Super Rich System: I spend money for China!

When Qu Chu heard this, he basically understood what was going on.

"The one above the Jiang family, right?"

Wen Luan looked at Qu Chu with helplessness in his eyes.

"Ms. Qu, sometimes I really think you are too smart."

Qu Chu didn't react, just shrugged.

"Okay, you don't have to say it anymore. I roughly understand. Because I am against the Jiang family, I am automatically classified into your conservative camp?"

Wen Luan nodded.

"That's about it."

Qu Chu picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"I don't really understand these things. To put it bluntly, I am just an ordinary citizen. I don't care who you support or how you support it. After all, how things develop is not something I can control. Professional matters need professionals to handle them. I just hope that our China can be better."

"You don't need to tell me what's next. As long as you can accomplish what I want to do, that's fine."

Qu Chu put down the teacup.

"But what I have here should be of great help to you, right?"

Wen Luan did not deny this, he chose to remain silent.

Qu Chu had no intention of asking further questions, he just stated a fact.

She stood up.

"I've asked my acting president to transfer the money to you. Please hurry up. This movie is scheduled for the Spring Festival, so publicity is very important."

"Let's eat."

The smell of snail noodles came from the kitchen. Although Wen Luan had never eaten it, it was not the first time he smelled it. The thought of eating this thing in a while was a little hard to accept, but maybe it was because of his curiosity that he wanted to try it for a strange reason.

He nodded, stood up, and followed Qu Chu to her dining table.

"Sit wherever you want. There are no rules here."

Although this is the case, Wen Luan is a well-educated person and still cares about these things.

Qu Chu's table is a long dining table, so there is a main seat. Although Qu Chu doesn't like sitting there, she finds that no one else will sit there if she doesn't.

In such a situation, if she doesn't sit, that seat will be wasted, especially when there are many people.

But she basically wouldn't choose to sit there when there were few people around.

Wen Luan obviously knew the rules and directly chose to sit in the first seat on the right, which is usually a more suitable seat for guests.

When Wen Luan saw that Qu Chu did not sit in the main seat but sat in the first seat on the left, he was stunned for a moment.

Su Mengting also came down from upstairs and sat in the third seat on the left. The second seat was reserved for Xuan Yue.

Wen Luan was puzzled for a moment, he had never seen such a practice. Usually, as the host, everyone would sit in the main seat, but now, there were three people sitting opposite him.

While he was still thinking, another person ran down from upstairs.

The other party's steps were brisk, even a little jumpy, and were accompanied by a voice full of surprise.

"Ms. Qu!! What are we having for dinner today?! Is it river snail rice noodle?? Are there fried eggs??!"

After a while, the other person stood in front of the dining table and was stunned when he saw someone sitting where he usually sat.

"Huh? Do you have guests today?"

Qu Chu slowly looked up at Shen Xingwen and nodded in affirmation.

Shen Xingwen didn't think too much about it. While Wen Luan was thinking about whether he should give up his seat, he sat directly next to Wen Luan, which was the second seat from the right.

While sitting, he talked to Wen Luan.

"Brother, I'm sitting next to you!"

Wen Luan then turned and looked at Shen Xingwen.

When the two saw each other, they were obviously stunned, but they reacted quickly.

The two knew each other before. They saw each other at Qu Chu's Christmas party a few days ago. They had also heard of each other before, but it was usually Shen Xingwen's father who interacted with Wen Luan.

In general, the two people just knew each other and had no intersection.

Shen Xingwen's impression of Wen Luan has always been that of an "old cadre". At this moment, he looked at the snail noodles on the table, then looked at Wen Luan, with a strange expression on his face.

Wen Luan was the first to react and nodded at the other party.

"Mr. Shen."

Seeing how serious he was, Shen Xingwen once again thought that he would not eat this thing, and thought that the kitchen would probably prepare something else for him.

But Shen Xingwen is not a very serious person. Even though he has received a good education since childhood, he is very relaxed here with Qu Chu.

So he reached out and patted Wen Luan's shoulder.

"Secretary Wen, I'm really putting you in a difficult position. You have to stand here and smell us eating these things."

Wen Luan opened his mouth and wanted to explain that he wanted to eat too, but in the end he didn't explain.

Qu Chu glanced at the two of them but didn't say anything.

Xuan Yue also came out from the kitchen and sat down. Not long after, several bowls of snail noodles were brought out. Each person got a large bowl with rattle rolls and fried eggs on top.

Seeing that there were only five people at the table, Wen Luan had a strange expression on his face.

"How do we divide ten cups among five people?"

He pointed to the Coke he had brought with him.

In response to his question, Xuan Yue started to deal with it directly. She poured a glass of wine to each person at the seat, and then added another glass for Shen Xingwen.

Shen Xingwen smiled embarrassedly in the direction of Wen Luan.

"I'm sorry, Secretary-General Wen, I'm a big eater."

When Qu Chu heard this, he couldn't bear to complain.

How can I eat this? I am almost starving.

Fortunately, eating is not a big deal, and Qu Chu will not lack food.

Xuan Yue took two more cups and gave them to Grandpa Feng and Aunt Ying, and the last two cups were taken into the kitchen.

Wen Luan looked at the two elderly people who took the iced Coke, and his facial expression was out of control for a moment. Qu Chu met his expression and explained.

“The people here are more accepting.”

Although Wen Luan was still a little shocked, after thinking about Qu Chu himself, he felt that it was okay.

When Shen Xingwen saw that there was also snail noodles in front of Wen Luan, his expression was a little strange, but he remained silent in the end.

The results were unexpected.

It turned out that everyone present could eat snail noodles, and the spare steak was not used.

Wen Luan, Shen Xingwen, and Su Mengting all ate with relish more than the other.

Qu Chu was looking at the three people who were eating happily, and suddenly he discovered something.

Why does it seem like people here are becoming more and more accepting of junk food?

After eating and drinking, Wen Luan wiped his mouth and nodded to Qu Chu.

"Ms. Qu, I will contact you when the matter is settled. You can ask your people to submit it for review again."

"thanks for treatment."

Qu Chu waved at him to show that he understood.

After Wen Luan walked to the gate, he actually stepped back, then looked at Qu Chu very seriously and said something else.