Mu Wanrou had said all her big words. Facing Lu Hua's wife Huifang's more profound look, Jiang Jiahao had to accept it no matter how difficult it was.
"No rush, no rush, we understand the principle of slow work and careful work."
"To be able to design three or four sets of such novel clothes in a month, Mr. Jiang is already very impressive."
"That's right, Mr. Jiang, we have agreed that I will come to see you tomorrow."
"Yes, and me!"
When they heard that Jiang Jiahao was willing to design clothes for them, the ladies exchanged glances with each other, and the smiles on their faces became even stronger.
At this time, a lady took out a black and white photo and handed it to Jiang Jiahao. There was a beautiful little girl in the photo.
"Mr. Jiang, my little princess is your fan. She has been clamoring to see Mr. Wen Chao."
"Please sign the photo for me. I want to go back and give it to my daughter. It will be her 15th birthday on the third day of next month."
"Oh?" Jiang Jiahao looked at the photo in surprise. He didn't expect that he had such a small fan. After asking the other person's name, he wrote a paragraph behind the photo.
15 years old is a very delicate age. It means that you are about to grow up, experience a lot of things, meet a lot of people, and see more injustices and emotions.
Don't be afraid, these are your life experiences, allowing you to move from ignorance to maturity.
I hope your future road will be less bumpy and more beautiful.
May your future life be less difficult and more touching.
I wish you good health, everything goes well, peace and joy.
The road ahead will be long, long...
The blank scroll of life is waiting for you to write...
On June 7, 1966, Jiang Jiahao stayed.
After he wrote a paragraph seriously, he picked up and blew on the writing on it. When the writing on the pen was completely dry, Jiang Jiahao handed it to the lady with a smile.
"I will remember Princess Ling's birthday next month. On her birthday, I will definitely give her a special gift."
"Mr. Jiang deserves to be a person who can write good stories. His few strokes are really... I want to thank you on behalf of my daughter. She will be very happy to receive this gift."
The lady carefully put the photo into her bag and looked at Jiang Jiahao with a smile on her face.
She originally just wanted Jiang Jiahao to write a name, but she didn't expect that the other party actually wrote a poem, which showed his intentions.
"Mr. Jiang, please sign for me too. My nephew would like to read your story."
"Mr. Jiang, please sign for me. My daughter also likes to read your books..."
With the first lady taking the lead, Jiang Jiahao had just finished writing his blessings, and before he could leave the table, he was surrounded by a group of celebrities.
These celebrities were both male and female. What surprised Jiang Jiahao the most was that he saw Cha Liangyong?
Jin Yong asked him to write sentences? What kind of international joke are you kidding?
"Mr. Mu, I didn't expect that your son-in-law Chenglong Kuai is quite likeable."
In the corner of the banquet hall, Mu Hongfei, who had finished greeting all his old friends, came to Qiu Maidi and Teng Yue's small circle with a cane and sat down.
As soon as he took a sip of coffee, he was teased by Teng Yue.
"Are you envious? You also have a daughter and ask your daughter to bring back a son-in-law."
Mu Hongfei was very happy today, and suddenly felt that the husband Mu Wanrou had chosen was actually quite good.
Hearing Teng Yue's teasing, he fought back with a smile, making Teng Yue look unhappy.
Teng Yue married three wives and had more than a dozen sons. He just wanted a daughter, but he couldn't give birth to one!
Now that he was stimulated by Mu Hongfei, he snorted coldly and said, don't fly away.
Qiu Maidi smiled and watched the two of them getting emotional, and suddenly her face became gloomy: "Amu, why did you expose Mu Hongye in front of so many celebrities? This will damage the reputation of the Mu family!"
Teng Yue nodded when he heard this: "Mr. Mu, you are too urgent about this matter. You can come in private."
"Privately?" Mu Hongfei sneered and refused to comment.
If Mu Hongye is not exposed openly and a surprise attack is made, with his network of connections within the clan, Mu Wanrou will definitely encounter obstacles in every possible way when he takes over the business.
Although she now has Jiang Jiahao who dares to fight and kill, the father naturally feels sorry for his daughter.
Facing Mu Hongfei's cold snort, Qiu Maidi and Teng Yue looked at each other, with helpless expressions in their eyes.
Mu Hongfei, this old guy, has a bad temper as always!
Also in the corner of the banquet hall, Lu Hua, Lai Hao, and Yan Tong were sitting opposite each other, chatting with each other.
Yan Tong left the group of ladies in the distance to surround Jiang Jiahao. Among them, his own mother-in-law had the most fun chatting, scratching her head in distress and complaining.
"Tell me about this group of people. Don't you know how to be more reserved? Their fiancée is still nearby, so they are just surrounding them like this?"
"Women all like beauty and want to have unique luxury goods so that they can show off to others."
"I have to say, the clothes designed by this guy Jiang Jiahao are really pretty. Not to mention those women, I was moved just by looking at them."
Lu Hua smoked his cigar and said with a smile, doubts in his words: "How many things do you think Jiang Jiahao has hidden and not exposed?"
"Perhaps, we have all underestimated this guy. We don't know if it is a blessing or a curse to promote him to the second place in the King of Fishes."
“It’s not necessarily a blessing, and it’s not necessarily a disaster.”
"Our main business is the cigarette brick business. The Fish King is too greedy. Do you really think we don't know about the little tricks he usually does?"
"I brought a shipload of cigarette bricks from Thailand. I had to deal with many relationships. He kept 10% of it for me every time. If it weren't for the three of them to get together, I would have killed him."
"It can only be said that the refugees Jiang Jiahao took out from the refugee camp are really dirty. If they were locals, they would never dare to pick off the heads of the Fish King and the Evil King."
"That's fine. Regardless of whether Jiang Jiahao is obedient or not in the future, at least if he doesn't sell drugs, it won't conflict with our business."
Lai Hao smoked a cigar and looked indifferent, which made Lu Hua nodded and then looked at Yan Tong.
"Next, here in Yau Ma Tei, try to make the entertainment center as convenient as possible. If a rising star wants to compete with that guy, King Bei, he still needs strength."
"I understand." Yan Tong shook the wine glass gently and nodded.
"Today I finally saw the true face of Mr. Wenzhao. If Mr. Mu hadn't invited me to attend Miss Mu's birthday party, I would have missed it again."
"A talented man matches a beautiful woman, this is the story I want."
Writing blessings for others made his hands cramp, and Jiang Jiahao was finally able to take a breath.
He sat opposite Cha Liangyong and chatted for a while, all the while looking at Jin Yong from close range.
I have to say that Jin Yong in middle age was really handsome.
Facing the other party's intentional and unintentional clichés, Jiang Jiahao's face did not turn red and his heart did not beat.
What does it mean that the writing style is similar, and what does it mean that you have also thought about this inspiration? Designed this note?
Please, I just copied your book. Of course you feel that what I wrote is familiar to you.
But I won’t tell you, hey, just play.
"You are being too modest. Compared with a real writer like you, I still have too much to learn."
"Initially, I planned to visit you, but I never got around to it. It's a bit unexpected to meet Brother Cha today."
"Brother Cha, please take good care of me in the future."
