Jiang Siming hesitated for a moment, but it was no big deal. He took off his mask and revealed his true face.
"Wow, Mr. Jiang, you are so handsome! You are the most handsome man I have ever seen." The girl praised.
"Thanks."
"Then, goodbye."
"See you."
After saying that, the girl left, walked out of the bank and got into a super car that was as rare as his poison. Finally, she waved to Jiang Siming from the car window and left.
Jiang Siming smiled, feeling a little miraculous about what he had experienced today.
This girl's net worth is definitely not simple.
Eva Arnott.
This is this girl's name.
Arnault, Jiang Siming remembers, the richest man in France is named Bernard Arnault.
Li Chunlan came to pick him up on time, and Jiang Siming also got into the car and left Times Square.
The transaction between the two has left a rather big legend in Times Square in Paris.
Earning 140 million US dollars by carving something out of the house is really lower than the chance of buying a national football team and playing in the World Cup.
As soon as he returned to the hotel, Jiang Siming received a text message from Eva Arnott, and the two exchanged phone numbers before leaving.
[Mr. Jiang, your wooden cow and flowing horse are really amazing. My dad said that this deal is worth it. He also wants to talk to you about this technical cooperation. You can set the price as you like. Are you interested? 】
Jiang Siming was speechless. His daughter spent 140 million US dollars on a wooden toy on the street, and the father actually thought it was worth it.
It's great to have money, but it's not a big deal.
Qianyi actually gave him a reward of 100 million, so there is no need to make too much of a fuss.
Jiang Siming decisively replied and rejected Eva. It doesn't matter if Jiang Siming is just selling a work, but if it involves China's inherited skills, he will not sell it.
However, a phone call came, and it was from Zhao Xuan.
"Dear husband, I heard that you picked up a super rich girl in Paris, France."
Zhao Xuan's charming voice reached Jiang Siming's ears, which made Jiang Siming feel itchy.
"Who said that? How can I pick up girls? Your husband and I are just making money, okay?"
Jiang Siming denied it. Of course he had to deny it. This time he really had a clear conscience and wanted to attack.
Zhao Xuan covered her mouth and snickered on the phone, saying: "We have all watched the live broadcast, and we still want to quibble."
"I...."
"Okay, I'm calling you because I want you to be a wooden cow and a horse next time you go home. We all want to see it. You can't favor one over the other, right?"
"Okay, okay, isn't it okay for me to do it? I'll make a prototype version for you. That's okay, right?"
Jiang Siming shook his head helplessly. His wives were all jealous and they needed to be coaxed.
"That's good, that's pretty much it."
"What are you doing? Have you thought about me?" Jiang Siming asked.
"What else can we do? It's already past ten o'clock in the evening here. We just finished playing mahjong together and are ready to go to bed."
"You will actually enjoy it."
Jiang Siming smiled fondly, and then opened the LILI voice video.
Soon, the face of a beautiful young woman appeared in the video, along with various younger young women.
Any man in the world would probably drool after looking at the whole family's magical looks.
"Brother, you should come back early after the game."
"Yes, sister Jiang Lan will be lonely without you."
"Sister Yingzi, you just like to laugh at me."
...
The girls were talking to each other, but Jiang Siming didn't say much, and just made a gesture to the screen, kissing them and making them blush.
"By the way, Oppa, "My Love from the Star" premiered today on SBS in South Korea. Soon you will become the best husband to audiences around the world, hehe~"
Lin Yoona smiled and winked, with a playful look on her face.
Jiang Siming sighed, he could already imagine how many people would make fun of him.
My biggest regret is taking this drama...
After chatting with the girls for a long time, it was time to call it quits.
Zhao Xiaoxiao rushed over with a toothbrush in his mouth.
"Dad, remember to come back after the game. You promised me one thing. You won't forget it."
Zhao Xiaoxiao puffed out her cheeks, foaming at the corners of her mouth, and made a whining sound when she spoke.
If Jiang Siming didn't know her so well, he wouldn't even know what this girl said.
"Okay, I got it, don't worry, sleep well."
After calling his family, Jiang Siming hung up the phone. Thinking of his wives at home, he always felt a little itchy.
After the Nascent Soul stage, I became even more eager for ‘cultivation’.
But it’s too long to go back and forth now, the game is about to start.
Jiang Siming's eyes lit up. He calculated the time and found that there were still five hours before the competition. Why not go to Yitian Zhongshan for a visit?
hey-hey...
....
The fourth game will still be held at the Paris E-Sports Arena.
And Jiang Siming has almost become a sure winner.
Almost all the audience coming now are his fans.
After all, fans of other players know clearly that their idols are out of luck, so why waste their time coming to watch them live?
Wouldn't it be better to stay at home and save the ticket money, and watch the live broadcast on the computer while lying on the sofa while eating snacks and fruits?
The scene was full of spectators holding signs supporting Jiang Siming, if it weren't for so many computers.
Everyone would think this is Jiang Siming’s solo concert.
In the fourth game, the map was randomly refreshed. Unexpectedly, it was a desert map.
Seeing this map, many players felt a lot of relief.
The main reason is that they are more familiar with the old maps and have more confidence.
It's just that they didn't think about it. Even so, Jiang Siming is also very familiar with him, so there's nothing wrong...
Jiang Siming's position is in the middle this time, and there is an old friend sitting next to him, Mey. It's really a narrow road for enemies.
snort!
Mey saw Jiang Siming beside her and said nothing with a cold face.
He hated Jiang Siming very much.
It was Jiang Siming who trampled his Faze under his feet.
Even in this individual player competition, he and Jam were defeated.
Now there are two of them, Jam is ranked 45th and he is ranked 5th.
The two of them are top players and super masters. How can they be willing to be beaten like this?
It's a pity that he ignored Jiang Siming, and Jiang Siming was even more lazy to pay attention to him.
Mey sat on his left, and there was an old acquaintance on his right. This time he was a real old friend, 17shou.
Jiang Siming was having a lively chat with 17shou throughout the whole process, and he treated Mey like nothing.
"My God, please use your magical powers and let me get some points. Please don't kill me again."
"Brother, I don't want to either. How do I know who is who?"
"I don't care, you killed me several times, and you won't be able to prepare for a few big meals when you return home."
"Wow, you are blackmailing me. Why do I feel like you are saying this just for this feast?"
"How is that possible, hahaha."
The two chatted and laughed heartily, and Mey felt that her ears could not hear Jiang Siming's voice for a moment.
"Referee, they are talking too loudly, can you shut them up?"
Go sue the referee.
"The game hasn't started yet, so you can talk normally."
Who would have thought that the referee only gave him this sentence, leaving Mey speechless. (To be continued)