At noon the next day, Jiang Liu was invited to his residence to rest.
I, Baigui, am indeed one of the top financial controllers in the island country, and the house I live in is completely at the community level.
There are all kinds of rockeries in an endless stream. From what I’m saying, it seems like you can play golf here?
The place where rich people live is really luxurious.
You know, even the luxurious villa where the God of Gamblers Chu Xiangnan lives does not have such a large area.
"Mr. Jiang Liu, welcome to my humble home."
I am a white ghost and I am still so lazy in my clothes. With my mixed-race face and this sloppy make-up, I don’t have a unique style.
It's no wonder that women who have fallen for themselves are eager to cling to him.
In the Evil Ghost Dance Hall before, the light and vision were not very good, so Jiang Liu did not carefully observe how I looked like a white ghost.
Now it seems that his appearance is quite unique.
He has an angular face and a height of about 1.8 meters. He is neither fat nor thin, but his muscle lines are extremely clear.
This kind of man, if placed in the entertainment industry, would definitely be an idol-level existence.
In fact, if Jiang Liu investigates, he will know that I, Baigui, have also made his own movies, but...those movies cannot be watched by those under a certain age.
Jiang Liu entered his home, took a convertible car, and drove for five minutes before arriving at the open-air villa on the back hillside from the door.
This once again refreshed Jiangliu's understanding of luxury.
Some luxury is inner self-cultivation, and some is the luxury revealed on the surface.
It's not that which kind of luxury is better, it's just that this kind of extravagance really makes Jiang Liu dislike it.
"Sir, guest, please."
The driver of the convertible opened the door and said these words respectfully.
Jiang Liu left the convertible and looked at the four-story-high, attic-like house, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Mr. Baigui, you must have spent a lot of money on this house, right?" Jiang Liu suddenly asked.
"Money..." I smiled softly again: "If converted into market value, this house alone would be worth five billion island national currency."
Five billion island currency...
According to the ratio of 25 to 1, this villa area actually costs 200 million!
It's really expensive!
What is the concept of 200 million yuan?
Take Jiang Liu's previous thinking. After he achieved some success, he could save 30,000 yuan a month.
Save three hundred thousand a year after expenses.
Only 30 million in one hundred years...
Two hundred million, it would take nearly seven lifetimes to earn it.
Tsk tsk.
Jiang Liu thought so in his heart, but he was not envious at all.
The business I did as a ghost was not a legitimate business.
What he was selling was prohibited goods, which made Jiang Liu snort and disdain him.
After entering the inner hall, the European and American style layout immediately comes into view. This is designed by a master and also has some Feng Shui emphasis.
But in Jiang Liu's eyes, he had already lost his appreciation.
"Please take a seat."
Jiang Liu sat on the soft sofa beside him, and I, Baigui, took the main seat.
Not long after, a tall woman in maid uniform came over and poured coffee for them.
When Jiang Liu saw this maid, he couldn't help but frown slightly. This woman was the tall girl who teased him yesterday. Didn't he expect that she was actually my servant?
Jiang Liu picked up the tea and took a sip.
As if aware of Jiang Liu's gaze, I Youbaigui raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Jiang Liu, let me introduce you. She calls me You Ai Meili and she is my daughter."
"puff!"
When Jiang Liu heard this, he couldn't help but spit out the tea he just drank in his mouth.
"Female... daughter?"
"hehe."
I smiled again: "Why, are you surprised?"
"Um... how old are you this year?" Jiang Liu frowned and asked.
"Me? I'm actually... forty-six years old, Mr. Jiang Liu." I said in an astonishing voice again.
Forty...forty-six?
When Jiang Liu heard this, he was even more surprised. He looked at me and Baigui carefully up and down. He thought that I was at most a few years older than him, probably less than thirty. Who would have thought that I, again, was actually
Already forty-six years old!
Huh?
In this way, it seems doubtful that he and Muto Hanzo can be called the twin evil spirits of the island country.
They two turned out to be the same age?
"Ai Meili, go and introduce yourself to Mr. Jiang Liu."
I nodded to Ai Meili, put the plate away, put it on the table aside, and sat down next to Jiang Liu. Feng Shuo was already rubbing against Jiang Liu's arm in an instant.
Jiang Liu quickly turned to one side and said in confusion: "I am Miss Ai Meili, and I am Mr. White Ghost. What do you mean?"
"Hehehe, Mr. Jiang Liu, there is no need to be so panicked. My daughter thinks you are very good and wants to make friends with you." I said with a white smile.
"Making friends? Why?" Jiang Liu was even more puzzled.
"Because... Mr. Jiang Liu is so famous and still remains a young child. This kind of thing is really strange. My daughter couldn't help but become curious about you, Mr. Jiang Liu. She also admires your clean and self-contained nature."
Where is the man?" I said again.
"this……"
Jiang Liu rolled his eyes: "Even so, there's no need to do this, right? Speaking of which, why don't I, Miss Amelia, speak for myself, and why do you want me, Mr. White Ghost, to explain?"
"This question... I'm sorry, I can't answer you. However, if you agree to date my daughter for a while, you should know the answer." I said again.
"Dating?" Jiang Liu looked stunned, and then said in a speechless tone: "Mr. Baigui, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? Shouldn't we be gambling opponents?"
"Oh, these are all small things." I raised the corner of my mouth slightly, leaned back on the main sofa, looked at Jiang Liu intriguingly and said, "Mr. Jiang Liu, do you think I am short of your billion?"
Is it someone from the island country?”
Um!?
Jiang Liu frowned coldly when he heard this.
Yes.
No wonder I always feel like something is wrong with this matter.
I, the White Ghost, control the entire black trade of criminals. One billion island national currency may be a sky-high price for normal people, but for a being of my level, it is probably just a gamble.
Ball entertainment money.
Can he afford to go through so much trouble and agree to bet against himself for such a sum of money?
So...here comes the problem.
Since he didn't have the need, why did he agree to the bet?
As if knowing Jiang Liu's inner doubts, I chuckled and said, "Of course it's to get close to you, Mr. Jiang Liu."
When Jiang Liu heard this, his eyes suddenly shrank.
