"What do you want more?" Jiang Leng squinted his eyes and looked at her: "Do you dare to say that you can't even find a try?"
"..." Gu Anran opened his mouth, lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
After a while of silence, Gu Anran's knees suddenly hurt and her calves trembled.
The moment the pain came, she cursed in her heart: "What the hell, who hit me?"
The moment he felt the pain, his eyes raised his head and glared angrily.
"What are you so dumbfounded about? I called you here to watch you perform sculptures?" Jiang Leng snorted.
When she met Jiang Leng's eyes, she immediately calmed down. It was Jiang Leng who slapped her knee with the cane in his hand!
Fortunately, she was clenching her teeth in pain just now so she could not blurt out the curse words in her heart.
Does she dare to confront Jiang Leng head-on? No way! Even if she hid the silver needle, she wouldn't dare to take it out and stab Jiang Leng! Even if she stings Jiang Leng and faints, there is still Chang Zhen at the door who is not easy to deal with!
The silver needle in her hand should never be used unless absolutely necessary.
"Hehehe..."
Her tight little face collapsed, and she smiled like a flower. Her white hands rubbed the knees that were hurt by the cane, "Please be merciful... If my legs are broken, I won't be able to walk, let alone help."
You are looking for someone."
Jiang Leng slowly put down his cane, his expression became calmer, and he said: "Now this business is not the same as before. I can't keep up with the development of the current business district. The business transformation is not so successful. I am not hungry or full."
Just fooling around."
Although she didn't know why Jiang Leng suddenly talked about business matters, she just knew she could praise him!
"Master Jiang, you are being humble. You are wealthy and have so many talented people under you. With their help, how could your business be in such a bad state?"
"Ha..." Jiang Leng raised the corners of his lips and sneered, "I'm so old, don't I know how I'm doing? And I still use you to compliment me?"
Gu Anran opened his eyes slightly and said with a serious face: "It's not a compliment, but it's really good! Just take out anything in your castle and it will be a priceless antique! Just auction one.
It’s enough to squander it. As for business, if you want to have fun in the business world, you can have fun. If you don’t want to, just go sightseeing. How free you are!”
"Bah! You want to sell off your property when you have no money? Doesn't that make you a prodigal?" Jiang Leng's face turned serious, his eyes widened and formed a triangle shape, looking fierce.
Jiang Leng raised his hand as if he was going to hit someone to scare Gu Anran. She was successfully frightened and leaned to the other side.
Jiang Leng's look in his eyes, his gesture of raising his hand to hit someone, coupled with his reputation for being cruel in the past, how could people not be afraid of him?
"What a coward!" Jiang Leng glanced at her mockingly and put down his hand, "If you were a man and said such worthless words, I would have beaten you to pieces!"
Seeing him put down his hand, Gu Anran sat back upright and smiled.
"I am just a weak woman who is weak and ignorant. Mr. Xie Jiang is considerate of the weak and does not have the same knowledge as me."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Gu Anran felt that when she saw Jiang Leng five years later, she felt that he was easier to get along with than five years ago. He would actually make some scary little jokes with her.
"Hmph." Jiang Leng rolled his eyes at Gu Anran and hummed again.
"..." Gu Anran still apologized, and her face almost froze with laughter. She kept in mind the saying "don't hit the smiling person" and used her smile to its maximum effect.
Jiang Leng lowered his gaze and fell on the coffee table in front of him. In addition to the tea set, there was a box of cigars on the coffee table.
He just leaned over and before he raised his hand, Gu Anran guessed his intention, stood up faster than him, and handed him the cigar on the table.
Jiang Leng held the cigar in his mouth and tilted his head slightly. Gu Anran held the weightless lighter in both hands and moved closer to the cigar. The outer shell of the lighter was made of pure gold, and a lifelike dragon was hand-carved on it.
She turned the wheel with her thumb, and there was a crisp "chi" sound, and a ball of orange flames enveloped the cigar.
Jiang Leng frowned slightly, his cheeks clenched, and he took a hard sip. The smoke stayed in his mouth for a few seconds before he slowly spit it out.
After taking a few puffs leisurely, Jiang Leng put the cigar on the ashtray, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea before saying: "I am not as good as young people in business, but I still have the same eyesight as others."
It’s comparable to mine.”
Gu Anran nodded, "Of course, Master Jiang's judgment is absolutely accurate. No one can play tricks under your nose."
Jiang Leng raised his eyes and looked at Gu Anran: "Little girl, that's why I saw it five years ago. You didn't lie to me. You must have your reason for saying that Feng Wu is not dead. You refuse to tell your reason.
, well, you have reasons that you don’t say, I won’t ask. I only have one request, you said she is not dead, you find her, as long as you can find her, I will give you whatever you want.
.”
Gu Anran frowned and said in embarrassment: "Master Jiang, since you are willing to believe what I say, why don't you believe more? I am really sure that Teacher Feng Wu is not dead, but I really don't know where to find it.
Her. But I know where you will find her in five years."
"Fart!" Jiang Leng lowered his face and slapped the table, "Can you predict the future? You have delayed me for five years, and you want to delay me for another five years? I am already old, and I still have a few more five years to give.
Are you delaying?"
Jiang Leng's palm shattered the thick glass covering the coffee table.
Gu Anran was so frightened by this that he stood up in a daze, not daring to sit calmly any longer.
She said in her heart with a white face: "Maybe my eyes were blinded by shit just now, so I thought that when I see Jiang Leng in five years, he will be easier to get along with than before. Nonsense! This is obviously because his temper has grown with age.
!”
The sound of slapping the table in the room alerted Chang Zhen outside the door. Chang Zhen pushed the door open and stood at the door of the reception room, stretching his neck to look inside. Jiang Leng waved to him, and he handed him a wish for good luck.
He glanced at Gu Anran and turned around to go out.
"Your hand is bleeding. Can I help you treat the wound first?" Gu Anran lowered his eyes and asked softly.
"No need!" Jiang Leng shook his face impatiently, "Now, tell me something nice. How long will it take to find Feng Wu? I know you may have a lot of difficulties in finding Feng Wu. How much will it cost?
,I will give you as many people as you need."
Gu Anran boldly asked in a low voice: "How about you search in newspapers across the country? The scope of searching for people in newspapers is wider and more efficient..."
A sneer came from Jiang Leng's throat, "Everyone knows she is dead! A fire burned her and her family to ashes. I am going to publish it in the newspaper? Not to mention whether the newspaper company dares to publish it for me.
Looking for a dead person, if I did this thing of going to the newspaper to find a dead person, I would be treated as mentally ill and sent to a mental hospital!"