Out of control and sinking

The auction is still ongoing.

However, both Bo Ye and Jiang Ruan were looking around, but they hadn't yet seen anything that truly caught their eye or that they genuinely wanted.

However, it must be said that every item at the auction is truly a rare treasure; any one of them is priceless, and the auction price is in the tens of millions.

Jiang Ruan sighed, "Now I finally understand why you said you wouldn't run into acquaintances here often when I first arrived."

Bo Ye smiled and asked, "Why?"

Jiang Ruan: "These kinds of auctions are simply not something small capitalists can afford to participate in."

"Looking across the entire capital, how many families can casually spend tens or hundreds of millions to buy things? This is truly a waste of money like dirt."

"This also illustrates a point."

Bo Ye looked at her.

I thought she would offer some reasoning.

Jiang Ruan swallowed hard and muttered, "You're so rich."

Four words, heard in my ears.

Bo Ye laughed in exasperation, pinching her chubby little face with his fingertips: "I thought you were going to reason with me."

"That's it?"

Jiang Ruan: "Otherwise what?"

"Stop pinching it, the flesh will become loose, and it will look ugly."

Bo Ye rubbed her face: "Not ugly."

He thought for a moment and said to her, "Whether you can come here or not doesn't mean anything. Money is just a number to everyone here, but turning money into a number is not something that can be determined by your background. It takes seven parts luck and three parts intelligence."

"Money can't measure everything, but a smart person will always try to acquire money, of course, through the right path. Crooked ways will never amount to anything."

"Moreover, when judging a person, don't look at whether they have money or not, but look at their abilities, intelligence, and magnanimity."

Bo Ye pinched her waist with his fingertips, saying playfully, "Of course, that only applies to others. With me, it depends on money. If I'm broke and penniless, how am I supposed to support you?"

Jiang Ruan chuckled: "It's okay, if you're broke, I'll take care of you."

As she spoke, she looked up with considerable pride: "After all, I'm a little rich woman now."

“Supporting you won’t be a problem.” Bo Ye’s eyes were deep and dark. “Supporting me would cost a lot of money.”

"Aren't you afraid I'll spend all your money?"

Jiang Ruan said firmly, "No."

“I think you’re definitely good at managing money. If I entrust my money to you, you’ll surely earn several times, or even dozens of times, more. Then I can share the profits with you, and you can use those profits to make more money and make a comeback.”

"It can help me make money and allow me to pursue my own career at the same time. It's a win-win situation, killing two birds with one stone."

Bo Ye didn't expect that his casual remark would be so off-putting.

She was able to draw inferences from one instance to another and had such profound insights.

I couldn't help but laugh.

He pinched her pert nose with his fingertips: "I feel like you've really wasted your talent by entering the entertainment industry."

"Such a brilliant mind should be used in business warfare."

"I doubt that anyone under me is as smart as you."

Jiang Ruan scoffed, "Don't flatter me. Guess which subject in high school gave me the biggest headache?"

Bo Ye didn't even hesitate: "Mathematics?"

Jiang Ruan was shocked and looked up abruptly: "How did you know?"

Bo Ye smiled and said, "I guessed."

Jiang Ruan pouted: "Your guess was a bit too accurate."

"That's right, it's mathematics."

"Let me tell you, the reason I was able to get into university was because I studied math day and night for half a year, memorizing and doing practice problems. Otherwise, I probably would have only been able to get into a junior college."

"With my IQ, I'm not even qualified for business warfare."

"He couldn't even do basic math, and in the end, he didn't even know how he died."

(End of this chapter)