Chapter 1236

Back at the Golden Palm gate, an Aston Martin stopped at the gate, and the exhaust pipe was emitting exhaust gas.

Lin Jiaojiao's Audi, like invisible, stopped quietly to one side.

In the golden palm, luxury cars can be seen everywhere, and Aston Martin is not very eye-catching. This is that car. The color is very strange. It looks like it has been modified.

"Boss, someone really made the car colorful black. This taste is great!" Su Yun looked at the car and couldn't stop laughing.

"It's probably the one looking for sister Lin." Zheng Ren said, "Yi Ren, I'll go down and have a word with sister Lin first."

"Yes." The Shay looked at the car without interest. Stop the car and let Zheng Ren go first. Su Yun got off the car with him. Volvo drove quietly into the underground garage.

"Sister Lin." When Zheng Ren got off the bus, Lin Jiaojiao had seen Xie Yi's Volvo. She came out of Aston Martin and introduced with a smile: "boss Zheng, this is president Meng."

Beside Lin Jiaojiao stood a man with gray hair who looked like he was 50 years old.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, short and fat, almost as tall horizontally and vertically.

Su Yun couldn't help being happy, but no matter who the person was, it was always impolite to be happy face to face. He had to work hard to hold it.

But looking back on the white, long and straight thighs of that day and the cube in front of him, Su Yun couldn't help feeling that money is really omnipotent.

"Hello, Mr. Meng." Zheng Ren held out his hand and pretended to be enthusiastic.

"Hello, boss Zheng." Meng held out his hand and shook it with Zheng Ren, then released it.

He then reached into his pocket and took out a handkerchief.

"President Meng?" Lin Jiaojiao's eyelids jumped.

In order to prevent accidents, Lin Jiaojiao told her many times. But it was just fine. This product caused trouble for itself.

"Oh." Mr. Meng realized that it seemed wrong to do so. Then he took a handkerchief and wiped the non-existent sweat and said, "boss Zheng, I'm sorry to trouble you about that day."

Then he put the handkerchief back.

Su Yun looked at her and shook her head. Lin Jiaojiao dealt with these colorful upstarts every day. I'm afraid it's very hard. However, at her commercial level, she is still in the primitive accumulation stage, and this kind of hard work must be eaten.

"Oh, it's all right. I watched the next film." Zheng Ren smiled gently and said.

"I just came back from abroad. I can't help it. I'm entangled by a big business. Thanks to Kobayashi's help." Meng always said blandly.

This belongs to the light forced flow, but beside the colorful black, how do you think it's funny.

"Mr. Meng took his children to see it today, which is the same as boss Zheng's diagnosis. He didn't say anything about the milk, but I advised Mr. Meng to be obedient." Lin Jiaojiao smiled.

When Su Yun was about to speak, Zheng Ren seemed to know what he wanted to do and said directly, "Oh, that's hard. Sister Lin, if you're okay, I'll go back first."

The short fat man frowned. His eyebrows were very light, like nothing. He only saw two meat worms wriggling gently under his forehead.

"Boss Zheng, this is a little thanks for your diagnosis." The short fat man took out a black bag from the car. Look at the sign. It's Lv.

The bag was heavy and the short fat man had a hard time holding it.

"Pooh!" Su Yun finally couldn't help but be happy.

"What do you mean?" The short fat man couldn't hang on his face and stared at Su Yun and asked.

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng, nothing else. It's just such a big bag of cash. Is it heavy? Someone wanted to send cash last time. I think it's too troublesome." Su Yun's words sounded very gentle, but Meng always wanted to jump up and slap him in the face.

"What do you mean?" Meng always held back and asked coldly.

"Mr. Meng, let me tell you, if you want to force with cash, you'd better have a subordinate. You see, Zou Jiahua of Xiangjiang does a good job. He is a housekeeper and a secretary. He asks someone to deliver cash. It's quite impressive to open more than a dozen boxes." Su Yun smiled and made no secret of his contempt, "you are so low."

Lin Jiaojiao's face changed, a little ugly. I was afraid of an accident. I told Mr. Meng countless times in advance. He even threw money at boss Zheng without telling himself?

If I had sent diced radish six months ago, I'm afraid it might be useful. But now, it's really useless.

Lin Jiaojiao is speechless. Forget it. Just don't fight. Boss Zheng will pay for it later.

"Who are you talking about?" Meng Zong's face suddenly changed.

"Zou Jiahua, do you know?" Su Yun said with a smile, "it's true that traditional culture is in Xiangjiang. President Meng, if you have time to learn from others, you colorful black are also very not serious."

Then Zheng Ren patted Su Yun on the shoulder, smiled at Lin Jiaojiao and said, "sister Lin, it's all right. Let's go back."

Lin Jiaojiao nodded quickly, pretended not to see Mr. Meng's ugly expression, and said with a smile, "well, it's just to say thank you. Boss Zheng doesn't have time, so let's talk about it another day."

"President Zheng? Are you waiting for me?" Song Ying got out of a business car, followed by two people in white chef clothes, carrying a lot of ingredients Zheng Rengang had just asked for.

"Oh, a friend came to see a doctor." Zheng Renjian was Song Ying and greeted him with a smile.

"Eh? Isn't this Xiao Meng?" Song Ying even knew the man. He glanced at Aston Martin painted in colorful black and smiled, "Xiao Meng, just go to see President Zheng."

"Song... Brother song." The short fat man surnamed Meng changed his face and leaned over with a flattering smile, "are you?"

"Boss Zheng wants some ingredients. Don't I hurry to deliver them." Song Ying smiled and said, "have you finished seeing a doctor?"

"Finished, finished." He wanted to bend down and tried very hard to bend down, but in theory, the cube could not bend down.

Seeing that Zheng Ren and Su Yun were going home, Song Ying knew well and said, "then go back quickly. I'll send things to boss Zheng."

Then he took two chefs and followed Zheng Ren into the golden palm.

"Manager song, do you know Mr. Meng just now?"

"I met him a few years ago. He offended others. Someone interceded with me and set up a table and a head of wine." Song Ying said with a smile, "Xiao Meng is a rich man in the countryside. I haven't seen anything in the world in my life. Last time I helped him and said to thank me. I can't see it now."

Song Ying said lightly.

Zheng Ren smiled. Manager song didn't look like a simple person.

"Manager song, don't run away in person next time. Just ask someone below to bring it." Zheng Rendao.

"When I go home, I'll bring someone by the way. I don't have to toss again." Song Ying said with a smile.

Watching several people walk into the golden palm, Lin Jiaojiao's eyes become more and more complex.

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Recommend a book, the age of great beauty by the old author Mid Autumn Festival Yueming. The cover is the most special one I have seen in many years. When I was driving, I read more than ten chapters. My writing was smooth and spicy. I put it on the bookshelf.