I’m 8 Million Poor

The two people looked at each other, and the ambiguous atmosphere that had just gotten up a little disappeared instantly because of Ji Chen’s hiccup. Jiang Baiwan couldn’t help laughing, Ji Chen’s face turned dark and he opened his mouth to talk, but he belched unexpectedly.

Jiang Baiyu’s smiling stomach hurts. She shook her hands and poured a glass of water for Ji Chen. She lowered her head and tried to squeeze a smile, but from time to time she still babbled. In order to prevent himself from hiccups, Ji Chen didn’t have time to worry about Jiang Bowang, so he finally drank two glasses of water before he suppressed his full hiccups.

It’s just that his overbearing president image has been completely destroyed.

“If you can’t eat it, don’t have to squeeze it.” Jiang Baiwan rubbed his cheek, feeling that he would burst into laughter. Ji Chen was rather helpless. He wanted to defend himself with a few words, but he felt that everything was in vain. In the end, he could only smile helplessly: “Because the noodles you cooked are delicious, I don’t want to waste it.”

Jiang Baiwan pressed his cheek to tell him not to laugh again: “Well, I know, you don’t need to explain more.” As he said, Jiang Baiwan couldn’t help but began to laugh again.

Ji Chen looked at her with faint eyes: “Is it funny?”

Jiang Baiwan stopped his voice instantly, with a serious and innocent expression: “No, it’s not funny, really.” Ji Chen shook his head and stood up: “I’ll take you back. It’s too late. It’s not safe for you to go home alone.”

“It’s okay, no need.” Jiang Baiwan didn’t notice the entanglement in Ji Chen’s heart. She simply rejected him, “I want to ride a battery car home by myself, otherwise I will walk over tomorrow. The weather is now It’s still hot, and I refuse to walk.”

Jiang Baiwan really changed. He didn’t even want to ride in his car, he just wanted to go back. Ji Chen laughed, and finally respected Jiang Baiwan’s thoughts, but he asked the driver to follow Jiang Baiwan all the way.

In the dead of night, a battery car was slowly riding in the street, followed by a luxury car, which also matched the speed of the battery car. Fortunately, the place where Jiang Baiwan lives is not far away, otherwise Ji Chen’s luxury car will definitely get a ticket.

“Okay, I’m home,” Jiang Baiwan stopped the car and waved at Ji Chen, “You also go back quickly.”

Ji Chen sat in the car and nodded to Jiang Baiwan, until he watched her run upstairs, Ji Chen asked the driver to start the car.

I was a little embarrassed today, but I was a little happy to have the noodles made by Jiang Baiwan himself. Ji Chen sat in the car, squinting-it seems that she is just not good at making Mala Tang.

The car gradually drove into the wealthy area, and finally stopped in front of a villa. Ji Chen got out of the car, and someone immediately opened the door for him. Inside the door, all the servants stood in two rows, while the butler stood by the door and bowed his head to say hello to Ji Chen: “Ji, welcome home.”

“Yeah.” Ji Chen responded indifferently, and gave his coat to the housekeeper. The housekeeper took over Ji Chen’s coat and the servants dispersed.

Ji Chen originally planned to go upstairs, but before he reached the stairs, he was stopped by the people in the living room: “Why? Go upstairs as soon as you get home, and come here for me.

Ji Chen didn’t change his face, and walked slowly to the living room. I saw a middle-aged man with a serious face sitting there on the sofa in the living room. His temples were a little pale, but his face was still gentle and handsome, and he was similar to Ji Chen.

Seeing Ji Chen coming over, Ji Hongfa coughed dryly and said to him: “Why do you come back so late these days? Don’t tell me that the company is busy with business, I know, Haochen has nothing to do now You didn’t work overtime for particularly busy things.”

Sitting on the sofa, Ji Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard Ji Hongfa say this: “You have already finished speaking, what else do I need to say?”

Ji Hongfa glared at his son: “What did you do?”

“…It’s nothing,” Ji Chen paused, then said, “Go and see if my new investment business can work.”

Ji Hongfa looked at his son suspiciously: “New investment business? What did you invest in? Jewelry or real estate?” Ji Chen did not hesitate: “Ma La Tang.”

Ji Hongfa almost sprayed out the tea from his mouth, but even so, he was choked. Ji Hongfa sat on the sofa, coughing and staring at Ji Chen, thinking that this kid might have broken his…head at work: “Cough cough cough…you just…cough cough cough…what did you say?”

“Ma La Tang,” Ji Chen repeated, “This kind of snack is very suitable for development. I already have a complete plan. If you want to see it later, I can show it to you.”

After speaking, Ji Chen stood up: “I am very tired, and I went to my room to rest. If you have nothing to do, take a rest early.”

Looking at the back of Ji Chen leaving, Ji Hongfa was still coughing. The housekeeper stood aside and waited for Ji Hongfa’s cough to calm down a bit before saying to him, “Sir, Master seems to be in a good mood today.”

Ji Hongfa coldly snorted: “Of course he is in a good mood, and he is about to make a lot of money by pointing to his Mala Tang shop, can it be OK?”

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Jiang Baiwan’s Mala Tang shop is still open in an orderly manner. Because it has accidentally become an online celebrity shop, Jiang Baiwan’s Mala Tang business has not only not declined, it is still so popular every day. Jiang Baiwan hired two more waiters, which liberated himself.

“It’s terrible, there are too many people,” Jiang Baiwan complained to Tan Mi while holding his mobile phone at home. “Can you feel the madness of those people? I really don’t know. Isn’t it Mala Tang? Why are they all wrong? Going so far to eat.”

Tan Mi felt that Jiang Baiwan’s words just now were full of slots. Thinking of the chefs at the Mala Tang store that I had seen before, Tan Mi curled her lips: “You are not happy if you have money? Put it on others, and you can jump happily. stand up.”

Jiang Baiwan rolled on the bed: “Happy, of course I am happy, but… You don’t understand Tan Mi, I love money, but I love freedom more.”

“I think you are lazy,” Tan Mi said, “Okay, don’t talk about this, will you be free tomorrow? I invite you to the hot springs.”

Hot springs? Jiang Baiwan naturally agreed. After hanging up the phone, she fell on the bed. Just put down the phone, she heard the WeChat prompt again. Lifting it up, it was Ji Chen.

“Are you free tomorrow?” Ji Chen asked, Jiang Baiwan sighed and replied: “No time, I have an appointment with Tan Mi tomorrow.”

It’s Tan Mi again. Ji Chen frowned, feeling really unhappy: “Okay, I’ll bother you, I will contact you another day.”

After putting down the phone, Ji Chen looked at Assistant Xu to one side: “Go and arrange it. To receive President Gu tomorrow, be more considerate.” Assistant Xu nodded, just about to leave, but was stopped by Ji Chen.

Ji Chen handed a hot spring ticket in his hand to Assistant Xu: “I gave it to you.”

Assistant Xu bit the bullet and accepted the ticket, only to feel that this ticket fell into a heavy hand-President Ji, Miss Jiang is not free, can’t you change the appointment? You can’t catch up with a girl without knowing how to work it out!

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Jiang Baiwan originally thought that the hot spring mentioned by Tan Mi was an ordinary hot spring, but he did not expect it to be a hot spring resort hotel. It was built on the outskirts of the city. When Jiang Baiwan was standing in front of the hotel with a small backpack on his back, he was dumbfounded: “Tan Mi… how many days are we going to stay?”

“Stay for two days.” Tan Mi handed the car key to the doorman and asked him to park the car. “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Baiwan looked at his bag: “I didn’t bring a change of clothes.”

“It’s okay to ask them to buy it,” Tan Mi didn’t take it as a matter at all. “I didn’t take it either. You are now a rich woman. Although you don’t have money before the Jiang family, you don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Yes, don’t be so petty.”

Jiang Baiwan also thought about it: “Yes, I am a woman with eight million people after all.”

Tan Mi stepped on her swaying back in high heels, and almost lost her foot because of Jiang Baiwan’s words: “…only eight million? Are you so happy?”

“It’s enough flowers. Besides, I still have a store.” This time, Jiang Baiwan took Tan Mi to the hotel, “Walk away! Take me to see the hot springs!”

Not long after the two women dragged in, a few more cars stopped in front of the hotel. This time it was a sleek luxury car. After the car stopped steadily, several men came down from it. One of them is Ji Chen, and the other is wearing a silver-gray suit with a pair of peach eyes and a lazy expression, which is in sharp contrast with Ji Chen’s indifference and seriousness.

“Ji Chen, if you haven’t seen it for so many years, you will enjoy it.” Gu Dongcheng looked at the sign of the hot spring hotel and couldn’t help teasing Ji Chen, “Is it here to talk about business?”

Ji Chen had a calm face, and was completely indifferent to Gu Dongcheng’s ridicule: “I am very happy to be able to cooperate with Mr. Gu again. I hope we can cooperate happily this time.”

After hearing this, Gu Dongcheng couldn’t help but look back at Ji Chen: “Oh, I was wrong, you are still as unflattering as before.”

After speaking, Gu Dongcheng didn’t wait for Ji Chen to reply, so he stepped into the hot spring hotel. Ji Chen walked behind, his feet were steady, but his fists were tightly pinched.