I have ten trillion licking dog gold

There's no need to give him a red envelope afterward, because Jiang Chen didn't make any agreement with the monk with one eyebrow.

That lot was drawn by Fang Qing based on her own abilities.

Absolutely true.

After all, when he left, no one chased after him asking for a tip.

"Do you think it's possible that all the lots in his fortune-telling box are the best possible ones?"

On the way down the mountain, Jiang Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He is a non-believer. He accompanied Shi Xixi before because of his money, but today's situation is really too mysterious.

According to the monk's interpretation.

It perfectly matches their experiences.

"The probability is not high."

Fang Qing remained calm. "If all the fortune slips were the best, then monks couldn't have made money comfortably for ten years. They would have been exposed as fakes by people who wanted to become famous for traffic long ago."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Princess Qing is still the most insightful.

"Your hand... I'll go buy a lottery ticket later."

Although the expenses exceeded the budget by more than a hundred yuan, one of the main functions of money is to provide emotional value.

On the way down the mountain, the maple leaves all over the mountains seemed even more vibrant.

I definitely didn't buy a lottery ticket.

Princess Qing has never been one to yearn for something for nothing, and besides, the lottery is all about luck.

Fang Qing didn't go into the lottery shop, but she went into a supermarket, wandered around for a while, and her shopping cart was filled with a bunch of women's health products, such as donkey-hide gelatin and bird's nest.

Jiang Chen was puzzled; he didn't recall Qingmei ever eating these things before.

Does this mean that a woman's bloodline automatically awakens when she enters a certain stage of life?

"Most of these things are artificially synthesized, and we don't know if they contain any high-tech additives. It's best to eat less of them unless necessary."

When it was time to pay, Jiang Chen said, "To avoid being misunderstood as being stingy or unwilling to buy anything," and as he spoke, he scanned all the bags at the self-checkout machine.

"Bought for Wu Yufei."

What should I buy for her?

Jiang Chen was surprised.

"You're staying at someone's house. You shouldn't offer any thanks or appreciation."

Fang Qing was very polite, but Jiang Chen thought it was unnecessary.

"If you were going to buy it, you should have done so a couple of days ago. Buying it now is too late. Are you expecting her to come and pick it up?"

"I promised her I'd go over for dinner tonight."

Jiang Chen was taken aback again. "When did this happen? How come I didn't know?"

"Do I need to report to you who I'm messaging now?"

"..."

Jiang Chen gave an awkward smile, "That's not what I meant..."

"Payment."

Fang Qing cut to the chase.

Jiang Chen was equally willing to act as a mobile ATM, a stark contrast to the changes most men experienced after getting what they wanted.

Carrying large and small bags, the two boarded the subway again.

Cities have both advantages and disadvantages.

Most of the time was spent on the road.

"Which floor and which number?"

After registering and entering the community, Jiang Chen inquired.

"Don't you remember?"

Jiang Chen said awkwardly, "I did remember at the time, but a few days have passed."

indeed.

Two days is enough time for a lot to happen.

Fang Qing remained silent, leading the payment machine/laborer and carrying gifts, and went to express her gratitude according to the message Wu Yufei had sent her while they were visiting the temple.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong—"

The password door opened.

But when Jiang Chen saw the alluring older woman who opened the door, wearing an apron, stockings, and slippers, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to ask the girl who had led the way.

"Did we go to the wrong place?"

"You didn't go to the wrong place, you didn't go to the wrong place."

The mature woman in pearlescent stockings hurriedly said.

"I'm all alone, and cooking is too much trouble, so I came to Yufei's place to cook for myself. Hey handsome, we met the other day when you were exercising on the terrace, don't you remember?"

Jiang Chen certainly hadn't forgotten that any man who had ever seen a mature woman with a sophisticated style who liked to wear stockings would surely be impressed.

"Sister Ji, right?"

"Correct!"

Ji Ruyan beamed and immediately greeted, "Come in quickly with Miss Fang, the food will be ready soon."

She was very enthusiastic; even though she wasn't the host, she still helped carry things.

Several people entered the house.

The door closes.

"Coming."

Wu Yufei came out of the kitchen to greet everyone. Like Sister Ji, she was also wearing an apron, but the feeling was completely different.

It's not that Wu Yufei isn't pretty; she's definitely a stunning beauty. But compared to her neighbor, who's like a beautiful cook, she pales in comparison in terms of charm.

Who says age is a woman's worst enemy?

Everything has two sides.

"You guys chat, I'll take care of the kitchen."

Ji Ruyan smiled and then went into the kitchen.

"she is?"

“My neighbor, who lives upstairs, has been quite kind to me since I moved in.”

Wu Yufei quickly explained.

Fang Qing nodded, then asked, "Does she know me?"

"You'll have to ask our alumni for that," Jiang Chen said detachedly.

Wu Yufei said with a hint of embarrassment, "That day when you went to the concert, Sister Ji came to ask me to have a drink, and I mentioned it to her."

Jiang Chen laughed, "So you were drunk. I thought you were just making up an excuse for not answering the phone."

"How could that be!" Wu Yufei blushed, which was also pleasing to the eye.

Ok.

Being young has its advantages.

"Please sit down for a while, there are only two dishes left."

"Do you need any help?"

Fang Qing said.

"No need, no need, Sister Ji and I are enough."

"Fang Qing bought it for you."

Jiang Chen, carrying the things, asked, "Where should I put them?"

"Why are you being so polite?"

Wu Yufei said apologetically, "Give it to me, please have a seat. If you want tea, please pour it yourselves."

"Don't worry, we know the location."

Wu Yufei smiled, put away a large pile of gifts, returned to the enclosed kitchen, and closed the door.

Logically speaking, a sophisticated and mature woman like Ji Ruyan, who pays attention to self-care, should despise places like the kitchen, but she is very skilled at cooking.

"Let me do it."

"They're almost done, why don't you sit with them for a while?"

"We're all old classmates, there's no need to be so polite."

"But they were very polite, bringing so many things."

"Fang Qing is too polite. That's how people in Shacheng are."

"Not all of them, right?"

Ji Ruyan continued the conversation.

Wu Yufei looked at her, "Does Sister Ji know any other people from Shacheng?"

Ji Ruyan remained noncommittal, and while cooking, she said softly, "Anyway, you're the silliest girl from Shacheng I've ever met."

"What's wrong with me?"

Wu Yufei was indignant.

"People carry so many things, is it out of courtesy? It's to thank you."

"Thank me? Thank me for what?"

Ji Ruyan sighed softly, smiled without saying a word, and said, "Bring a plate over."

Wu Yufei brought over a blue and white porcelain plate. "Sister Ji hasn't answered me yet."

Ji Ruyan placed the stir-fried pork with scallions into a plate, glanced at Wu Yufei, and hesitated before speaking.

"...Have you noticed Miss Fang's complexion?"

"what?"

Wu Yufei looked confused, not understanding what was going on.

Ji Ruyan, who deals with all sorts of women every day, calmed down and scooped all the stir-fried pork from the pot into a plate.

"Let's take it out first."

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"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Ji."

Not only was Fang Qing polite, but Jiang Chen was equally so. After all, they came from the same compound and lived right next to each other, so there wasn't much difference between them.

Looking at the table full of colorful dishes, Jiang Chen, who had just met the young woman once, expressed his gratitude.

"I was just helping out; it was all Yufei's doing."

Wu Yufei wasn't so polite. She was much more relaxed than when Jiang Chen and his companion first came to stay a couple of days ago. She showed the responsibility of a hostess, saying, "We're all family here, no need to be so polite. Eat up."

Six dishes and two soups.

The two of them must have been busy for a long time.

Ok.

Jiang Chen began to feel that the money was well spent and those things were worth buying.

"Did Mr. Jiang and Ms. Fang enjoy the concert that night?"

Ji Ruyan, who was also a guest, started the conversation. A few days ago they were looking at each other from a distance, but now they were sitting face to face at the same table. Jiang Chen noticed a flaw in her face.

Although he didn't know much about the cosmetic surgery industry, judging from the fullness of the woman's face, this woman in her late twenties or early thirties had probably had injections.

of course.

He had heard Wu Yufei mention her profession before, so it was understandable. If you don't set an example in this line of work, who would dare to patronize you?

For example, ophthalmologists who perform surgery on nearsighted patients end up wearing glasses themselves. It must be admitted that those nearsighted patients who undergo surgery are quite brave.

The topic has gone too far.

Take it back.

"It's very good, but there's one thing that's a bit of a pity."

"what's wrong?"

Wu Yufei asked curiously.

Not to mention them, even Fang Qing, who experienced it firsthand, felt puzzled as to what exactly was lacking.

"I got ripped off by scalpers."

Jiang Chen sighed.

The mature woman, Ji Ruyan, was stunned.

Wu Yufei was also stunned.

Only Fang Qing seemed relieved and quietly ate her food.

"Yellow what?"

The mature woman, who has a penchant for stockings, seemed not to have heard clearly.

"Scalpers. The tickets were originally priced at 2,300, but they sold them to me for 15,000."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen seemed even more frustrated, and sighed again, "Sigh, don't even mention it."

Ji Ruyan couldn't help but look at Wu Yufei.

On the same night as the concert, didn't she hear that this person was the owner of Xinghuo Medical Center?
Were we ripped off by scalpers?

Are the scalpers in Jiangcheng really that powerful?

Wu Yufei looked completely innocent, also caught off guard, and couldn't help but confirm, "You bought the ticket from a scalper?"

"Yes. All the tickets online are sold out."

"If I knew, I might be able to help Mr. Jiang think of a solution."

Jiang Chen looked over and said, "I still think 'handsome guy' sounds better."

"puff."

Fang Qing and the other two women at the table, each with their own distinct charm, laughed.

Jiang Chen, who had lightened the mood with a single sentence, got back to the main point and continued, "It's easier to pay some money; it's much harder to repay favors."

Are you so straightforward?

Thanks to Wu Yufei's foreshadowing, this mature woman actually had a psychological profile of Boss Jiang's image. However, Jiang Chen's behavior was undoubtedly different from her preconceived notions based on his identity and background.

Don't important people usually speak in roundabout and cryptic ways?

"Sister Ji doesn't agree with what I said?"

Ji Ruyan snapped out of her reverie and smiled, "Mr. Jiang is absolutely right. It's better not to owe people favors when money can solve the problem; it's not worth it."

"It seems that Sister Ji is one of us."

“I wouldn’t dare presume to be associated with Mr. Jiang. He’s a man who’s building great businesses, while I’m just a small-time trader making a living.” Wu Yufei coughed.

"What are you coughing about?"

Jiang Chen looked at the female classmate, and relaxed a lot, "Did you brag to Sister Ji?"

"I don't!"

Wu Yufei immediately said that she wanted to laugh, but could only hold it in, and her expression was very interesting.

"Sister Ji, don't listen to her nonsense, we are no different."

"Mr. Jiang, are you referring to the lyrics? I have heard this song before."

Now it was Jiang Chen's turn to laugh.

This mature woman is quite humorous.

It is true.

To be able to gain a foothold in this fiercely competitive society, especially for a woman, a beautiful woman, is certainly no less skilled than the White Bone Demon.

“I know that people like Mr. Jiang prefer to keep a low profile and don’t want others to know their identity. I understand.”

Jiang Chen asked the female classmate again, "What did you and Sister Ji talk about?"

"I just said you're the owner of Xinghuo Medical Center, that shouldn't be a problem, right..."

Wu Yufei felt a little wronged and looked at Fang Qing.

"Yufei said it when she was drunk that day, Mr. Jiang, please don't mind."

He couldn't be considered the boss; otherwise, where would that leave Princess Cao? This idea, which would benefit the common people, was proposed and implemented by Princess Cao; he was merely a partner.

of course.

There's no need to explain these details here.

Jiang Chen sighed, picked up his chopsticks, and it seemed his identity could no longer be concealed.

"If Sister Ji needs to see a doctor in the future, she can get a 20% discount at Xinghuo."

He said to Ji Ruyan.

Ji Ruyan was stunned for a moment, then broke into the brightest smile she had ever had since the beginning, an uncontrollable smile.

She finally began to understand why Wu Yufei was so infatuated with this man.

It may not be entirely due to wealth and status.

"Is Mr. Jiang cursing me?"

Jiang Chen seemed to realize the inappropriateness of his words and smiled, saying, "Sorry, I take back the discount I just gave you."

"No way. A gentleman's word is his bond. Everyone gets sick sometimes. It's 20% off, right? I'll remember that."

Laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air.

Who says three women make a drama?
Enjoying the emperor's banquet, Boss Jiang was completely at ease, charming and witty, and full of witty banter. He conquered the banquet and won glory.

"Everyone says that for two people to be together, their personalities must complement each other. I didn't believe it before, but after seeing Mr. Jiang and Ms. Fang, I do."

"That's because Sister Ji and Fang Qing aren't very familiar with each other, otherwise you definitely wouldn't have thought that way. She's much more eloquent than me."

Although she didn't understand what Ji Ruyan said in the kitchen earlier, Wu Yufei was now quite capable of understanding it.

Sister Ji said that the two of them were together, and Jiang Chen did not deny it.

She was shaken and couldn't help but look at Fang Qing.

Yourself.

Did you perform a meritorious service?

"By the way, did Yufei tell you about Fang Qing's profession? She's a lawyer. If Sister Ji needs anything..."

Ji Ruyan smiled wryly, "Does Mr. Jiang have a problem with me? Or does he think there's a dish I made that doesn't suit his taste?"

Yes.

They either offer discounts on medical treatment or wish for someone to be embroiled in lawsuits; it all feels like a curse.

"Excuse me."

Jiang Chen sighed again, then said to Qingmei beside him, "It seems that none of our jobs are well-received."

"On the contrary. Mr. Jiang and Ms. Fang's work is genuinely helping those in need."

Wu Yufei nodded unconsciously, deeply agreeing.

“You didn’t see how proud Yufei was when she mentioned the two of you.”

"Isn't Sister Ji the same? Helping women rebuild their self-confidence."

Fang Qing spoke up, and of course, she knew how to exchange pleasantries and formalities. She couldn't be too aloof, and besides, she wasn't an aloof person.

“I am different from you.”

Ji Ruyan, the eldest among those present, smiled and said, "In our line of work, we try every means to expand our customer base. If our customers don't have any needs, we will create those needs for them."

This woman is quite outspoken.

But it's genuine!

"Is cosmetic surgery more beneficial or harmful?"

Jiang Chen asked out of curiosity.

"Well, this depends on the specific circumstances. For some women, it's about finding a good partner. For them, adjusting their appearance might be the most effective and perhaps the only way to achieve their goal. But if it's just anxiety about appearance, it's all harm and no benefit. After the temporary satisfaction, they may suffer lifelong pain and regret."

"Then give me my money back."

Wu Yufei immediately replied.

"I'm talking about cosmetic procedures. Cosmetic procedures require lifelong maintenance, and the consequences can be endless as you age, almost like drug addiction. But beauty and skincare are still necessary for every woman."

What is this called?
This is called flexibility and adaptability.

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing both laughed.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."

The unexpected doorbell rang, interrupting the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere at the dining table.

"Are there more guests?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"No."

Wu Yufei shook her head, looking puzzled.

"I'll go and have a look,"

She put down her chopsticks, got up, walked to the door, opened it, and found several police officers standing outside.

Wu Yufei was stunned, completely baffled.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Is Ji Ruyan here?"

Looking for Sister Ji?
Wu Yufei was even more caught off guard.

How did we end up at Sister Ji's house?

Oh.

Correct.

With today's advanced technology, locating a person is incredibly easy for law enforcement agencies; all they need is the target's mobile phone, it's just a matter of whether they want to or not.

"What's the matter with you?"

Wu Yufei stood in the doorway, not moving.

As everyone knows, a police officer visiting your door is 99% not a good omen.

"Please ask her to come out."

The police officer was very polite, but did not answer Wu Yufei's question, clearly indicating that he had no comment.

Since the other party was unwilling to talk, Wu Yufei couldn't press them for details. Her pleasant mood vanished instantly, and she said, "Wait a moment." Then, she walked back to the restaurant with a heavy heart.

"Who?"

Seeing her return alone, Ji Ruyan was curious.

Meeting his gaze, Wu Yufei's eyes were filled with complex emotions. She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something, before finally saying, "Police."

"police?"

The three people at the table were all surprised.

Especially Jiang Chen and Fang Qing.

Don't say it.

These past few days, they seem to have a strong connection with the police officers; they seem to run into them everywhere they go.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"have no idea.

They said they were looking for Sister Ji.

Jiang Chen and Fang Qing subconsciously looked at Ji Ruyan, who was very skilled at social interaction.

Upon hearing that someone had come to see her, Ji Ruyan's expression froze, clearly unprepared. However, commendably, she quickly calmed down and put down her chopsticks.

However, the police officers outside lost patience, or perhaps worried that something might go wrong, and came in.

"Ji Ruyan, right?"

They had a clear objective and obviously knew what Ji Ruyan looked like before they came.

This posture.

This tone.

That 1% chance was completely eliminated.

It's definitely not going to be anything good.

"Yes, I am."

Ji Ruyan stood up. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Don't you know what's going on?"

Perhaps because there were unrelated people present, the police officer was unwilling to say more, saying, "Come with us."

"You still haven't told me what it is."

really.

Don't be fooled by her humble demeanor just now. In reality, those who achieve success in this world are rarely kind or benevolent.

Seeing that she wouldn't shed a tear until she saw the coffin, the police officer's expression became even more serious. "Xuefuyuan is your company, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Ji Ruyan remained calm and composed, as if to say, "And then what?"

But soon.

Her composure crumbled instantly.

"Is Chen Tai your husband?"

Ji Ruyan's pupils suddenly contracted, and her red lips, which never faded even when she ate, trembled slightly.

"Do you know why we came to find you?"

Ji Ruyan fell silent, no longer arguing as she had before, and said, "I'll go with you."

"Sister Ji..."

Wu Yufei couldn't help but shout it out.

Ji Ruyan tilted her head, forcing a polite smile, "The money you deposited will be refunded to you."

"..."

Wu Yufei's eyes were complicated. She had no idea what had happened, but she sensed that it must be something serious.

"Wait a moment."

The sudden sound made the police officer, who was about to leave, stop in his tracks, turn around, and see the only man in the room stand up.

"Eat your food."

The police officers remained calm and even-tempered towards unrelated individuals.

But how can we eat this meal?
My enjoyment was completely interrupted.

Besides, we've almost finished eating.

Mr. Jiang didn't mind the police officer's "disdain." He wasn't a household name like a celebrity, and he didn't offer his business card.

"Excuse me, which Chen Tai are you referring to?"

What is this problem?
Police officers follow established rules and regulations when handling cases, and they certainly won't inform unauthorized personnel; they'll simply remain silent and pretend they didn't hear anything.

"Let's go."

Surrounded by police officers, Ji Ruyan continued walking out, but turned back to glance at Jiang Chen, who had "stepped forward" but had no real effect.

This young woman is still too concerned about her image. She doesn't want to look too embarrassed at a time like this. Her smile as she turns around seems to be an attempt to leave behind her most beautiful side.

It was definitely not love at first sight or second sight with Boss Jiang; it was just a habit ingrained in my bones.

It's like some people who jump off buildings have to be wearing suits.

Correct.

Jump off a building.

The person I was eating with was taken away. Although it was only one person who was gone, the atmosphere seemed to have become much quieter.

When we left, the police officer thoughtfully closed the door for us. If he had also wiped the floor, he would have been even more responsible.

of course.

At this moment, Wu Yufei no longer cared whether the floor was dirty or not. She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Didn't you say she lives alone?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"um, yes."

Wu Yufei nodded subconsciously.

"I just heard the police say that her husband's name is Chen Tai?"

"That seems to be the name. I didn't know Sister Ji had a husband."

Wu Yufei was genuinely a bit bewildered.

Jiang Chen, who had just visited a temple today, had a thoughtful look in his eyes, confirming that he hadn't misheard.

Mr. Jiang is a good person, but definitely not a pushover. He wouldn't meddle in someone he'd only met twice.

His reaction is abnormal.

"you know?"

It's only because Fang Qing understands him. (End of Chapter)