Chapter 228

Jiang Wuchen's Lingbao hall has been opened on Chongyang island for nearly two months. Its business is so good that it is enviable. In a short time, it has accumulated billions of wealth.

Chongyang island is not public in nature. It is under the control of extremely powerful managers. In principle, it will not intervene in anything on Chongyang island. However, when there is a strange thing in its backyard, I'm afraid no one will sit idly by.

Jiang Wuchen didn't think of such a long-term in the early stage of opening Lingbao hall, and even the initial rental fee was not enough, but he rented it for one quarter.

Until that day there was a lot of queuing, Jiang Wuchen knew that people on Chongyang island would find him sooner or later.

Now Minister Wu calls, Jiang Wuchen doesn't feel abrupt at all.

"Minister Wu." Jiang Wuchen answered with his mobile phone.

"Aha, Hello, Mr. Jiang. I didn't scare you when I called you suddenly. Don't worry, it's not to urge the rent. Our Miss wants to meet you."

"Miss?" Jiang Wuchen was stunned.

"Master of Chongyang island."

Jiang Wuchen can't help but take a breath, the owner of Chongyang island? miss? How huge this family should be. A Chongyang island alone produces a GDP of at least 10 billion a day. Such a huge economy is actually a woman's.

From the title of Miss, this is still a girl, unmarried!

"OK." Jiang Wuchen nodded and immediately agreed.

Minister Wu didn't hang up immediately, but said, "a few friendly reminders, our miss is very gentle, but sometimes she is also very irritable. Master Jiang follows her as much as possible and finds master Jiang. Master Jiang should also be able to think of the reason, which is the pill made by master Jiang.

Don't talk about cooperation if you can't agree. Don't offend our young lady, otherwise the consequences will be very serious. "

"How serious is it?" Jiang Wuchen said with a faint smile.

"It's not what you or I can bear. You should remember that you can have today because you use the platform of Chongyang island. You are still on Chongyang island. And our young lady is the owner of Chongyang island. There is a great disparity in status. Understand?"

"Well," said Jiang Wuchen, "when shall I see you?"

"In the evening, flamingo restaurant."

Jiang Wuchen smiled bitterly, "can you change a place? I don't like that restaurant."

"Our young lady likes it," Minister Wu said. "You'd better go a little early and arrive at six o'clock in the afternoon. Our young lady doesn't like to be late."

Jiang Wuchen has hung up. No one likes to be late. Time is equally important to Jiang Wuchen.

Jiang Wuchen finished school at 5:30. As a result, a temporary class meeting was held today. Ma Dana stood on the podium and talked about the unified examination next week, various precautions, application of answer cards, neat paper surface, serious and correct attitude, etc.

After the exam, he talked about the football match again, which was an hour.

Before the end of 6:30, Jiang Wuchen couldn't wait. He took Zheng Shao's car key and slipped away from the back door. When he got out of the school, there was a traffic jam. Minister Wu's phone call was like a deadly reminder, calling more than 20 at a time.

When Jiang Wuchen came to the Flamingo restaurant, it was already 7:30 p.m.

In addition to the Flamingo staff in charge of greeting at the door, there is Minister Wu.

Minister Wu was formally dressed in a suit and shoes. The sweat kept flowing down his forehead. He was sweating when he saw Jiang Wuchen coming to pick up the leak in his clothes.

"Master Jiang, can you slow down? Are you intentional? I told you to come at six, you... You have to come at seven thirty!"

Jiang Wuchen said bitterly, "Ma Da held the class meeting. There was a traffic jam on the road. I'm sorry."

"Hey, our young lady has been waiting for you here for an hour!" said Wu, with an ugly face. "Be careful. I think she looks ugly. Hiss, be careful."

Jiang Wuchen went in with Minister Wu. The Flamingo is still in the old pattern, but Miyamoto, who is responsible for welcoming at the door, is gone.

There are not many people eating in the restaurant. The minimum consumption here is at least five figures. In addition to pretending to be criminals and real rich people, there are still a few people who come here to consume.

Last time Jiang Wuchen came here for dinner, he was on the first floor.

There is also the second floor. Customers who can eat on the second floor are even super VIP. It can't be determined by how much they consume here. It mainly depends on their contacts.

The restaurant run by Matsushima family is really good. Making money is the second. At least it has earned a lot of contacts.

Seeing the situation here, Jiang Wuchen wants to open such a restaurant.

In a retro box near the window on the second floor, there is a thin woman. The woman is wearing black trousers, black Roman high heels, a white Slim small neckline shirt, and her wavy long hair is tied up. She looks like a female elite in the workplace.

From her seemingly simple clothes, this is definitely a high-rise. Because the clothes on her are made by pure hands, the white shirt has no wrinkles, and the style is not popular, but it is absolutely timeless. Just like a man's suit, it doesn't look out of date for a hundred years.

She turned and looked out of the window. Jiang Wuchen could only see half of her face, with sharp edges and corners and good skin. The skin of the rich was generally not bad.

Jiang Wuchen read countless women. Just one look, he can immediately give her a definition, 100% pure sultry type.

This kind of woman is not easy to provoke, and her happiness and anger are not in color. Once she is angry, she will detonate immediately without any breathing time.

"That's our miss. Go over there," Minister Wu whispered. He didn't dare to pass. The provincial lady was angry and sprayed him with blood.

Jiang Wuchen nodded and walked towards the woman. At this moment, he felt a touch of hostility from the woman, which showed that the woman had known his arrival, but she turned her head and didn't look at him. It was a deliberate act of coercion.

Jiang Wuchen sat opposite, looking straight at the woman, looking straight, without blinking.

I watched it for half a minute.

This woman is very beautiful. She has a temperament similar to Meng youruo, which is the indifferent temperament of an aristocratic woman, but this woman is not young.

The beautiful woman has no age, but Jiang Wuchen can still see that the woman is at least over thirty.

Thirty is not too old. If you take age as an example, Jiang Wuchen is actually twenty-two, but his ideological age is hundreds of years old.

The hostility of a woman is increasing, which shows that she is getting more and more angry. She is late for a word. She sits down without saying hello and stares at others. It's impolite.

The woman's impression of Jiang Wuchen is extremely poor. She is about to get angry before she gets angry.

Jiang Wuchen said, "I don't know if I can say something?"

Huh? If you can't make up your mind, don't say it. No one forces you to say it. Nonsense, waste! The woman's heart despises Jiang Wuchen more.

"You are beautiful without any shortcomings, but you have a little chocolate chip on your mouth, which lowers your high temperament." Jiang Wuchen smiled.