Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!.

Domestic time.

3pm.

Jiangzhou TV Station at this moment.

Guan Dan had just finished writing the script for an interview and rubbed his temples wearily.

Then, she took her coffee and prepared to leave the office for a walk to clear her head.

Suddenly.

A phone call came into her cell phone.

The buzzing sound immediately stopped her in her tracks.

I glanced at the number.

Somewhat unexpectedly, he put down his coffee, picked up his phone, and pressed the answer button.

Hello, old classmate.

"Long time no see. What, are you sending out wedding invitations?"

however.

When Kuantan heard the purpose of the call,

He was stunned for a long while before carefully choosing his words:

"An interview for a biographical journal..."

"Well, how about this, I can help you make the contact."

"If Chairman Jiang agrees, I'll give her your number."

"But let me make it clear beforehand, if they refuse, don't blame me..."

...

moment.

The call is over.

Kuantan closed his phone, looked up at the clouds in the sky, and took a deep breath.

The 21-year-old richest man in Jiangzhou…

Personal wealth of 42 billion...

Guan Dan thought about the balance in his bank account and then about his current age.

Suddenly, I felt like I was living the life of a dog at my age.

The sense of impact arises spontaneously.

It took a while for him to calm down.

Then, she remembered that her old classmate had asked her for a favor.

He opened his phone again, found the number of a certain secretary, and dialed it.

result…

The number you dialed is not in service area…

???

Not in service area?
Upon hearing this suggestion, Guan Dan frowned.

but.

Considering the timeliness of news information.

She then found another number and dialed it.

This time, the phone rang.

pity…

The number you dialed is currently busy…

I dialed several times and it was the same every time.

When there is no other way.

Kuantan had no choice but to settle for second best and dialed another number.

A short while later, the call connected.

"Mr. Li... hello, I'm Guan Dan, a reporter from Jiangzhou TV..."

...

the other side.

In the office on the top floor of the compound's office building.

Li Mingyu answered the phone call in front of her father.

Then, listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, she calmly responded.

"Hello, Mr. Guan, is there something you need?"

...

"It's alright, I won't bother you..."

"You said."

...

"Jiang Ning?"

"Yes, she's on a business trip abroad these days. Is there something you need to talk to her about?"

...

"A biographical documentary from Haicheng TV?"

"Okay, I'll pass on the message for you."

In a moment.

The phone hangs up.

Li Mingyu raised her head and looked straight ahead.

With a strange smile on his face, he let out a soft breath.

"dad."

"The TV station said that Jiang Ning is now the richest man in Jiangzhou."

In a word.

The figure at the desk paused abruptly, but then a calm voice came from behind the newspaper.

"I know this."

"so what?"

...

"so…"

"As long as Jiang Ning is here, you don't need to worry about your position being threatened."

Li Mingyu spoke very bluntly, so bluntly that even the top official in Jiangzhou behind the newspaper couldn't help but put it down.

He glared at her with an unhappy expression.

"I, Li Zhengsheng, have managed to reach my current position."

"It wasn't obtained by selling my daughter."

...

"Yes Yes Yes."

"You're absolutely right."

Li Mingyu knew what her father was talking about, but she didn't mind.

Instead, she smiled and changed her sitting posture.

Following the topic, he continued:

"But, Dad."

"I think this is an opportunity."

"Make good use of this; deterring troublemakers is only one aspect, but perhaps there's more..."

Her words didn't explicitly state it, but the meaning in her eyes was self-evident. Regarding this...

Li Zhengsheng remained silent.

He kept rubbing his temples.

A good while.

He then waved his hand.

"Mingwei hasn't been back for a while, has he?"

"Let's find some time to invite them all together for a family dinner."

------

at the same time.

Inside the Spanish palace.

Ms. Jiang stood on the balcony of her room after hanging up her last phone call.

I turned off my phone as I was doing so.

Turning around, she spread her arms wide and sprawled out on the incredibly soft bed.

At the same time, he uttered a muffled grumble.

"Don't you think these people are incredibly boring?"

"It's just the title of the richest man."

"One by one, they called to congratulate me, and some even asked me to treat them to dinner."

"What, did your money fall from the sky, buddy?"

"Believe it or not, I'll treat them to spicy hot pot outside the school when I get back!"

talking.

The person rolled around on the bed several times.

“Ah…”

"My phone bill."

"My heart aches for you!!!"

Hear the words.

The secretary, who was tidying up clothes nearby, pouted.

He gave off an expression that said he couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

He was muttering to himself.

"He's now the richest man in Dujiang Prefecture."

"You still care about a few dollars?"

"It's exactly like him..."

...

"Wang Xiaoya!"

What are you muttering about?

A sudden, sharp shout startled one of the secretaries.

Quickly deny it three times.

however.

The boss, however, did not believe it and got up to give his secretary a hard time.

Fortunately at this time.

There was a knock on the door.

"Ginger ginger."

"The dresses have arrived, please choose one."

Dress?

Upon hearing those two words, Jiang froze.

Then, feeling utterly exhausted, he lay back down.

Two minutes later…

In the dress room.

Looking at the rows of colorful evening gowns made of different materials in front of me.

Miss Jiang looked visibly resistant.

But Qi Xiaowen, standing to the side, had eyes full of starlight.

"Jiang Jiang! Do you think this red train dress looks good?"

"nice…"

"So, will you wear it?"

"I won't wear it..."

"why?"

Faced with Qi Xiaowen's question, Miss Jiang simply touched her chest.

Sigh.

"The neckline is almost up to her stomach."

Are you sure this suits me?

As soon as these words came out.

Qi Xiaowen paused for a moment, glanced at the evening gown, nodded seriously, and moved on to the next dress.

"Then... what about this?"

"A fitted dress with a fishtail hem, the color complements your skin tone perfectly, and the neckline has a tulle overlay, so you don't have to worry about showing too much skin."

pity.

The richest woman in the country shook her head again.

Pointing to the bare back of the dress.

"I don't even need to change clothes when I wear this to get cupping therapy."

.........

While they were still upstairs picking out evening gowns.

Inside the banquet hall of the palace.

Right now, countless workers are carrying items shipped from outside into the banquet hall, one by one.

Flowers shipped by air.

Oil paintings with high prices.

Even the carpets on the floor were delivered by truck.

All of this.

In Ross's eyes, there was an indescribable feeling.

He is the son of Grand Duke Morin of Spain.

He is also a good friend of His Highness Prince Felipe.

He has attended banquets of almost every type and style.

Including the wedding banquet of the British princess.

Today's banquet, though not large in scale.

The items used were not the most expensive.

But the significance of it made him feel that it was extraordinary.

and so…

Your Highness, do you have any plans for tonight?
.........

(End of this chapter)