The three of them didn't disperse until eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. Hong Xue left in a grand manner, while Ling Cang stayed behind to help Zhang Yiting pack the food.
In fact, there are several businesses in this food stall, and the Zhang family is just one of them. However, the other businesses only come out in the morning, so they basically cannot meet the urban management. In order to make more money, Zhang Yiting always leaves early and closes late. In this way, today Sooner or later things will happen.
"Thank you," Zhang Yiting wiped the sweat from her forehead after everything was neatly packed, and said sincerely: "Without you, I really don't know what I would do today."
"You're welcome," Ling Cang smiled slightly: "We are all classmates, so we should help."
"It would be great if everyone thought like you..." Zhang Yiting sighed silently, and then praised: "You are such a good person,"
"Good man," Ling Cang scratched his head: "This is the first time someone has praised me like this."
"You are so good at joking,"
"My life itself is a big joke," Ling Cang laughed at himself: "Actually, you don't need to thank me, you should thank Hong Xue,"
"Oh, yes, of course," Zhang Yiting seemed not to take Hong Xue to heart, and the conversation changed again: "By the way, will you come tomorrow?"
"What to do,"
"eat,"
"Oh, maybe..." Ling Cang felt that now that he was worth 200 million, it seemed that he should go out to eat something more upscale, go to a seafood restaurant and ask for two bowls of bird's nests to rinse his mouth, instead of hanging around in big restaurants. Gear stalls.
"Well, I'll wait for you," Zhang Yiting smiled sweetly, her black eyes exuding a beautiful look under the starlight.
Ling Cang's attention was not on Zhang Yiting, and he was still thinking "My two hundred million" in his heart. For the next time, Ling Cang was in a daze. What did others say to him? What was the teacher saying in class? I don't remember anything about what was said.
When the time agreed with Sikong You arrived, Ling Cang rushed there at seven o'clock in the morning. However, to Ling Cang's great disappointment, Sikong You was not there.
"You old fool," Ling Cang kicked the door hard several times and cursed viciously: "If you don't hurry up and write me a check, why don't you go out for a walk early in the morning?"
Jiang Mingxian just came home in the morning and went directly to the study to handle official business. Jiang Wenxuan asked the servant to prepare lunch and brought it in herself: "Brother, I just got off the plane, let's take a rest first."
"No, I have too much work, and I will be delayed when I take a break."
"Then you can't be too tired," Jiang Wenxuan put the breakfast tray on the desk and asked softly, "How are things going in the capital?"
"It's difficult," Jiang Mingxian shook his head worriedly: "One billion, not even a penny less,"
"We are the most powerful company and we have cooperated with them so many times. Why are they so tough this time?"
"Because a very strong competitor has appeared," Jiang Mingxian closed the folder with a solemn expression: "Have you heard of the Long Family in Southeast Asia?"
"Of course, their leader seems to be named Long Jianyue. He was engaged in finance and plantation in Southeast Asia in his early years. After entering the country, he was engaged in international trade."
"Sister, your news is a bit out of date. The Long family has long stopped engaging in international trade and has begun to engage in infrastructure construction." Jiang Mingxian looked at the cover of the folder with dull eyes and said slowly: "During this period Since then, Long Jianyue has been in Beijing and won several projects, and it was she who competed with us for this project."
"So that's it." Jiang Wenxuan was a little worried after hearing this: "I have heard a little bit about Long Jianyue's personality. Her style of doing things is very bold, and she takes decisive and quick actions. Sometimes she will use any means to achieve her goals."
"That's right," Jiang Mingxian nodded heavily: "Currently, in order to seize the market, she doesn't even consider the cost. This time, in order to win this project, her quotation was more than 50 million lower than ours. If we hadn't had so many people in the Ministry of Railways, relationship, I’m afraid I’ll lose to her from the beginning,”
"Let's put it this way, this billion in guarantee money really cannot be discounted..."
"That's right." After a moment of silence, Jiang Mingxian said again: "Forget it, if you can't win, you will be defeated. Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Yeah, let's talk about something happy..." Jiang Wenxuan hurriedly changed the topic: "I have a friend who just came back from Africa. He consigned a batch of South African abalone at a high price and gave me some. I invited the master of Yipinge , I will make oysters and South African abalone for you tonight, this is your favorite dish,"
"This..." Jiang Mingxian was a little embarrassed, but still refused: "I have plans for the evening, so let's change it to another day."
"What arrangement,"
"Eating with Zhao Xinru,"
"Brother..." Jiang Wenxuan curled her lips and hesitated before continuing: "Originally, I shouldn't interfere in your life, but have you noticed that Pudding is very opposed to the two of you being together?"
"She is a child, what does she know?" Jiang Mingxian waved his hand and said a little unhappily: "Wenxuan, it's not me who blames you, it's you who spoiled her bad and made her always so willful. What happened? They all want to intervene,"
"Pudding is still young. Even if you put her opinions aside, can you still listen to what others have to say?"
"Others, which people,"
"like me,"
"Oh," Jiang Mingxian smiled and asked meaningfully: "You also have opinions."
"Brother, I know that people in your circle often hire celebrities and so on. Taking a celebrity out to socialize is indeed very respectable, but it's just a short-term fun. There is no need to marry him home."
"Wenxuan, your sister-in-law has passed away many years ago. I have been single all these years. Even if I want to remarry now, it is my personal right to live."
"I know that you have been quite lonely all these years...but have you really considered it maturely for Zhao Xinru?"
"this one……"
"To be honest, I don't like Zhao Xinru. This person seems to be very upright, but in fact she is very scheming. Moreover, her social image is not good. If she marries her, I'm afraid it will affect our family's reputation," Jiang Wenxuan observed. Looking at Jiang Mingxian's look, he continued cautiously: "She used to be a sugar daddy and a director, and the Jingcheng hotel left a lot of her room opening records. Finally, she played a crazy character and became famous in one fell swoop. This fame, She started to float up, wearing a Japanese military flag outfit and taking pictures..."
When Jiang Wenxuan said these words, she was a little worried that Jiang Mingxian would get angry, but strangely, Jiang Mingxian turned a deaf ear to Zhao Xinru's negative comments, and finally just waved her hand: "Okay, I understand, you go out first, I want to have breakfast "
Jiang Wenxuan left the study and came to the living room. She was upset about the security deposit and Zhao Xinru. She wanted to find someone or something to vent her anger to. However, the servants at home knew her temper well and saw that this rich lady did not look beautiful. , all hid.
Jiang Wenxuan couldn't find anyone who could teach her a lesson, so she remembered Ling Cang for some reason, so she immediately called him: "Hey, boy, today is the end of the day, what happened to your 200 million yuan?"
Ling Cang was sitting on the side of the road, stupidly waiting for Sikong You to come back. When he heard Jiang Wenxuan's voice, he was immediately startled: "Ah... I've already got the money, what's wrong?"
"Then when will you send it to me to open my eyes?" Jiang Wenxuan did not always sound stern when she was sarcastic. Instead, she often smiled: "I have never seen what 200 million yuan put together looks like. I hope I hope you can open my eyes,"
"This... isn't cash, it's a check," Ling Cang stood up and looked around, but Si Kongyou was still nowhere to be seen.
"Checks are also fine," Jiang Wenxuan's voice became more and more gentle: "Even antiques are fine. Anyway, as long as you come up with something worth two one, I will be yours,"
"Ah..." Ling Cang didn't even see the shadow of the check, so he felt a little guilty when he spoke: "I will definitely give it to you. You should quickly change into a thong now. I like this."
"No problem," Jiang Wenxuan laughed uncontrollably: "I have all kinds of underwear. As long as you can spend 200 million, pick whatever you want and I will wear it in front of you."
"That's great," Ling Cang felt his blood surge when he heard this, and the little brother reluctantly bought a small tent.
"But you can't get the money,"
"Didn't you agree that I would leave Minghai?"
"Yes, I want you to leave Minghai, but you can't leave silently, otherwise it will be too easy for you,"
"You want me to leave in a grand way," Ling Cang said helplessly, "I don't want to be a martyr yet,"
"You don't need to be a martyr, just be a saint for once," Jiang Wenxuan said, her voice suddenly turned cold: "I want you to bare your upper body, and hang two signs on your neck, one behind the other, that read 'I "He's a down-and-out liar" and "The toad wants to eat swan meat, I want to marry the eldest daughter of the Jiang family," and then walked around all the main streets in Minghai,"
"You are too cruel,"
"This is how you treat people like you," Jiang Wenxuan snorted, and said in a threatening tone: "Of course, you don't have to do this and leave Minghai quietly, but I will send someone to capture you, and then do as I say The method is to escort you around the whole city of Minghai,"
"Okay," Ling Cang gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "I admit it just to see you wearing a thong."
"Come now,"
"Now,"
"Otherwise you want me to wait until you do,"
"Today counts as before 12 o'clock in the morning. We just agreed to get the money today, but we didn't specify when."
"Okay, I have nothing to do today anyway, I'm just waiting for you,"
"Where can I find you? The Jiang family mansion,"
"Are you kidding? A person of your status deserves to be in and out of the Jiang family mansion," Jiang Wenxuan sneered and told Ling Cang: "You come to my own place."
"So, I am not qualified to go to the Jiang family mansion, but I am qualified to enter your place,"
"Don't be complacent. After you leave, I will have someone clean it from the inside out and replace all the furniture, appliances and carpets." Jiang Wenxuan left an address and then hung up the phone unceremoniously.
Just as Ling Cang put away his cell phone, Sikong You came back with a pack of steaming fried dough sticks in his hand. Ling Cang hurried over and grabbed Sikong You's collar: "Where did you die?"
"I went out for morning exercise and bought breakfast." Sikong You was a little unhappy: "You really think that I can't do anything and just wait for you to come over every day to do things."
"Stop talking nonsense and come out with the money. The money is here,"
"What time is it now?" Sikong You smiled helplessly, "Do you know what time the bank will open?"
"I believe you are smart, resourceful, and loyal to my father," Ling Cang complimented with a dry smile, "So this problem won't trouble you,"
"It's true that money can make all the difference. I gave you 200 million, and your words became so pleasant." Sikong You looked Ling Cang up and down, and finally said: "You are lucky. I wrote out the check yesterday, but at home..."
When Sikong You opened the door and took out the check, Ling Cang took it and ran away without even saying "goodbye", straight to Jiang Wenxuan's mansion.
Jiang Wenxuan had a villa of her own, not far from Sikong You. After Ling Cang arrived, she tidied her clothes and rang the doorbell triumphantly.
Outside the villa is a white courtyard wall more than two meters high. The top is made of iron ornaments to form an anti-theft fence. There are monitors at the four corners. After a while, the door does not open, but a message comes from the intercom next to the door. The voice of a middle-aged woman: "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Jiang Wenxuan," Ling Cang said and adjusted his collar again. He felt that as Jiang Wenxuan's prospective fiancé, he should appear in a radiant image.
There was a soft buzzing sound above his head. Ling Cang looked up and found that a monitor was pointed at him.
"Little girl, let me give you a laugh," Ling Cang forced out a very ugly smile, and then urged: "Hurry up and open the door."
The voice on the intercom was very cold and told Ling Cang word for word: "I'm sorry, you made a mistake. The person who lives here is not named Jiang."
"Are you kidding?" Ling Cang was startled: "Jiang Wenxuan clearly left me this address, how could she say it wrong?"
"It's just wrong," the voice was still cold: "Leave immediately, otherwise I will call the police."
"Am I being tricked by Jiang Wenxuan?" Ling Cang thought for a while and found it impossible, because Jiang Wenxuan would not do anything good by doing this. With her temperament, she should design a more complicated trap to deal with herself, and would not do such a boring thing. .
"Open the door quickly," Ling Cang got a little angry and kicked the door with his foot, making a loud "bang" sound.
The security guard patrolling nearby heard this and immediately drew out his baton and rushed towards Lingcang: "Hey, who are you? Leave immediately."