The autumn rain fell all night, and the temperature dropped sharply the next day. The panic that permeated the spring and autumn gradually subsided, and the last afterglow of autumn was about to come to an end.

On Saturday morning, Li Zhiyi, who was in high spirits and dressed like a dog, drove out to pick up Qiao Yang from Barnard College next door and headed to Fifth Avenue.

"Didi."

Li Zhiyi, wearing a pair of black sunglasses, stuck his head out of the car window and honked the horn: "Where are you going, beautiful lady? I'll see you off?"

"This is not good, I'm waiting for someone." Qiao Yang put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth to cooperate with the acting.

Today she wore an off-white thin windbreaker, with shoulder-length hair and GGDB white shoes. She looked very simple and refreshing, a little less gentle than usual and more like a cool girl.

Li Zhiyi got out of the car with a smile, opened the passenger door and made a greeting gesture: "Don't worry about him, the order of appearance is very important in life. At this moment, you are waiting for the bus and I happen to show up. This is perfect!"

Qiao Yang couldn't help but chuckle and got into the passenger seat: "Okay, let that damn child who loves playing pranks regret it."

"...I suddenly feel that you are no longer a beauty. Get out of the car."

Li Zhiyi said casually and sat back in the driver's seat. After getting into the car, Qiao Yang's face changed instantly, and an overwhelming mark was printed on his forehead: "Stop talking nonsense and drive quickly."

This slap was very hard. Li Zhiyi's forehead turned red, which made him very confused: "No, why did you hit me?"

"It's your hand that's going to hit you. Why don't you hit me back?" Qiao Yang said confidently, rubbing his little hand that was also red.

Li Zhiyi blinked his confused little eyes and thought, "The damn aunt is here." Seeing Qiao Yang's attitude of wanting to slap him again, he decided to endure it first and try to find out what he was talking about before making any plans.

He really didn't know where to offend this bitch. Yesterday morning, after the government announced that the bill was passed, Qiao Yang called him to congratulate him. Then he asked Qiao Yang to help arrange a meeting with Xu Jing, but he did this right after they met.

It's really a bit confusing.

"We made an appointment with Xu Jing for lunch, right?" Li Zhiyi started the car and asked knowingly.

"Um."

"Then let's go shopping first. I want to buy some business clothes, as well as watches and other accessories. I'll need them when I open a company in the future."

"oh."

"My aesthetic taste is too poor, so I have to trouble the kind-hearted girl Xiao Qiao to help me choose."

Li Zhiyi had nothing to say, and Miss Xiao Qiao said she didn't want to talk to him: "Oh."

Li Zhiyi asked inexplicably: "No, what happened to me, or what happened to you?"

"What's wrong? Look at the road while driving and don't look at me." Qiao Yang still looked like he didn't care.

In response to this, no matter how good-tempered Li Zhiyi is, he can't help but get angry: "I finally finished the deal so I can feel more relaxed. I wanted to ask you out to thank you. Can I tell you if I have something to say?!"

"Thank me, thank me for what?"

Li Zhiyi was stunned when he heard this, his mouth opened and he didn't know how to answer.

Saying thank you for enlightening and comforting? It’s embarrassing to mention what happened that night half a month ago; saying thank you for caring? Long Qi was also concerned about why he didn’t thank Long Qi; and apart from these two, what else is there to thank?

What about...

"Didi."

After the light turned green, the car honked its horn to urge him. Li Zhiyi recovered his thoughts and his anger was mostly gone: "It's just... I should thank you."

"What do you mean by thanking you? I don't understand." Qiao Yang said reluctantly, without any of his usual understanding.

Li Zhiyi took a deep breath and said nothing. Qiao Yang continued: "You have had a hard time in the past half month, and I have endured a very hard time in the past half month. In your words, who is not a baby anymore!"

"I don't need your thanks, I just want to tell you that I felt very uncomfortable when I returned the hat to Long Qi!" Qiao Yang said each word clearly, then turned to look out the window and said nothing.

Li Zhiyi pursed his lips and continued to remain silent. If he didn't understand at this point, he would be an idiot, but he couldn't speak and could only pretend to be dead.

When he is in a bad mood, the first thing he thinks of is Qiao Yang, and when he relaxes, the first thing he thinks of is Qiao Yang, but this does not mean that something will happen between him and Qiao Yang...

It took half an hour to drive from school to Fifth Avenue, and the two of them didn't speak for half an hour.

He found a parking lot and parked the car. Li Zhiyi coughed lightly and asked, "Find a place to sit and wait for Xu Jing, or should you go shopping first?"

Qiao Yang silently took out his lipstick from his handbag and touched it up twice, then got out of the car and left him with the back of his head. Li Zhiyi smacked his lips without saying anything and got out of the car to follow.

Hermès, Coach, Armani... Qiao Yang walked through each store not knowing what to do, and Li Zhiyi followed behind like a little follower.

Fifth Avenue is a street where luxury goods counters are located next to each other. Rich people and tourists from all over the world have gathered together to create the world's top gold sales cave. Wang Duoyu's one billion yuan was opened here to create a month-long flower.

Light is not the problem.

The reason why Li Zhiyi set aside more than 10 million for himself was not only to invest in venture capital, but also to spend money. He always believed that delayed gratification and timely gratification should be both. Eating grass and milking cows like an ascetic and working hard to make money was not

His style.

And to be fair, the financial industry is an industry that requires exaggeration and pretentiousness. Unless you reach the level of Zhang Lei and Masayoshi Son, no one will pay attention to you if you don't take the initiative to show your strength.

Don't say it's stupid and cliché. Everyone is too busy and doesn't have time to carefully understand whether you are low-key or pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger; people will only use the simplest way to screen whether it is worth making acquaintance.

Luxury watches, luxury cars, and the way you dress are the easiest ways to identify you; no one forces you to do this, but every field and industry has specific and customary ways of socializing.

Feng Tang, a rough guy, said that when he was working at McKinsey, he always used his mobile phone to check the time when giving PPT presentations to clients. The female boss couldn’t stand it and said that he lowered the company’s style. He didn’t wear a watch when giving PPT presentations. If it’s more serious, he said:

It's like the pants are unzipped.

Lao Feng's face turned red with shame. He thought about it and thought that regardless of style, always picking up the phone to check the time would make customers feel unprofessional, so he ran to buy a second-hand Patek Philippe.

"What are you doing? Where are you going?" Qiao Yang suddenly asked.

Li Zhiyi stopped and looked at the counter in front of him: "Buy a watch?"

The two of them unknowingly walked to Patek Philippe near the Rockefeller Building. Because this Patek Philippe store is close to 57th Avenue, the ready-made watches and store specifications are very high. The Patek Philippe Li Zhiyi is wearing now is bought here.

of.

"Buy a watch first and then buy clothes. What's your budget?" Qiao Yang asked with a straight face.

Li Zhiyi smiled: "I don't have any budget, so half a million dollars should be enough to buy a watch."

Qiao Yang raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Five hundred thousand RMB?"

"I used leverage and made almost 100 million U.S. dollars during this period. Excluding the money to continue trading, I have several million to use." Li Zhiyi explained proactively and sensibly.

Qiao Yang said oh, resisting the thought of asking questions and walked into the Patek Philippe counter first.

"Welcome to Patek Philippe, I am Patek Philippe salesperson Chris, how can I help you two?" An old white man with a somewhat bald head came forward and asked with a British accent.

"We'd like to see men's watches."

Qiao Yang said and turned to look at Li Zhiyi, who answered: "Formal watch."

"Okay, please sit down first. I still don't know how to address you two?"
Chapter completed!