Don't talk nonsense, we're not married yet!"

"Hehe, that's just a matter of time."

With a "ding," the other end of the video call had already ended.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yan sent over his bank card number.

Three minutes later, he received a text message notification from the bank—

Your China Construction Bank card ending in 4781 received a transfer of 500000 yuan, leaving a balance of 519805.20 yuan.

About a minute later, the bank sent another text message reminder—

Your China Construction Bank card ending in 4781 received a transfer of 500000 yuan, leaving a balance of 1019805.20 yuan.

Jiang Zhixin's bank card has a limit of 500,000 yuan per transaction and a daily cumulative limit of 1 million yuan. So she transferred the money to Chen Yan's card in two transactions.

Soon after, Jiang Zhixin sent a WeChat message asking: "[The money has been transferred, have you received it?]"

Chen Yingjun: [Received, thank you, darling]

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [OK]

Chen Yan couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. It turned out that Teacher Jiang was also a complete romantic at heart!

Aren't you afraid I'll run off with the money?
So Chen Yan joked, "Honey, you're pretty carefree. Aren't you afraid I won't pay you back?"

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [It's fine if you don't return it. Consider it your betrothal gift. After you marry into our family, the children will take my surname.]

Chen Yingjun: [Hehe, I think your butt is itchy. You wait, I'm going to buy a whip online right now.] If I don't give your butt a good spanking, I'm not Chen!

A short while later, Chen Yan actually placed an order for a pink whip on Taobao and sent a screenshot of the order to Jiang Zhixin.

Jiang Yue Zhao Zhixin: [Chen Yan, how dare you?! You dare to try and hit a teacher?! Do you even know how to write the four characters for "respecting teachers and valuing education"?!]

Chen Yingjun: [So what if I hit you? I still want to fuck you.]

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In the following days, Chen Yan continued to work on the front lines with his team.

As more and more companies join the platform, the daily active users (DAU) of [Boss Direct Hire] are also soaring rapidly.

Based on BossZhipin's industry-leading one-on-one direct chat model and precise matching system, and most importantly, because BossZhipin is currently completely free for both businesses and users.

Companies and job seekers who used it found it convenient and easy to use, and word of mouth spread quickly. Soon, almost the entire recruitment market in Shanghai knew about [Boss Zhipin].

At the same time, established players in the recruitment market, Zhaopin.com and 51job.com, also took notice of this small but excellent software.

Of course, at this time, [Boss Zhipin] was still too small to catch the eye of these two veteran figures in the industry.

Mr. Guo, the general manager of Zhaopin.com, and Mr. Zhen, the general manager of 51job.com, both located in Beijing, did not take Bosszhipin.com seriously at all after hearing their secretary's report.

What kind of success can an 18-year-old kid achieve? He'll probably just be scamming some investors out of their money.

Their long-standing market monopoly has allowed them to stay in their comfort zone for too long, becoming accustomed to a carefree life.

Even at this point, they had no intention of developing an app; the website remained solely for PCs…

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Time quickly came to June 8th.

That day, Chen Yan drove back to Hangzhou.

Tonight, or more precisely, in the early hours of the 9th, the semi-final match between Brazil and Germany will begin!

There's a news article online that says this:
A 45-year-old Dutchman, during the 2014 FIFA World Cup in Brazil, bought a lottery ticket predicting Germany's 7-1 victory over Brazil while intoxicated and disoriented.

With odds as high as 6500 for this match, he ultimately won 130 million euros (approximately 1100 million RMB), setting a new record for the highest single-match winnings in the World Cup.

Therefore, many netizens believe that the odds for this match in China are as high as 6500.

In reality, anyone who has ever bet on football knows that these odds are impossible. First, once the score exceeds a certain threshold, it becomes "other," and second, the odds for a single match cannot be this high; 500 is the maximum.

After arriving in Hangzhou, Chen Yan found a relatively large sports lottery store, parked his car on the side of the road, and went straight inside.

To be honest, so much time had passed that he couldn't remember whether the score was 1-6 or 1-7, so he originally planned to bet 50 on each.

However, when I went to buy the tickets, I found that there was no option for 1-6 or 1-7. Once the score difference was large, reaching 1-5 or above, it became "other".

Finally, to avoid arousing suspicion, he bought 10 worth of 1-3, 10 worth of 1-4, and 80 worth of "others".

The lottery shop owner was completely dumbfounded when he saw the young man in front of him.

"No, young man, are you sure you want to spend 100 million to bet on a football match? That's too risky. Do your family members know?"

The boss was still quite conscientious; fearing the young man might act impulsively, he gave him a special reminder.

Chen Yan, a cigarette dangling from his lips, shrugged nonchalantly: "Boss, see that car outside? A million is just my monthly allowance. Hurry up and place the bet."

"Oh, so he's a rich kid, a spendthrift. Well, I'll keep this money without feeling guilty!"

The lottery shop owner thought to himself.

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