Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but start giving Wang Congcong bad ideas.

"It's weird for you to treat her like this."

Wang Congcong looked at Jiang Cheng: "Then what should I do? I've already called you, baby, but you still haven't responded to me?"

Despite Wang Congcong's appearance, which weighs more than 100 pounds, he is quite confident.

Of course, he also has this capital confidence.

After all, most people cannot refuse him the blessing of money.

"If you send her sweet words, maybe she will fall in love?"

"for example?"

Jiang Cheng coughed a few times and said, "Bi Bao, I'm giving an infusion. What kind of fluid did I get? I miss you all night. Or don't hesitate any more. I'm your true destiny."

Jiang Cheng originally just wanted to show off his face and try to see how Wang Congcong would react if he said his best dog-licking quotes in front of him.

Unexpectedly, Wang Congcong said that these two sentences were very amazing after listening to them.

"Damn it, Jiang Cheng, you can do it. It sounds so familiar, but I like it."

After saying that, Wang Congcong actually picked up his phone and sent it directly to Damimi.

Seeing that the big secret replied to him, Wang Congcong happily said to Jiang Cheng: "Lao Jiang, your trick is very useful, she replied to me."

Jiang Cheng looked over his head and complained speechlessly: "A few question marks are considered replies?"

Wang Congcong was not disappointed, and still said with a smile: "It's better than saying nothing."

Jiang Cheng shook his head: "I don't understand the tricks you rich people use to pick up girls."

Wang Congcong immediately raised his eyebrows and said: "Others can say this, but you are not qualified to say this to me. If you say this, it seems like you are using money to humiliate me."

Jiang Cheng shrugged, Wang Congcong's words were true.

His cash flow is dozens of times that of his.

It was indeed an insult to him to say this.

Ignoring Wang Congcong, Jiang Cheng looked at Wang Zheng doubtfully: "Old Wang, why are you dressed so formally today?"

Speaking of this, Wang Zheng looked helpless: "It's a blind date. Tell me, I'm only 27 years old. I don't know what my old man is worried about."

Speaking of this, Chen Hao on the side couldn't help but cover his mouth and burst into laughter.

Looking at the two of them, Qin Fen looked confused: "Do you know something from your expression?"

Seeing Qin Fen asking this, Wang Zheng didn't intend to hide it.

I saw him pushing Chen Hao aside: "You laugh every time I talk about this, and it's not because of you. If it weren't for you, how could I have ended up like this?"

Chen Hao couldn't help suppressing the smile on his face, and said to them: "Didn't I go abroad last time? When I came back, I asked Lao Wang to pick me up, but that day he happened to pick up an older... Young woman. But he didn’t hide it and took it directly to the airport to show off. As a result, he happened to meet Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang on a business trip to catch a plane..."

After saying this, not only Chen Hao, but also several people on the field couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that this past incident was revealed, Wang Zheng also spread his hands as if accepting his fate: "Laugh, laugh, I'm not the only son in my family anyway, it doesn't matter whether I get married or not, but you two are different, now you are so free and unrestrained , it will be your turn one day."

When Jiang Cheng talks about this, he thinks of his mother and father.

Damn, these two are still in the country and haven't come back yet.

I don’t know how the mineral bidding thing I told Lao Jiang was going to go.

The bidding for this mineral is an important step in the integration of Wen Ang's family's industry.

Jiang Cheng did not reveal the news to anyone present, but told his father directly.

Jiang Jianming only told himself that he would pay attention to and consider the matter, and did not say anything else.

Jiang Cheng knew that with his father's power, if he wanted to get involved in this matter, it would be easier than him.

After all, his father is the real second generation of powerful people.

But at this time, he was still a novice relying on his own connections.

Jiang Cheng has no contact with any of their family members or connections.

Checking the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and it was already morning over there in Faguo.

After confirming the time difference, Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone and opened Weixin to communicate with his father about the matter.

Soon, Jiang Jianmin came back.

"Progressing well."

Looking at these four words, Jiang Cheng felt relieved.

...........

When the meal was almost finished, the restaurant manager knocked on the door and walked in.

He said respectfully to them: "Good evening, gentlemen, I'm sorry to disturb your meal. I don't know if there is anything that needs to be improved in the meal at this time. If there is anything that we need to improve on the taste or service, please feel free to comment." Proposed."

The manager came to ask about this matter in person, naturally because they are all famous rich second generations in Shanghai.

Not only were Qin Fen and Wang Congcong here, but he also recognized Jiang Cheng sitting in the middle.

The boss of Xingchen!

Seeing Jiang Cheng firmly seated in the C position, the manager couldn't help but secretly guess that the rumors on the Internet were indeed true.

Rumor has it that Jiang Cheng is someone that even Wang Congcong cannot afford to offend.

Thinking of this, the manager immediately walked to Jiang Cheng's side and asked again: "Mr. Jiang, do you have any suggestions for our service that can help us improve it?"

Jiang Cheng is not very picky about food, and he is very easygoing when it comes to the waiter's service.

Then he shook his head: "I think it's okay, just keep it up."

When Jiang Cheng said this, no one else made any demands.

Seeing that several of them were satisfied with the restaurant's service, the manager couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, these are all wealthy owners.

If you can become a regular customer of their restaurant, that would be a big deal.

“Thank you for your satisfaction with the service in our restaurant. There is another special feature of our restaurant, that is, there is a Moutai exhibition hall on the side terrace. There are Moutai of various years and various types. If you are interested in growing wine, you can go there and visit.”

After the manager finished speaking, everyone was very interested.

After toasting and sharing a drink, they walked outside to the terrace.

In a glass room on the terrace, there were a variety of expensive wines, most of which were Maotai.

When several people walked to the door, they found that there were already two people visiting inside.

And there was a person inside who was clearly Wen Ang.

Wen Ang was facing a middle-aged man in a suit and said, "Uncle Zhang, I heard that you have a very good drinking capacity. You must have tasted a lot of wine. Unlike me, I feel a little dizzy after just two drinks."

The middle-aged man listened to Wen Ang's flattery and said very happily: "You guessed it right. I usually like to drink Maotai, and the wine he has here is quite good. The vintage is also very good, so the taste should be very good.”

"Uncle Zhang is still well-informed. Like me, no matter how good the wine you give me, it won't make a difference in my mouth. In short, it's a waste. I've met the owner of this shop several times. He often sells their wine to me, but I don’t have a good mouth. No matter how good the product is, it will be wasted on me. They just opened a new store, so it seems awkward not to buy him some. This is good. Uncle Zhang, you are an expert, these wines are just right for you, so that I can repay his favor without wasting it."

The middle-aged man looked at Wen Ang meaningfully for a while, then said with a smile: "You kid, you are a good person. You are right. You really have to keep it in your heart when others have helped you."

Jiang Cheng, who was walking in front, looked at the scene in front of him.

He raised his eyebrows at them.

Everyone knows that Wen Ang has recently begun to take desperate risks and take bribes for their family's affairs.

I didn't expect that it would be broken by a few of them so quickly.

Jiang Cheng turned to them and said, "This person is also a talent if he can talk about bribery in such a fresh and refined way."

Wang Congcong nodded in agreement: "Don't say it. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to say so many twists and turns."