Jiang Lan followed the address on his mobile phone and went to the second floor of the designated hotel.

This was a private room, and the door was closed. She checked the house number and stood outside for a full two minutes before she plucked up the courage to knock on the door.

A man's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Jiang Lan took a deep breath, opened the door to the box and walked in.

This Mr. Wang was different from what she had imagined. He was not a greasy middle-aged man with a bald head. Instead, he was skinny and about 1.76 meters tall. He was not good-looking, but not ugly either.

He wears black-rimmed glasses and has a somewhat hunched back. Apart from being a little exaggeratedly thin, he has no other uncomfortable features.

When Jiang Lan saw Mr. Wang's appearance, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the cooperation is negotiated, Lu Jingchi will tell her the whereabouts of Grandma Zhang.

With this thought in mind, she walked slowly to Mr. Wang and bent towards him as a greeting.

"Miss, may I ask what your name is?" Mr. Wang also stood up with a smile and extended his hand in response to her.

Jiang Lan glanced at him apologetically, stretched out her hand and shook it.

When Mr. Wang saw that she was silent, he couldn't help but frowned, "What should I call you?"

Jiang Lan pursed her lips and was silent for two seconds, then took out her mobile phone from her pocket and showed it to him.

The screen read: Sorry, Mr. Wang, I can’t speak.

Mr. Wang looked at her several times in surprise, "Can't speak? How can we talk?"

Jiang Lan lowered her head in shame. She didn't know how to talk, and she didn't know what project she wanted to talk about, so Lin Zheng only gave her an address.

Mr. Wang looked back and forth at her again.

She was wearing a white down jacket, wrapped tightly, and the fur on the hat almost covered half of her face.

She is too thin. You can tell she is very thin even though she is wearing such thick clothes.

It doesn't quite fit Mr. Wang's taste, but that face is extremely beautiful.

She has no makeup and looks clean. At first glance, she feels as clean as clear water.

Even if she didn't say a word, when her clear eyes looked at him, he felt that he deserved death, as if he had done something extremely sinful.

Mr. Wang stared at her face dumbfounded.

Jiang Lan frowned and asked him what he would do next with his eyes.

Seeing that he still didn't respond, Jiang Lan raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

Mr. Wang suddenly grabbed his wrist, and Jiang Lan froze slightly.

Mr. Wang also came to his senses and pulled her to the sofa to sit down, "I understand what your company means. If that's the case, then come and have a drink with me."

Jiang Lan was a little dazed when she saw the wine on the table. She didn't know how to drink and had almost never touched wine.

In the past... Lu Jingchi wouldn't let her touch alcohol.

Even at family gatherings, there is always juice in front of her.

When she was still fourteen or fifteen years old, Lu Jingchi taught her that women would grow beards after drinking alcohol, and he didn't like women with beards.

Seeing her in a daze, Mr. Wang was a little unhappy, "You can't speak or drink, so what's the purpose of your coming?"

Jiang Lan came back to her senses. She looked at Mr. Wang's angry eyes and tangled her fingers together in confusion.

"What did your boss tell you when you came here?"

Jiang Lan was shocked.

She recalled Lu Jingchi's words in her mind, and the memories in her heart were instantly washed away by his indifferent look.

Jiang Lan slowly stretched out her hand and held the wine glass on the table. She was silent for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and poured it into her mouth.

"Ahem——"

The hot liquid slid down her throat, cutting like a knife. She resisted the urge, gritted her teeth and swallowed the wine.
Chapter completed!