Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Delicate and strong.

Ziro subconsciously licked his lower lip.

"Mr. Jiang." Qi Luo raised his eyebrows, looking like he was not stingy.

He stood boldly in the middle of the road, clearly trying to block Jiang Yu's way.

He raised his gold-rimmed glasses with his fingertips. The eyes behind the lenses were calm and distant: "Zi Luo."

Qi Luo was so happy that he put his arms around the waiter who was supporting him, hooked his neck, and said curiously: "Hey, did you hear that? The famous Mr. Jiang actually remembers a little person like me?"

The waiter nodded hastily and responded cooperatively: "Yes, yes, yes."

The assistant who was following Qi Luo was afraid of offending Jiang Yu, so he hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, and lowered his voice and said hastily: "Young Master Qi! He is Mr. Jiang, stop making trouble, let's go?"

"What are you afraid of!"

With that said, Ziro angrily threw away the assistant's hand.

Looking at Jiang Yu provocatively, he pretended that the two brothers were getting along well: "Who doesn't know that our current President Jiang and the Jiang Group have collapsed? What kind of small company has they set up? What's the name?"

"You've been surrounded by beautiful women all day long. If you ask me, why don't you send the little beautiful woman next to you to me?"

Qi Luo jumped to Jiang Yu's side, pushed aside the obstructive and annoying club owner, and stretched out his hand to hook Jiang Yu's arm.

The moment he turned the conversation to Bai Nuannuan, Jiang Yu's eyes dimmed vaguely.

The originally polite and gentle person's expression turned cold at the corners of his eyes and brows. He did not say a word and his eyes were slightly lowered. Every contour line seemed gentle but contained a sharp chill.

The club owner quickly took two small steps back.

Ziro, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, was still talking about Balabala: "I heard that you don't usually get close to women, or do you just like Bai Nuannuan? Don't worry, I will prepare some good-looking ones for you tonight. ——”

The wrist that had just been placed on Jiang Yu's shoulder was instantly opened with great force, almost becoming a parallel line with the forearm.

"Ahhhh-"

Huge pain quickly spread from Ziro's left wrist to his brain, causing his whole body to almost convulse.

Under the dazzling incandescent light, the man stood there erect, his clear facial features looking particularly dignified because of his indifferent expression.

With such a gentle lift and tug, Ziro's arm was removed by him.

As if he still couldn't relieve his anger, Jiang Yu slowly shifted his gaze to his right leg which was bandaged and plastered.

"Jiang Jiang Jiang Yu!"

Ziro was frightened by this look. He had been beaten severely, and his mind and body were traumatized to varying degrees.

No one dared to step forward to dissuade him. Zhi Luo, who was extremely arrogant a second ago, was half paralyzed this second, embarrassed and unbearable.

"I forgot about you originally," looking at Zi Luo's eyes, which showed no emotion at all, cold and calm, "fortunately you bumped into me."

Zillao choked in pain: "Huh?"

Doesn't he just want a woman by Jiang Yu's side? !

He even prepared more women for Jiang Yu so thoughtfully!

Are there people like Jiang Yu who would demolish the bridge when crossing a river?

"Assistant Li."

After finishing the phone call, Assistant Li immediately stepped forward: "Boss, Dr. Liu Jue has been notified."

Assistant Li was even smiling when he said this.

Jiang Yu responded coldly and turned his head sideways: "Boss Zhu."

The owner of the club seemed to have come to his senses at this moment, striding forward and smiling even more kindly and flatteringly than before: "Mr. Jiang, please come this way."

Zhi Luo, who stayed where he was and stared at Assistant Li, said, "? What are you looking at! Why don't you help me up quickly to see that bullshit doctor?!"

Out of etiquette, Assistant Li bent down and stretched out his hand, struggling to pull Qi Luo up.

The huge pain of dislocating his arm made Ziro couldn't help cursing, and he cursed louder and louder.

"I think Mr. Qi may have misunderstood something." Assistant Li sighed.

Ziro: "?"

Turning around suddenly, before he could even curse, a brand new fist was directly exposed in front of Ziro's eyes.

A punch hit the root of Bishan. Zhi Luo's whole body was filled with stars and he was dizzy.

With the hand that was still intact, he touched his nose tremblingly.

A stream of warm flowing liquid slid down silently.

Bleeding? !

Zhi Luo's eyes widened and he stared at Assistant Li in disbelief: "Damn it, where did you get the courage-"

A kick hit Ziro's waist and abdomen, causing him to stumble back several steps. His whole body swayed, and the wound from the last time was involved. His legs softened and he fell with a "snap". A dog eats shit.

Assistant Li looked down at him with a smile, and explained to him considerately and warmly: "Dr. Liu Jue exists to ensure that Mr. Qi can save his life."

Everyone in the club was quiet, and they retreated silently, pretending tacitly that they had not seen this happening.

Mr. Qi's mouth is really mean, and he usually provokes a lot of people.

All the guests who came to the auction tonight were surprised at the first sight and then calmly ignored it.

Only the assistant next to Zi Luo was anxious and scared, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

*

In the private room, for the convenience of the VIP guests of the club, the club will make a list of the items to be auctioned today early, and the owner of the club will personally come to deliver them.

The pictures and prices were clearly listed one by one. Jiang Yu glanced at them briefly and put them on the tea table aside.

The owner of the club watched helplessly, thinking that he was dissatisfied, and cautiously asked: "Are the items being auctioned tonight not something that Mr. Jiang likes?"

"Boss Zhu is so humble," Jiang Yu said politely and pointedly, "It's just that I have other things to do today, so I don't really care about these."

He pointed at the list that was sent to him seemingly casually.

The owner of the club is also a shrewd man. Seeing Jiang Yu's actions, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Sitting opposite him, facing this young man, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

"Then...what does Mr. Jiang mean?"

As if he was satisfied with Boss Zhu's awareness of current affairs, Jiang Yu chuckled, turned over two pages, and landed on one place with his curled fingers.

This is Mr. Shiraishi’s last painting that was recently recovered from the venue. According to people at the venue, the estimate will probably reach an astonishing nine figures.

As for the one who can afford this price, looking at the entire venue, the one who has the same capital as the young man in front of me is Mr. Su from the capital.

The owner of the venue understood: "So Mr. Jiang is going to take over?"

According to the rules, an additional 50.00% handling fee can be charged for purchasing the venue in this way.

Jiang Yu was quite happy and stretched out his hand to take a sip of tea at a suitable temperature: "Thank you, Boss Zhu."