Lin Yue said: "Send a gift."
Send a Gift?
Boss Meng’s hairless head shows deep and clear forehead lines.
"What gift?"
He didn't believe that this boy would be so kind. His left hand asked him to meet in the tea room, and his right hand went to meet Fu Honghua. He must have some ulterior motive for doing so.
"this."
Lin Yue took out a boxwood carving no longer than a finger from his pocket and placed it on the tea tray in front of Boss Meng.
The purple clay pot is dark in color, and the color of the fine Lapsang Souchong tea soup is also dark enough. It is a bit inappropriate to drink it now because the weather is getting hotter.
The same goes for this boxwood wood carving.
The shape is that of a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam, with a curvy figure, graceful curves, bright eyes and a smiling mouth. She is lifelike, seductive and possesses a good skill.
A truly high-end piece of art.
It’s just...it’s too small. It’s fine as an ornament in the car, but it’s not grand enough to put in your home.
Lin Yue seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled slightly: "Don't get me wrong, the one given to Fu Honghua is much larger than this one, about forty or fifty centimeters, and..."
Lin Yue picked it up and put it on the tureen, and it actually stood still.
"One big and one small. With it, it is a complete set."
Boss Meng always feels that he talks... in a roundabout way? Weird and strange? Don't you have any deep meaning?
It’s awkward anyway.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Lin Yue sighed: "Boss Meng, don't you think this woman looks familiar?"
After hearing this, Boss Meng looked at it carefully and his expression changed. He was surprised, nervous, but more worried.
No wonder it felt familiar at first glance. It was just because the focus was on the kid's uncanny skills and the wood carving was too small, so other feelings were ignored. Now... what is certain is that 99% of the wood carving is the prototype. It's the mistress he raised outside - and this cheongsam should have been worn when he took her shopping in CD Taikoo Li before she was pregnant.
Lin Yue gave the big one to Fu Honghua. What did it mean?
Behind the beauty lies a huge crisis for him, just like the more beautiful the mushroom, the more dangerous it is.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
He was anxious.
I thought I was very careful. I never took Hongzhu around the Jiangzhou area. I also went to Hugang District in the south for dates. Why did I still get picked on.
Lin Yue pushed the empty teacup forward.
Boss Meng was able to grow his business to over 100 million, so he was certainly not a reckless person. He endured his inner displeasure and poured 7 cents of tea for Lin Yue. He slowly pushed it over and made a sign of please.
Although I don't understand where a high school student comes from, the only thing I can do is to listen to the other party's purpose first and then adapt accordingly.
Lin Yue picked it up and took a sip, then said calmly: "You know Jiang Qilong, right?"
Boss Meng pondered for a moment and nodded.
"If you are well-informed, you should have heard about Jiang's kitchen, right?"
"..."
Boss Meng was shocked. He didn't expect that the high school student opposite could even get this kind of information.
What's going on in Jiang's kitchen?
Because of blind expansion, Jiang Qilong borrowed a lot of money from banks, investment companies, relatives and friends, and heard that there were loan sharks. His business has not been very good in the past two years, and banks have borrowed money, and he is on the verge of insolvency. This is why Jiang Qilong has been showing his goodwill to him when he heard that he had the intention to enter the catering industry.
"Jiang Qilong wants to recruit you, but how can a nouveau riche who grew up running a KTV be so merciful? Isn't that right, Boss Meng?"
Jiang Qilong's company will go bankrupt. It was hinted at the beginning of the TV series. What is the difference between rice that matures by listening to Buddhist scriptures and rice that matures without listening to Buddhist scriptures? Can you go to the West to worship my Buddha after eating rice that has matured while listening to Buddhist scriptures?
Most of the current strategies for marketing food are to promote light meals that are healthy and taste good. The gimmick of listening to Buddhist scriptures is not from an era when feudal superstition was prevalent. It simply challenges people's IQ. A glimpse of the whole picture shows how bad Jiang Qilong's business acumen is. Can such a person earn hundreds of millions in assets? It can only be said that in that prosperous era, as long as you dare to think and you are not lazy, you have a high probability of making money.
"upstart?"
Boss Meng muttered softly.
Lin Yue said he was a nouveau riche?
This was a bit unpleasant to hear, but he dared not speak out in anger now.
"Jiang Qilong wants your money, and you are eyeing his catering sign, because doing so can reduce the risk of cross-bank investment as much as possible." Lin Yue said: "So the two of you... are now testing each other, constantly pulling each other, It’s like a pair of scumbag men and scumbag women having an affair.”
Yes, exactly!
Boss Meng hates this feeling of being manipulated from the inside out.
"Simply tell me your purpose directly."
Lin Yue chuckled: "It's very simple. If he wants money, you give him money."
"no."
Boss Meng shook his head.
"Are you afraid of losing all your money? Don't worry. I will offer seven and you will offer three. Then you will come forward to sign a gambling agreement with Jiang Qilong. If you lose, the Jiangjia Kitchen sign will be yours. How about it?"
"You... offer seven?" Boss Meng expressed doubts. At the last dinner, Jiang Qilong asked for 80 million, and if it was 70%, it would be more than 50 million. How could he, a high school student, get so much money?
Lin Yue said: "Boss Meng must have heard about me. Don't you know that I have mines in Africa?"
Africa...has mines?
"Then you and Deng..."
He has read the posts from netizens. The prerequisite for a mine in Africa is that he marries the daughter of the local chief, and they will accompany him to a mine. If he marries the daughter of the chief, what will happen to his relationship with Deng Xinhua?
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
"..."
Boss Meng responded with silence.
"You have three days to think about it. If I don't get a satisfactory reply within three days, what will be waiting for you? This question is not difficult to solve, right?" Lin Yue stood up and walked towards the door.
It didn't take three days, not even three minutes, just three seconds before Boss Meng compromised.
"make a deal."
Given the current situation, don’t you accept the soft line?
Can he handle the tigress Fu Honghua? Can't figure it out.
So can he handle Lin Yue? I heard that Lin Yue's parents are also the backbone of the aid team in Africa, and the African chief is also a prominent figure in the local area. If he dares to threaten or even touch the son-in-law of such a person, if a diplomatic incident occurs, it will not only be enough. He drank a pot of water.
"I don't understand. You clearly know that the Jiang family is dying, and you should take a step at this time. Why do you want to save him?"
Lin Yue paused, turned around and said, "Who said I was going to save him?"
"That……"
"Jiang Qilong's son is now in his second year of high school. Do you think if the Jiang family goes bankrupt in half a year, will he still have a chance to go to college? Besides, Jiang's kitchen cannot make a profit in Jiang Qilong's hands, but that doesn't mean it will also lose money in my hands. , I’m pretty good at catering.”
Boss Meng stood with his hands down, looking stunned.
This guy wants to cut off the roots of Jiang Qilong.
The rich second generation cannot succeed, and if Jiang Tianhao, who has good grades, cannot pass the university entrance examination, there will be basically no possibility for the Jiang family to turn around in the future.
"So cruel."
"I like that adjective."
Lin Yue gently opened the door and walked out of the tea room.
At this point, Boss Meng has completely given up the idea of Deng Xinhua.
…
Three days later.
Wang Shengnan returned to China from Africa.
"What's going on upstairs? Let me ask you what's going on upstairs!"
She was very excited because Lin Dawei had just told her that the new neighbor who lived in the west door on the third floor was named Lin Yue.
Yes, it was the little bastard she wished she could slap half to death before setting foot in him.
He scolded Lin Dawei, slapped her in the face, made her sister crazy, made her niece so naughty and uncontrollable, and now he reached out to her daughter...
Wang Shengnan's definition of Lin Yue has also been upgraded from a bad student, a gangster, and a bastard to a bastard.
Lin Miaomiao hunched her shoulders and lowered her head, not daring to speak.
In fact, she felt aggrieved. Yes, she was very happy to know that Lin Yue lived upstairs, but this matter really had nothing to do with her at all.
"Lin Dawei, what are you doing?"
Wang Shengnan is like a furious beast, it seems that any moving living thing is enough to anger her.
"Go to the park in front and take a walk!"
The last two words are pronounced very strongly because he is also angry.
I just tried to persuade her to have something to say. Educating children in this way can only frighten people. Not only does it not help, but it will be counterproductive. Emotions like "like" will be suppressed harder and explode from the outside. The times are getting more intense.
My heart was kind and my tone was the same as before. What was the result? Wang Shengnan bombarded her, saying that her daughter was spoiled by him. If she couldn't educate her well, she would be as incompetent as him in the future?
Lin Dawei is middle-aged and has yet to make a name for himself. He was hired as a vice president a few days ago. He thought he was going to realize his ambitions and achieve value. What happened? I have been working in a cell for almost two weeks, and I was almost charged with being an economic criminal. It was my former love rival who helped me fish him out. Now that Wang Shengnan said it was useless, how could the evil fire in my heart not be strong? But he didn't dare to explode at home, so he could only find a place to express his depression by himself.
"Mom, look at how you look now, how is it different from your aunt?"
Lin Miaomiao saw how Wang Dingnan quarreled with Tang Yuanming. Lin Dawei's situation in the past few days made her realize that there might be problems with her father's work and she suffered a big blow. Otherwise, why would she put "divorce" on the agenda? Around the mouth.
"I'm angry because of you!"
Wang Shengnan didn't realize at all how much she had gone too far. Her mind was filled with the frustration of being plotted against. She felt that Ouyang Jian had played this move very well. She went to Africa to find Lin Yue's parents and asked them to properly discipline the uneducated and incompetent man. Shu's son, when she looked back, she saw that her home had been stolen. It was during the time she was dealing with Lin Dawei's arrest and going to Africa to speak the truth that the boy actually moved upstairs, right under her nose. This was really shocking. Big fire!
"Lin Miaomiao, let me tell you, Lin Yue's parents have agreed to the marriage proposal of Chief Ghana Asansi. It is impossible for you and him... in this life."
The more Lin Miaomiao watched, the more she felt that she was like Wang Dingnan, who went to far away Africa to make trouble with Lin Yue's parents. This was even more extreme than Pei Yin going to school to find her and asking her not to seduce Qian Sanyi. It was simply paranoid to the extreme.
Bang bang bang...
Before Wang Shengnan could speak, there was a knock on the door outside.
Lin Miaomiao thought that Lin Dawei had forgotten to bring the key, so she went to open the door, but what appeared in front of her was not her father's face, but Deng Xiaoqi.
"I was taking a shower in the bathroom just now, and I didn't see the message you sent."
The best friend explained apologetically, turned to look at Wang Shengnan who was sitting on the sofa with a frosty face, and bravely said: "Auntie, I don't know a few questions in today's English homework, and I want Miaomiao to help me solve them." For a moment, can you take a look?"
"Can't!"
Something unexpected happened to Lin Miaomiao. Wang Shengnan didn't give her any face.
"Look at what your mother did. My daughter doesn't have friends like you."
Deng Xiaoqi came to help Lin Miaomiao, but the topic turned to Deng Xinhua. There is no doubt that this is called hating Wujiwu.
Because I hate Lin Yue, I hate Deng Xinhua, and Deng Xiaoqi is Deng Xinhua's daughter.
"Auntie...you put it like this..."
"Get out, I don't want to hear you right now."
Bang.
Without saying a word, Deng Xiaoqi closed the door and went back to her room.
She also has a temper, okay? Although standing up at this time means to reconcile with Xini, Wang Shengnan's words are too hurtful.
"I don't have a mother like you either!"
Lin Miaomiao waved her hand, stamped her foot, turned around and rushed into the room, closing the door with force, making a click and locking it.
Wang Shengnan was so angry that he threw the clothes that Lin Dawei had changed to the ground, then raised the cup and wanted to throw it against the wall. He finally restrained himself, but the tea water inside wet her sleeves.
During the Chinese New Year, she threatened to transfer Lin Miaomiao to another school, but she was worried about the consequences and did not transfer. She thought that accompanying her would solve the problem, but it turned out to be a mess. Her colleagues at the school persuaded her to move to another place, but the problem was that she could not afford the change. Lin Dawei was unemployed. With no income, he expected his salary as a college volleyball coach to support his family and maintain his quality of life. How could he afford to rent a house in the school district? And with his previous savings... After renting a house from Li Mingguo, he borrowed the rest. It’s time for my parents to fill the hole that Wang Dingnan borrowed money for to manage their finances.
Putting aside the results of going to Africa, this army named Lin almost tried to checkmate her.
"Ouyang Jian...Ouyang..."
She thought of Ouyang Jian, the richest man in Jiangzhou.
Yes, there is Ouyang Jian who can ask for help.
…
Three days later, Jiangzhou Hilton Hotel.
A Ferrari 718 drove slowly by and stopped in front of the landscape stone in front of the hotel.
Deng Xinhua glanced at the grand door. Several men in suits and leather shoes were walking in, talking and laughing.
"Are you sure you want to do this? The other party is..."
She looked at the man sitting in the passenger seat.
"academician?"
Lin Yue curled his lips: "If I said that if I take out the things in my mind, it would be easy to become a hundred academicians, would you think this is bragging?"
The database of the scientific research ship Prometheus and the database of the Spirit Cage Lighthouse. As long as he takes out information in any field, it will cause a big earthquake in the scientific community, but... he has no interest in doing so.
If he was captured and sliced for study, wouldn't he be the enemy of the whole world given his temper?
Of course Deng Xinhua didn't believe it.
This kid has been in high school for two years. Not only is he ranked last in his grade, but he is also as good as a chicken butt. He has also trained a hundred academicians. He should go to college first.
"Come back and pick me up in half an hour."
Lin Yue picked up the cup on the cup holder and took a sip of tea, then opened the car door and walked out.
Deng Xinhua looked at his back and remembered the previous conversation.
Another one of his principles?
On the other side, outside the Hilton banquet hall, several waiters gathered together and whispered.
"Who is celebrating his 70th birthday with such grandeur?"
"Qian family, Qian Shouzhong."
"do not know."
"I heard that the old man who celebrated his birthday was an academician and engaged in architecture. The person who rented the banquet hall for him to celebrate his birthday was his only son, named Qian Yukun. He is a well-known real estate developer in our city. The recently opened Jian'an Washington Mansion is his project .”
"No wonder he is so rich. I am an academician and my son is a real estate developer. He comes from a well-known family."
"My grandson is equally good. Just the year before last, he won the top prize in Jiangzhou's high school entrance examination."
"Well, I can only say one thing, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes. People like us can only make holes after giving birth."
"..."
While they were expressing their envy and jealousy, a smiling young man walked towards the banquet hall.
"Are you here to celebrate Mr. Qian's birthday too?" a nosy waiter asked. She always felt that...how should I put it, the smile on the young man's face was a bit cynical? Dismissive? eccentric? Weird? It seems to be a little bit of both, but I can't find the right adjective after searching through my mind.
The smile on Lin Yue's face became even brighter: "Yes, I'm here to celebrate Qian Shouzhong's birthday."
Others call him Mr. Qian, Professor Qian, Mr. Qian, etc. But it’s better for him. It’s too rude to call him by his first name at such a young age.
The waiter asked again: "Who are you, Mr. Qian?"
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
Lin Yue ignored them and walked straight into the banquet hall.
Several waiters looked at each other, this guy... is so arrogant.
The person who just asked the question pondered for a moment and said, "Should I call security? I always feel that something is wrong. What do you think?"
"Let's check the situation first." Another waiter said, walked to the door of the banquet hall, braced himself and looked inside.
