Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Jiang Cheng looked around and suggested, "How about we buy some things and bring them over first?"

Huang Yuqi echoed the voice, expressing her agreement, and added: "Yeah, let's buy some fruits or something."

When Wang Congcong heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said, "No need. I took so many fruits from you last time. There are still two left. Besides, the ones I bought are not as delicious as the ones your grandfather grows."

"I think I understand. Should I ask someone to send some fruits over?"

After he finished speaking, he turned to Wang Sheng and ordered, "You should arrange for someone to bring more vegetables and fruits from the courtyard to their home."

Wang Congcong laughed when he heard this.

"You don't know, after my father found out that those melons were grown by your grandfather, he was reluctant to let me eat them. He said he wanted to keep them for himself to eat slowly. I'm really impressed..." Wang Congcong shook his head helplessly.

Afterwards, the group got into Jiang Cheng's Rolls-Royce.

As soon as she got on the car, Huang Yuqi exclaimed sincerely: "Wow, this car is so comfortable to sit in! I don't think I will get carsick."

"Are you carsick?" Jiang Cheng asked with concern.

Huang Yuqi nodded gently and said, "Yes, except for taking trains and high-speed trains, I always get carsick when I take buses and other means of transportation."

Jiang Cheng said helplessly: "The roads in Kyoto are too congested, the probability of motion sickness will probably be higher."

After saying this, Jiang Cheng said to Wang Sheng: "Drive more steadily."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang." Wang Sheng responded respectfully.

Fortunately, Wang Congcong’s villa is located near Xicheng District, not too far away.

After just a dozen minutes' drive, we arrived at our destination.

Along the way, Huang Yuqi's face did not show any signs of motion sickness.

Afterwards, the car followed Wang Congcong's car into a quiet villa area.

After the vehicle stopped steadily, Wang Congcong hurriedly got out and warmly welcomed Jiang Cheng and Huang Yuqi into the house.

Looking at the mansion in front of him, Jiang Cheng also praised politely: "Wow, this location, this house must be worth a lot of money, right?"

Wang Congcong smiled slightly and shrugged easily.

"Anyway, it can't compare to your courtyard."

After saying this, he deliberately glanced at Jiang Cheng, with a barely perceptible glimmer of envy in his eyes.

Huang Yuqi stared intently at the mansion in front of her that was full of Chinese architectural style.

She was secretly surprised at what Wang Congcong had just said.

Such a grand and majestic villa is the most luxurious villa she has ever seen for an ordinary person like her.

However, Wang Congcong actually said that it was not as good as Jiang Cheng’s courtyard house!

As a native of Kyoto, she had heard of the inestimable value of the courtyard house.

But she had never actually seen that kind of precious courtyard house.

After all, even if everyone lives in Kyoto, there are still insurmountable gaps and barriers between different classes.

At this moment, after hearing the noise outside the door, Mr. Wang, the richest man, immediately stood up from the mahogany sofa and walked out quickly to greet them.

He said with a big smile on his face: "Here you are, welcome!"

His voice revealed enthusiasm and joy, as if he had met a long-lost friend.

Although he already knew Jiang Cheng's true identity, he did not show any strange expression at this time.

Instead, he showed people a warm attitude as if he was welcoming his own friends.

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and shook hands gently with Mr. Wang, then said humbly and politely: "Uncle, good evening! Thank you for inviting us to dinner."

"I finally see you. Not bad, not bad, you are handsome and elegant, much more handsome than this bad boy in my family." The richest man Wang smiled and praised generously.

Hearing this, Wang couldn't help but retort: ​​"Dad, everyone can tell who I look like, right?"

Seeing Wang Congcong confronting him, the richest man Wang immediately glared at him and said, "Go away, go and ask your mother to bring the meal."

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng said with a smile: "It can be seen that you and Brother Wang have a very good relationship."

As soon as Wang Congcong left, Wang, the richest man, sighed helplessly: "This brat is born to irritate me! He is idle and careless all day long, and he doesn't look serious at all. However, since he met you, he seems to have changed a lot. At least, he is not as ruthless as before when he squanders money, and the company has started to make a profit."

Jiang Cheng knew clearly that the richest man Wang must be well aware of the inside story regarding the revival of Evil Cat TV.

So he didn't say much, but just brushed the topic off lightly.

"I think Brother Wang actually has quite a business sense." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Mr. Wang, the richest man, naturally knows his son's capabilities.

If Jiang Cheng hadn't intervened, the company he founded would have almost failed.

If Wang Congcong hadn't insisted on starting his own business, he wouldn't have given him money to play with.

However, only by experiencing failure and setbacks personally, and stumbling, can you know whether you are cut out for entrepreneurship.

Originally, he wanted Wang Congcong to see himself clearly, and then be content with the status quo, keep the family's wealth, and enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Now the business is developing.

Even the richest man Wang doesn’t know whether this is good or bad.

After hearing Jiang Cheng's comments, Mr. Wang, the richest man, went with the flow and stopped exposing Wang Congcong's background.

Jiang Cheng then introduced Huang Yuqi who was standing next to him to Mr. Wang.

"This is Teacher Huang, Huang Yuqi. She is a volunteer teacher." Jiang Cheng's tone was full of respect and praise.

Seeing this, Huang Yuqi glanced at Jiang Cheng, then nodded slightly to the richest man Wang as a greeting, and spoke softly.

"Hello, I'm sorry to come here uninvited."

"Hey, why are you being so polite? We are all family, let's just have a simple meal and have some fun."

As soon as Mr. Wang finished speaking, he saw Wang Congcong slowly walking out with a middle-aged woman with elegant temperament and extraordinary charm.

Before I got close, I heard her friendly and warm laughter: "You are here? Welcome, welcome! I am so sorry, I was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen just now and didn't notice your voice."

Jiang Cheng and Huang Yuqi heard this and nodded politely, "Auntie, sorry to bother you. Good evening!"

As Wang Congcong said, he did not inherit his mother's looks.

Wang Congcong's mother had a pretty face, dignified features, and her every move was elegant and graceful, looking like a successful woman.

"Good evening, welcome. Come, sit over here." Mrs. Wang greeted them warmly.

After the two of them took their seats, Mrs. Wang personally directed the servants to serve the dishes.

Soon, a large round mahogany table was filled with all kinds of delicious food, which was dazzling and mouth-watering.