119 Soft Meal, Hard to Swallow

"Xiao Bai, haven't you already gotten quite a few offers from big companies? Have you decided where you want to go?"

Bai Zheli shook his head.

"Chen Ge, what about you?"

"Me?"

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment.

In the past, he hadn't had any great ambitions, just like most college students: follow the steps, work solidly, not asking for great wealth, just needing enough to provide Ai Qian with a stable life. But, after all, man proposes, God disposes.

"I'm thinking of starting my own business."

Bai Zheli was startled at this, obviously somewhat surprised.

Starting a business requires capital, and he was well aware of Chen Ge's financial situation.

However, he didn't dampen his friend's enthusiasm, and after a moment of surprise, he exclaimed, "Chen Ge, you really have ambition."

Jiang Chen smiled wryly.

"If you need any help when the time comes, you have to help me out."

"Of course."

Bai Zheli nodded without hesitation, thinking his friend was only joking.