The old lady looked at the list in her hand.
Everyone on the second floor of tonight's auction was carefully checked.
She would like to see who are the people who can go up there. What are the backgrounds of the other people who can't go to the place where even the Jiang family in her capital can go.
"I thought they were so powerful, but that's it."
After the old lady saw the list, her words were full of ridicule. She thought Beijing and Hong Kong were such a powerful place, but it turned out to be like this.
How big a dignitary is he?
These people are nothing if brought to the capital.
"Take it away!"
Hengqing took away the paper that was thrown on the coffee table, lowered his head and said nothing. Old Mrs. Jiang has high eyesight. She was a well-established young lady from a wealthy family back then. In the capital these years, as long as she didn't have a better life than her, she would not look down on them, let alone Beijing and Hong Kong, no matter what position those people are in, as long as they have the word "Beijing and Hong Kong" in front of them, she will feel that they are inferior to her.
But in fact, there are heavenly rules in heaven, and earthly rules on earth. The capital is the capital, and Beijing and Hong Kong are Beijing and Hong Kong. This is not a world. Those people he looks down on may also be famous bosses in some fields. , and some dignitaries from Beijing and Hong Kong may be able to overpower them in the capital.
The Jiang family is no longer the Jiang family it was back then.
But she always stood on the top of the mountain and was reluctant to come down.
If this continues, the Jiang family will be doomed sooner or later.
"Call Jiang Qiming to come back."
"yes."
When Jiang Qiming arrived at the Jiang family's old house, the old lady was finishing her bath, wearing new Chinese pajamas and sitting on the Taishi chair in the living room, looking at him.
"What's your relationship with Huanong?"
"I've seen him a few times."
"That's it?"
"Yes, Princess Hua is an iconic figure in the wealthy circles of Beijing and Hong Kong. She is looked down upon by ordinary people. Even if I get to her, I may not be able to get close to her."
"I heard the conversation between you two tonight. Are you feuding?"
Jiang Qiming answered as usual: "I accidentally had a meal with her brother last time. After the incident, I heard that the two of them had always been at odds. It was probably the feud that was formed at that time."
"When we met again later, Miss Hua didn't have a good attitude toward me."
The old lady doesn't like him and doesn't like him anywhere.
Hearing him say this made me feel even more useless. He couldn't even do anything well.
"Go!"
.........
"Cheque."
Early in the morning, Xia Mu entered Puyun Mountain and handed the check to Huanong.
Huanong wondered: "Where did it come from?"
"Ms. Yang called me early in the morning and asked me to pick it up."
Huanong pressed it up and took a look. It was the check that Lu Jing'an wrote to her last night.
After a silence, he handed it to Xia Mu and threw it on the coffee table.
"leave?"
Xia Mu was shocked. Is it appropriate to throw away a check worth more than 60 million?
Sixty million, a figure that many people will never be able to earn back in their lifetime, and how many endangered companies can be saved?
Huanong's words really shocked Xia Mu.
"how?"
"No, I was just thinking that you are probably the only one who can say it so boldly."
"Did Boss Lu give it to you?"
"Yes," Huanong has always regarded Xia Mu as one of his own, and the chat is relatively casual.
"I heard Chu Mi talk about what happened last night. Could this be Boss Lu's sincerity in apologizing?"
"So be it!"
"Why don't you accept it?"
"If you slap a child and give her a candy, it will have an effect once or twice. Will it have any effect in the long run?"
She handed the check to Yang Xian last night just to tell Lu Jing'an that she was not satisfied with this way of apology.
But I felt there was no need to quarrel.
So I just gave up on it.
Xia Mu nodded, understanding.
For Lu Jing'an, a plutocrat in the Beijing-Hong Kong business district, money is not worth mentioning to him.
To coax her with these trivial things is an insult to a person like Huanong who has been lacking in everything since he was a child.
After a while, Lu Jing'an came downstairs with his tie, his shirt collar loose, obviously because he wanted Huanong to help tie the tie.
When people who walked into the living room saw the high-value check on the coffee table, Lu Jingan's eyebrows tightened: "Where's my wife?"
"My wife is in the indoor swimming pool downstairs."
Lu Jing'an pressed the elevator to the negative third floor. The constant temperature swimming pool in Puyun Mountain always maintained a comfortable temperature.
The man stood on the shore and watched Huanong swimming in the water like a koi in a black swimsuit.
Lu Jingan followed her actions to the other end of the swimming pool.
When Huanong was about to emerge from the water, the man pulled on his suit pants and slowly squatted down.
He held out his hand, ready to greet her.
Wow! ! ! When Huanong emerged from the water, he saw the hand in front of him.
Having bad thoughts.
The man who took off his swimming goggles looked at the man squatting on the shore.
Standing with the light behind him, the warm light spread out behind him, casting a faint halo on him.
For a moment. Huanong was ashamed of himself for having such thoughts.
But this feeling of shame only lasted a moment.
"Husband, did you bring your mobile phone?" Huanong's husband shouted in a charming and charming way, with a bit of bewitching meaning.
It looks like Daji confuses King Zhou.
"upstairs."
"oh."
Huanong understood. The body hidden under the water was floating and charming.
It's easy to say that I didn't bring any valuables.
Huanong pushed aside the water and swam toward Lu Jing'an, stretched out his blistered and white fingertips and landed on Lu Jing'an's palm.
Suddenly.........crash! ! ! !
Lu Jingan was pulled underwater.
Just pull him under the water, Huanong still held his body down to prevent him from struggling.
Are you trying to drown him?
Lu Jing'an struggled away, his white shirt stained with water and clinging tightly to his body.
This posture looks a bit lewd no matter how you look at it.
He knew that what happened last night was over so easily. It was all an illusion. For people like Huanong, it is never too late in ten years for a gentleman to take revenge.
Wow! ! ! !
Huanong was held down by the waist and pushed to the swimming pool wall.
The man raised his hand to wipe his face, and his tidied hair was now hanging softly on his face.
A bit like a gloomy boy.
"Have you calmed down?"
Huanong snorted: "No."
"Then tell me, how can I calm you down?"
"You can do it if I tell you?"
"As long as it does not go beyond the scope of morality, I will try my best to meet all your requirements."
The implication of Lu Jing'an's words was already obvious. A quarrel was a quarrel, but he couldn't be cuckolded.
"Give me the private jet to use for a few days."
"Where to go? What to do?"
"Boss Lu, you actually want to apologize, so you shouldn't ask about this, right?"
"What if my wife flies abroad on my private jet to cuckold me, and I won't ask?"
