Chapter 605: Is this called a relative of a good friend?

Chapter 605: This is called the relative of a good friend?

The plane from Linchuan to Shanghai took off on time. After climbing, it reached the flight altitude and began to become stable.

In the spacious seats of the first class cabin, flight attendants with good figures and stockings are walking around with moving smiles on their faces. As long as you call, they will squat in front of you and patiently listen to your appeal.

However, Jiang Qin was not interested at all, and he looked like a gentleman.

Even the flight attendant lady who brought the meal didn’t look askance at me, fully demonstrating what it means to be a gentleman.

When the stewardess walked by, Jiang Qin turned his head confidently and looked at the rich woman sitting next door.

The little rich woman was lying in front of the porthole at this time, staring at the plane breaking through the clouds, her eyes shining brightly, and her attention did not seem to be focused on him.

The corner of Jiang Qin's mouth twitched, thinking that if I had known better, I would have taken a second look. The stewardess wearing stockings is still very charming.

“It’s time to eat, little rich woman.”

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“After getting off the plane, I went to my aunt’s house for lunch.”

Feng Nanshu was very interested in this kind of animated villain. She lay in his arms and watched intently. Sometimes she couldn't help but laugh softly.

The two and a half hours from Linchuan to Shanghai was quite boring. Jiang Qin read the proceedings of the Internet conference while eating, and then casually fed the European bread with the meal to the little rich woman.

Feng Nanshu raised his face and said, "Take Auntie with you too."

“I’m going to a meeting tomorrow. There are a lot of people there. Do you want to wait for me at my aunt’s house, or go with me?”

Jiang Qin pulled the blanket to his chest, turned to look at the little rich woman, and seemed to ask casually.

Then Jiang Qin turned sideways, held her in his arms, swiped across the screen, found a movie "Kung Fu Panda" and poked it in.

The little rich woman saw his hand reaching over, opened her mouth and took a bite, leaving a nice shape.

After finishing their meal, several passengers in the back row had fallen asleep, and the cabin was silent.

After finishing speaking, Boss Jiang was slightly startled, and suddenly felt like he was taking his wife back to her parents' home.

Feng Nanshu came over after hearing this. The main point was that he couldn't resist any temptation from his brother.

The last time he came to Shanghai to develop a group buying business, Feng Nanshu, Gao Wenhui, and Wang Haini came to see him. Later, they returned to Linchuan together. The little rich woman praised this delicious food.

Jiang Qin glanced at the almost finished airplane meal and said, "It makes sense, but we also need to eat from aunt's house. After all, we are here to visit relatives."

“Jiang Qin, this seems to be lunch.”

“I want to go with you.”

Feng Nanshu withdrew his gaze, opened the lunch box, and began to eat obediently.

“There are still two hours left, do you want to come over and watch a movie?”

Although the first-class seats are spacious, it is still difficult to seat two people apart, but there is no problem if you hold them in your arms.

Fortunately, the little rich woman didn't notice. She tore open her bag, stretched out her hand and fed Jiang Qin a mouthful.

“But aunt seems to miss you very much.”

Good friends are like this, they always like to feed them.

Jiang Qin immediately became serious: "Why can't this good friend become Feng Nanshu? You are discriminating against my good friend, and I will not agree to it."

He Yijun was in disbelief: "How can you be so confident?"

“I’m right, what should I be afraid of!”

“But your reasoning is ridiculous. How can you and Feng Nanshu be considered friends? You are basically in love.”

"Old He, don't talk nonsense! My friendship with her is comparable to that of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi! I even hope that hundreds of years from now, when students write essays about friendship, they will be able to cite not only them as examples, but also There are Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu!"

??????”

Feng Nanshu had just put her bag on the sofa when she saw her uncle making tea for her to drink.

But the little rich woman didn't drink it, but thought of giving it to Jiang Qin who was outside the door, and also helped He Yijun get a drink by the way.

But as soon as she walked behind the two of them and handed the teacup in her hand out a little, she heard He Yijun speak seriously.

“If you can, you two should not get married in the future.”

Feng Nanshu bluffed her face and instantly withdrew the cup of tea she handed to He Yijun, giving him a bunch of bad guy cards in her heart.

Jiang Qin looked at He Yijun in disbelief: "Old He, there is something wrong with your three views. How can a good friend get married? You are insulting our pure friendship by asking this question."

“Then you swear.”

"no."

"Why?"

Jiang Qin pursed his lips and said, "Because I'm really superstitious."

He Yijun: “...”

Feng Nanshu stayed behind the two of them for a moment, his eyes gradually narrowed, and a trace of joy flashed through his eyes.

Jiang Qin spoke again: "Lao He, I know that the combined shares of Pintuan and Qin's Real Estate exceed 50%. You are afraid that it will be just a wedding dress, but you have known me for so long, you should know What kind of person am I, right?”

He Yijun's mouth twitched: "I know, if you don't pick up money when you go out, it will be lost."

"This is a misunderstanding that others have about me. In fact, I don't like money, so you don't have to worry. Although the friendship between Feng Nanshu and I may be extremely sublimated and get out of control, I will never take advantage of others."

"real?"

Jiang Qin nodded, and suddenly remembered something: "I remember that you were always the one taking the lead in the cooperation with Qin's Real Estate, right? I also warned you at the time, how could a company have land and funds but not score points? A piece of cake for you?”

He Yijun was stunned for a moment: "That seems to be the case."

"Yes, I also told you that it was a piece of land, not a courier. I asked you to be careful in case there are pitfalls. But you see, there is indeed a pitfall!"

Jiang Qin said with a serious face, and his tone had the feeling of "if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss before your eyes", but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, which made He Yijun look confused.

Damn it, there really was a trap. Why didn’t you tell me that the trap was you?

But... then again, Wan Zhong's current market value has increased tens of thousands of times. Not to mention the nearly 50% of the shares he holds now, even if it is only 1%, it is no longer comparable to the past.

And the resources that everyone eats are also provided by Jiang Qin, so he does not suffer any loss.

Jiang Qin knew that He Yijun had convinced him, so he turned around and planned to go back, only to see Feng Nanshu standing behind them with a cute look on his face.

“Why don’t you come in, my dear friend?”

“I’ll serve you tea with Lao He. He’s a good man.”