Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 238: Top Rated Singer x Bankrupt Gold Owner 64
Sure enough, as Jiang Wan expected, Hongye Group's stock plummeted, and it was desperately buying up odd stocks to maintain the stock price. Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner within her plan.

Mr. Zhang quickly contacted Jiang Wan to discuss when to deal the final blow to Hongye Group.

"As expected of Jiang Wan, Hongye has been like an ant on a hot pot recently. The whole company is busy." Mr. Zhang said admiringly and proudly, "I can cut off their resources at any time."

"Don't be in a hurry, let them think that they can be saved, and let them wake up at the last moment. The shattering of hope will give them endless despair." Jiang Wan said calmly.

"Okay, let's do it like this." Mr. Zhang has always had good trust in Jiang Wan.

After Lu Xingye was listening, he felt that the world that belonged to Jiang Wan was coming back. It seemed that his previous worries were unnecessary, but he would often think about what he could bring her. He lowered his head and thought about it.

Suddenly Lu Xingye looked up at Jiang Wan, he seemed to have found the answer.

"Jiang Wan, what do you want to eat tonight?" Lu Xingye asked gently.

"Ah?" Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the time. She didn't expect it to be time for dinner so soon, "Isn't there an aunt who can do it?"

"I haven't cooked for a long time, I'm afraid my hands will be raw." Lu Xingye said angrily.

When Jiang Wan heard a snort, he felt that Lu Xingye couldn't speak, and he was so bad at making excuses.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xingye frowned when he heard her laughter.

Jiang Wan hurriedly asked for help: "No, no, I want to eat the home-cooked food you cooked when I was taking care of you."

As soon as Jiang Wan finished speaking, Lu Xingye suddenly grabbed his wrist and took him out.

"Don't you want to cook?" Jiang Wan was puzzled.

Lu Xingye looked at Jiang Wan and took Jiang Wan's hand and said, "When you took care of me, the food was bought fresh. After all, it's home-cooked food. We haven't visited the vegetable market together yet?"

"But do you know where there is a vegetable market in Paris?" Jiang Wan joked.

Lu Xingye coughed lightly, and just about to open his mouth to cover it up, Jiang Wan said, "Okay, I know there is a very old vegetable market in France. You can drive and I will navigate."

After speaking, the two quickly drove to the car, "What's the name of that vegetable market?" Lu Xingye asked curiously.

Jiang Wan replied with a smile: "It's the Red Boys Market. It is the oldest vegetable market in Paris. It used to be an orphanage, but it was later transformed into a market."

"However, you are quite imaginative. You actually thought of going to the vegetable market." Jiang Wan turned to look at Lu Xingye, "People say that only by going to the vegetable market can you be considered a skin-to-skin relationship with this city."

Lu Xingye was suddenly praised and didn't know what to say for a while, so he slowly said, "I didn't think too much about it, I just wanted to experience the homely routine with you, and I thought it was exciting to go shopping in the vegetable market, so I dragged you out."

Hearing Lu Xingye's honesty, Jiang Wan thought for a moment: Yes, if we could have such an ordinary but beautiful daily life in the past, wouldn't we be a little bit happier.

"It seems that we are right to come to Paris." Jiang Wan said, "Paris combines romance and life together, which is really gratifying."

"For me, being with you is the whole of a romantic life, no matter where it is." Lu Xingye muttered.

Jiang Wan didn't hear clearly for a while: "What did you say?"

"I said you are a romantic existence." Lu Xingye turned to look at Jiang Wan and said word by word.

Jiang Wan paused when she heard that, she didn't expect that she would be teased by Lu Xingye once.

There was a tinge of red on the tips of her ears, and she tilted her head uncomfortably, but there was a little smile in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)