Chapter 8： The miserable meeting is about to begin?

The door opened.

"It's actually you."

"Wow... it's you!"

The two were surprised at the same time, because it was a coincidence.

This client is the yoga beauty I met last time.

At this time, she wore a tight-fitting yoga suit to outline her figure to the extreme, with a sense of line.

Jiang Chen asked, "Do you practice yoga at home?"

"Yes, I am a private yoga teacher."

The yoga beauty was very happy to see Jiang Chen, "I sent you a message yesterday, but you didn't reply to me. Did you bother you?"

After the last encounter, she sent three messages to Jiang Chen to express her gratitude, but the other party did not reply, which made her very depressed.

Is it because you have no attraction to the other party at all?

Obviously not, her figure can be said to be the best, with a 99 points, and a face value of at least 90 points.

Jiang Chen shook his head: "It's not. I don't use WeChat often, so I might not pay attention."

"It's not annoying me. I usually don't take the initiative to find someone to chat. Just now I heard your voice on the phone, and I was thinking that the voice is very similar to you, but I didn't expect it to be you."

The yoga beauty is very excited, she thinks it must be an arrangement from heaven, otherwise it won't be so predestined.

"I was actually surprised."

Jiang Chen Yangguang smiled.

"My name is An Qing, what's your name, brother?" An Qing flashed a pair of clear eyes.

"My name is Jiang Chen."

"The name is really nice, brother, are you generally in charge of this area?" An Qing took the initiative to bring up the topic.

"Yes, it's probably responsible for this one, you see there are still a few left."

Jiang Chen lifted the two small couriers in his hands.

An Qing's eyes rolled back and forth: "Brother, you'll send it later, I have an urgent matter and I need your help."

She felt that this time we must seize the opportunity to understand the depth and enhance the relationship, otherwise...

This period of heavenly marriage will slip away from my fingertips~

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Jiang Chen was stunned, and was pulled into the room by An Qing.

Strap on the door.

An Qing took Jiang Chen to her bedroom.

"Brother, you sit on the bed first."

Jiang Chen sat on the bed and looked around.

An Qing looks like a mature elder sister, very feminine, and the room is relatively clean.

An Qing took a laptop and handed it to Jiang Chen, her voice was full of alluring appeal:

"Brother, my computer seems to be broken, you can help me see it."

"Virus?"

"I don't know, you can help me see it."

"Ok."

Jiang Chen skillfully turned on the laptop. The desktop of the computer was An Qing's private selfie, a **** stunner.

Looking at the disks, it turned out that several disks were full.

"Your computer, there is too much rubbish, it hasn't been cleaned, and there is no big problem."

Jiang Chen said something, and then began to clean up the disk junk with the computer housekeeper.

"Let me Kangkang, I won't know how to clean it up~"

An Qing approached Jiang Chen as she said, getting closer and closer.

The perfume on her body is very fragrant and very good.

"Look, that's it, that's it."

Jiang Chen flicked his finger on the touchpad and taught these operations briefly.

An Qing Limao smiled and said coquettishly in her royal sister's voice:

"I still can't, you teach me step by step."

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and glanced at An Qing, but instead of piercing her directly, he grabbed her hand and operated it again.

"Brother, my hands seem to be sweating."

An Qing grabbed Jiang Chen's big hand with both hands, rubbed Jiang Chen's palm with her palm, and clasped her fingers tightly.

"I was caught by you, and now I am yours."

An Qing said to her elder brother, the caller's heart is itchy.

"Shut up."

Jiang Chen raised his brows and kissed her lips.

"Ok..."

Just listened to An Qing's scream, closed her eyes, and began to enjoy this dreamlike feeling.

Um... brother is so domineering... but... but...

......

......

"This woman is simply a fairy, and even someone as serious as me can't hold it."

After staying at An Qing's home for three or four hours, Jiang Chen didn't leave her home until An Qing was lying on the bed tired.

[Ding... special event complete! Sign in successfully! Awarded 17.6% shares of Ziyuan Group worth 930 million yuan! 】

【congratulations! Become the third largest shareholder of Ziyuan Catering Group! 】

"No, this also completes the special event!"

Jiang Chen was a little surprised.

17.6% of the shares have 930 million. Isn't this group worth over 50 billion?

This is too awesome for a catering industry, right?

The Ziyuan Catering Group with this kind of financial resources should be regarded as the leader in the industry!

Toot toot~~

Jiang Chen answered the phone.

"Hello, Qiu Wentao? What's wrong."

"Oh, Jiang Chen, the classmates gathering at Ziyuan Restaurant tomorrow, do you remember?"

"remember."

"At 7:30 in the evening, we have booked box 606 of the Ziyuan Restaurant, but this time the party is for AA. You must bring some money and don't be embarrassed."

"Oh, I see."

The phone hung up.

Ziyuan Restaurant?

No wonder it's so familiar.

......

time flies.

One day passed in a flash.

The night in the imperial capital is shining brightly.

Ziyuan Restaurant on Shengyang Street.

Ziyuan Restaurant has a history of more than one hundred years and is enduring. The dishes, environment and service are all impeccable. It can be said to be one of the best restaurants in the Imperial Capital.

Qiu Wentao brought a few classmates to the hotel.

Usually, he is very familiar with this hotel because he is receiving customers, and it is AA, so he booked it here.

Those classmates who hadn't seen anything in the world followed him weakly. They didn't dare to show one, for fear that they would be laughed at by others.

It's normal. Although they graduated from a prestigious middle school, they have only worked for two years now, and they have no chance to eat in a hotel of this level.

Seeing a few classmates dare not say anything but promise, Qiu Wentao smiled slightly and began to help the classmates.

"Don't be so cautious, everyone. We are guests. Just treat this as our own home. Let's go. I booked Box 606."

Obviously, Qiu Wentao has become the leader among several students, and he naturally has a sense of superiority.

......

Box 606 is very lively.

The students have already started the competition.

"Oh, today's meal made my less-rich family even worse."

"I checked it. The per capita is 600 yuan. Isn't it fragrant if I make a 648?"

"My credit card is overdrawn. I haven't paid back the flowers this month. Who will lend me a little later?"

"Oh, **** AA system, I was eating instant noodles tonight, but Qiu Wentao had to let me come."

The current class reunion, the atmosphere has changed, and it has long been different from the previous pretend congress.

What is more popular now is the miserable meeting, the crying poor meeting.

At this time, the door opened.

A man and a woman walked in.

The male is Zhang Sirui, and the female is Banhua Yaqin.

Zhang Sirui had been chasing Yaqin, but Yaqin could not have been chased so easily. It was a mere 700,000-800,000 Mercedes-Benz that barely managed to get in.

When Qiu Wentao saw Zhang Sirui and Banhua Yaqin come in together, his expression instantly drenched.

Ma!

This is coming!