I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Either.

This is an abnormal person who has a seductive appearance and is actually mentally ill.

Either.

Everything she said was true.

The former or the latter?

No matter which possibility it is, it seems...it is not advisable to stay here for long.

President Deng quietly put down his crossed legs. He had already become a Buddha without any desires, so he didn't need to suppress anything. Just as he was about to leave, he heard -

"But you don't need to worry. He may not come so soon."

"why?"

Mr. Deng, who shouldn't have said anything at this time, blurted out something anyway. Even though he was managing hundreds of anchors, he was completely caught up in the other party's rhythm without making any noise.

"Because I didn't tell him."

Miss Fujiwara smiled charmingly and playfully, "I want to give him a surprise."

The corners of Deng Yanghui's mouth trembled, his brain circuit could not keep up at all, and his desire to escape became more and more intense!

No one will mess with a psychopath.

But the owner of Afang Palace is not to be trifled with.

Working on the physical side and working on the main line are two completely different things.

He can make waves on the Internet with the help of his anchors, but he has to keep a low profile offline.

Even though we don't know who the specific boss behind the Afang Palace is, but setting up such a place in Kyoto City, we can tell with our buttocks that it must be a powerful person who is involved in both black and white affairs and has connections everywhere. He, who runs a live broadcast company, is not someone he can cheat.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I have something urgent to deal with at the company. Sorry to bother you."

Deng Yanghui stood up quickly without looking back. Before leaving, he did not forget to take the business card that he had given out personally.

He had only two thoughts.

I hope the other person is really just a mental patient.

If not.

Then he could only pray that the other party forgot what was on the business card.

"Ah~"

Seeing President Deng running away, Miss Fujiwara put her elbows on the table, supported her cheeks with the back of her hands, and sighed softly.

There really aren't that many interesting people.

and.

Isn't that too unmanly?

Don't just buy the bill before leaving.

Actually, it’s not their fault.

After all, he is an executive of a large company, so a meal of drinks is certainly not a problem for him. However, not everyone has such abnormal self-control. When he is distracted, no one would care about details like paying the bill.

Miss Fujiwara, who has become "single" again, has dull eyes. She pinches the stem of the glass and plays with the goblet unconsciously.

Ok.

She began to miss her man.

The worst thing about everything is comparison.

In comparison, her man's specialness is highlighted.

If he were her man, he would definitely not be sweating profusely and at a loss, and would definitely chat with her without losing the upper hand.

Miss Fujiwara was lost in thought until she had finished the remaining bottles of Ice White without noticing and then came to her senses.

It seems that relying on telepathy will not bring back your beloved.

Such telepathy has not yet been established.

Reality is not an idol drama.

Without prior communication, there wouldn't be so many unexpected encounters. Even though it should be so, Miss Fujiwara's seductive eyes still revealed a bit of resentment. Then she put one hand on the table and called the waiter with the other hand.

"Call your boss."

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, I've finished my drink."

"Are you going to pay? Cash or card?"

The male waiter, who had a good image and temperament, obviously misunderstood the other party and caused him to be confused.

"Pay the bill? Pay for what?"

The male waiter was slightly distracted, not sure whether he was conquered by the extreme charm of the female guest or it was the first time he experienced such a scene.

This is what I want.

Drinking the king’s wine in their Afang Palace?

"If you are our VIP, you can also keep the account."

"I said, call your boss."

Ms. Fujiwara remained patient and continued to repeat her request.

"Miss, you haven't paid yet."

The male waiter did his duty and reminded again.

Miss Fujiwara suddenly smiled, her charming charm captivating everyone, and instantly dazzled the waiter who had seen many beautiful women.

"Does that mean your boss lady has to pay for her consumption here?"

"..."

The waiter realized.

He is in trouble.

I actually met someone who wanted to default on his debt.

At this moment.

What is the boss of Afang Palace doing?

He just came out of a confidential unit.

Ok.

Busy with work indeed.

No way.

There are gains and losses.

Since you are going to reach the top, you are destined to sacrifice some time for enjoyment.

The city stops its busy daytime life and starts its nighttime bustle of lights and revelry. This is a never-ending cycle that repeats itself over and over again.

Boss Jiang drove the car with one hand, with one arm resting on the car window and his head supported by his hand. The wind blew into the car, bringing coolness, and he felt quite comfortable and leisurely.

Colorful neon lights color the night.

Boss Jiang drove his car casually into the busy traffic, his posture was cool and handsome, without any sign of impatience or anxiety.

How do you say that.

He who is not overly happy when he wins, nor is he discouraged when he loses, who has thunder in his heart but a calm face, can be appointed as a general.

No wonder he can charm others so much.

There is indeed a reason.

How many men have this kind of determination?

He had no right to interfere with Lan Peizhi's itinerary arrangements. All he could do was to do what he was supposed to do.

As for Shi Qianqian, he had already given her some reassurances, asking her to remain calm. The reason he gave was that he and Princess Cao had had friendly and in-depth communication, during which both sides had fully exchanged views and reached a high degree of consensus.

He said so, but whether Shi Qianqian believed it or not was none of his business.

What he needed was not Shi Qianqian's trust, but time.

Since the talks with Princess Cao broke down, there has to be a process to solve the problem in a roundabout way.

Boss Jiang has been very busy these days. He has not had a moment of leisure since he returned empty-handed from Jiuding Group.

Since the reality is so bleak, we must not lose our mentality.

Think about those days.

The college entrance examination was such a terrifying thing, but we got through it.

Moreover.

It's not really a desperate situation yet.

Isn’t Li Shurui still keeping her troops in the East China Sea?

Ok.

If you think this way, you will feel much more relaxed.

As a human being, we must know how to bloom in the valley and look at the moon in the sea.

The phone vibrated.

Jiang Chen glanced at the central control display and found that it was a call from Wan Wenya. He put down his left hand that was resting on the car window and pressed the call button on the steering wheel.

"Mr. Jiang."

"Ah."

"Tonight there was a lady who spent over 9,000 yuan but refused to pay the bill."

Wan Wenya’s writing is concise and straightforward.

In fact, he couldn't even solve such a small matter and had to bother the big boss. As the general manager of Afang Palace, he could just pack up and leave.

The fact that he called only proved that this problem was not as simple as it sounded on the surface.

In the face of the overall economic situation, not to mention free dining, there are many people who have defaulted on their mortgage payments. However, going to the Afang Palace to "eat and drink for free" is really rare.

"what reason."

Jiang Chen asked with a little curiosity.

After all, even a master like Hu Chi had no record of refusing to pay his debts in the Afang Palace, and that time he caused trouble, he just found an excuse to pay for one or two bowls of noodles.

"She said." Wan Wenya's punctuation was very precise. He paused for half a second before continuing with the second half of the sentence: "She is the boss's wife."

"..."

Jiang Chen's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Is it possible?

House seemingly endless rain.

The hemp rope only breaks at the thinnest part?

Is Li Shurui really here?

Who did you learn this from? Why are they all performing airborne sneak attacks?

Jiang Chen's brows tightened unconsciously.

Being the boss lady is not an excuse. With this status, you really don't need to pay the bill.

Even a wise man makes one mistake.

Boss Jiang didn't even bother to doubt and instinctively concluded that it was Li Shurui who was "visiting incognito".

Now that his girlfriend has arrived, even if he is extremely upset, he can only take the long-term view. He adjusts his mood and pretends to be calm.

"Give her the phone."

"Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment."

About half a minute later.

The phone is handed over.

No one spoke at first, only the sound of soft breathing accompanied by the music of Afang Palace.

No matter how bad the economy is, there will always be people who spend a lot of money on drinking.

It is impossible for people to share the same sorrows and joys.

For example, Boss Jiang at this moment, it was obvious that the person on the other end of the phone did not seem to be alive, but his mood did not improve at all. However, when facing the phone, he still forced a smile so as not to pass on his negative state to others.

"How did you come?"

"Didn't Jiang Sang ask me to come here..."

The voice that floated into my ears was like silk, numbing and numb to the bones, yet mixed with a soul-stirring resentment.

He didn't even have time to analyze the content. The iconic tone from the other end instantly made Boss Jiang's pupils tremble, his hands unconsciously produced a stress reaction, and the car almost drove into the green belt!

It almost became a false case!

Yes.

Li Shurui is as quiet as a virgin. She works hard in the East China Sea without complaint. How could she possibly launch a sneak attack?

Jiang Chen tightly gripped the steering wheel, and his strong mentality seemed to have been drilled with a small hole by a hair.

He is human too.

Not a god.

Also need to vent.

Looking at the wipers on the windshield swaying inexplicably, Boss Jiang's voice suddenly became higher.

"Who asked you to come?!"

Afang Palace.

Fujiwara Reiki, who had traveled across the ocean, moved the phone a little further away after hearing the deafening roar on the phone.

Who asked her to come?

Didn’t she just say that?

When Jiang Sang heard her voice, he was so excited that he didn't pay attention to what she said.

"Did you come back?"

From sorrowful charm to gentleness as water, the various styles switch back and forth seamlessly.

No more surprises.

There was only the sound of heavy breathing.

"Stay there and don't move."

"Okay. I'm not going anywhere."

Slave, slave family? !

Jiang Chen turned off the wipers and said in a deep voice, "Give the phone to Wan Wenya."

"Your boss is looking for you."

Miss Fujiwara obediently handed the phone back.

"Mr. Jiang."

Wan Wenya took the phone with a blank expression. This is a qualified manager. Don't listen to words you shouldn't listen to, and even if you hear something, just pretend you didn't hear it.

"Keep an eye on her. Don't let her leave the Afang Palace."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Chen ignored his twitching eyes, and the ease he had just felt was gone, and he stepped on the accelerator deeply.

"Don't worry, no one will blame you. After all, this is my first time here."

Fujiwara no Reiji said to the general manager of Afang Palace who was standing next to her, meaning that she took all the responsibility on herself, saying that it was not the employee's fault for not recognizing her, but that she was late.

What a reasonable boss lady.

Although she was yelled at, it can be seen from Fujiwara Reiki's smile that she was actually quite happy in her heart.

What does it mean that the employees here don’t know the boss’s wife?

This means that before her, no "boss lady" had ever visited the place.

Everything is on a first-come, first-served basis.

Since she accidentally got there first, you can't blame her for taking the lead.

As for whether this will cause any trouble to someone in the future, such as someone vying for the title of "boss lady".

What does it have to do with her.

"Just remember this for the future."

She continued to deepen her impression.

As a subordinate, one must remember the important people around the boss. Wan Wenya will definitely not forget this "boss's wife" whom he met for the first time or the first time.

Mr. Jiang did not deny it.

That's enough to illustrate the problem.

"Mr. Jiang is on his way back, please wait."

"Yeah, it's okay, go get a few more Bingbai."

Be self-righteous and domineering.

It seems that she has already taken on the identity of the boss's wife.

Wan Wenya did as he was told and instructed the waiter to get the wine.

"Don't stand, sit down."

Fujiwara no Reiji was very easy-going, but how could she possibly commit a crime against her superiors?

"No, I can just stand."

Fujiwara Reiki glanced at him and smiled: "How long have you been working here?"

"I was here before Mr. Jiang took over the Afang Palace."

"That shouldn't be the case. After following him for so long, why are you still so rigid in your ways?"

No wonder Mr. Deng was surprised.

Her Chinese proficiency is truly top-notch.

Wan Wenya did not answer, but stood quietly beside him like a bodyguard.

Fujiwara Reiki didn't chase him away. She picked up the newly served wine and asked, "Does your boss often bring women here?"

Of course, you must be respectful to the "boss lady", but there are some things you definitely cannot say casually.

So Wan Wenya said nothing.

"That's it?"

Fujiwara Reiki lazily shook her wine glass slightly, "How many people are staying overnight?"

This is a check-up.

Not to mention this level, even ordinary cattle and horses would dare to talk nonsense to the boss's wife behind his back. Wan Wenya adhered to the principle of silence being golden to the end and acted like a dumb person standing in the corner as punishment.

"Cuckoo..."

Fujiwara Reiki giggled, "What are you afraid of? It's just a chat. I promise. I will never tell your boss."

Only a fool would believe such words.

"You can ask Mr. Jiang directly."

"Ah~"

Fujiwara Reiji sighed, raised her wrist and lowered her brows, took a sip of the sweet wine, and her every move was full of charm.

"If I ask him directly, he will quarrel with me. We finally meet once, I don't want to make things unhappy, do you understand?"

understand?

Understand what——

Wan Wenya's expression remained motionless, as if he had a mask welded on, but deep down he was probably hoping that someone would arrive soon.

"never mind."

Fujiwara Reiji swallowed the wine, sighed again, and looked at the extravagant Afang Palace with her eyes rolling, muttering to herself: "I won't embarrass you. As a man, it's inevitable that he won't cheat. It's okay to have fun, as long as no one gets killed."

It’s definitely the context of a queen.

If you don't know the truth, you might be easily fooled.

Wan Wenya, who was well-informed, heard her talking to herself, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes twitched slightly involuntarily, and then he moved forward one step, then another, silently.

Disaster comes from the mouth.

But keeping silent doesn't mean everything is safe.

Sometimes knowing too much is also a crime. (End of this chapter)