Back at the Palme d'Or, an Aston Martin stopped at the gate, and the exhaust pipe was thrust and exhaust gas was thundering.

Lin Jiaojiao's Audi seemed to be invisible, and quietly stopped aside.

In the Palme d'Or, luxury cars can be seen everywhere, and Aston Martin is not very eye-catching. The color of this car is very strange and looks like it has been modified.

"Boss, someone really turned the car into colorful black. This taste is amazing!" Su Yun looked at the car and couldn't help laughing.

"I guess it's someone who looks for Sister Lin." Zheng Ren said: "Yiren, I'll go down and say a few words to Sister Lin first."

"Yeah." Xie Yiren glanced at the car and was not interested. He stopped the car and asked Zheng Ren to leave first. Su Yun got out of the car with him. Volvo drove into the underground garage in a low-key manner.

"Sister Lin." When Zheng Ren got off the car, Lin Jiaojiao had already seen the Volvo of Sheiyiren. She walked out of Aston Martin and introduced with a smile: "Boss Zheng, this is Mr. Meng."

There was a man with gray hair standing beside Lin Jiaojiao, who looked like he was fifty years old.

He is about 1.6 meters tall, squishy, ​​almost as tall as horizontal and vertical.

Su Yun couldn't help but be happy, but no matter who this person was, he was always impolite to be happy in person, so he could only hold it in hard work.

But when I recalled that day, my white, long and straight thighs and the cube in front of me, I couldn't help but sigh that money is omnipotent.

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

"Hello, Boss Zheng." Mr. Meng stretched out his hand reservedly, shook Zheng Ren, and then let go.

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

"Mr. Meng?" Lin Jiaojiao's eyelids twitched.

In order to prevent something from happening, Lin Jiaojiao gave me some advice many times. But just now, this guy was just making trouble for herself.

"Oh." Mr. Meng realized that it seemed that this was wrong, so he wiped the non-existent sweat with a handkerchief and said, "Boss Zheng, I'll bother you about that day."

After saying that, he put the handkerchief back.

Su Yun looked at her and shook her head. Lin Jiaojiao was probably very hard to deal with these colorful nouveau riche every day. However, with her business level, she is still in the primitive accumulation stage, and this kind of hard work is something that must be eaten.

"Oh, it's okay, I just watched the movie." Zheng Ren smiled gently and said.

"I just came back from abroad and had no choice but to be entangled by a big business. Thanks to Xiaolin's help to contact me." Mr. Meng said calmly.

This is a faint pretentious act, just next to the colorful black, and it feels funny no matter how you look at it.

"Mr. Meng took the child to see it today, just like Boss Zheng's diagnosis. I didn't say anything about milk, but I advised Mr. Meng to be obedient." Lin Jiaojiao smiled.

Su Yun curled his lips and was about to speak, Zheng Ren seemed to know what he wanted to do, and said directly: "Oh, that's very hard. Sister Lin, if it's okay, I'll go back first."

The short and fat man frowned. His eyebrows were very light, as if nothing had happened. He only saw two flesh bugs squirming gently under his forehead.

"Boss Zheng, this is a little thankful, thank you for your diagnosis." The short fat man took out a black bag from the car, and looked at the logo, it was from LV.

The bag is very heavy, and it is very difficult for a short and fat man to pick it up.

"Puchi~" Su Yun finally couldn't help but feel happy.

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

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng, there is no other meaning. It's just such a large bag of cash. Is it heavy? Last time someone asked to send cash, I think it's too troublesome." Su Yun's words sounded gentle, but his expression made Mr. Meng want to jump up and slap him.

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

"Mr. Meng, let me tell you that if you pretend to be cash, it is best to have subordinates. Look, Zou Jiahua from Xiangjiang is doing very well. He is the housekeeper and the secretary who finds someone to send cash. More than a dozen boxes are opened, and he is quite imposing." Su Yun smiled and did not hide his contempt, "You are so loathing."

Lin Jiaojiao's face changed, a little ugly. She was afraid that something would happen. She told Mr. Meng countless times before, but he even threw money from Boss Zheng with him?

If I had given diced radish by myself half a year ago, I was afraid this trick might have been useful. But now, it is really useless.

Lin Jiaojiao was speechless, forget it, just don’t fight, Boss Zheng will compensate you again after turning back, right?

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

"Zou Jiahua, know me?" Su Yun smiled and said, "If you want to say that traditional culture is in Xiangjiang, it is indeed the case. Mr. Meng, if you have time to learn from others, your colorful black is also very unserious."

As he said that, Zheng Ren patted Su Yun on the shoulder, smiled at Lin Jiaojiao, and said, "Sister Lin, we're going back if it's okay."

Lin Jiaojiao nodded quickly, pretending not to see Mr. Meng's ugly expression, and smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm here to thank you. Boss Zheng has no time, so let's talk about it another day."

"Mr. Zheng? Are you waiting for me?" Song Ying got out of a business car, followed by two people wearing white chef uniforms, carrying many ingredients Zheng Ren had just asked for.

"Oh, a friend is here to see the doctor." Zheng Ren smiled and greeted him.

"Huh? Isn't this Xiao Meng?" Song Ying actually knew the man. He glanced at Aston Martin painted in colorful black and smiled, "Xiao Meng, it's right to ask Mr. Zheng for treatment."

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

"Boss Zheng wants some ingredients, why don't I bring them here quickly?" Song Ying smiled and said, "Have you finished seeing a sick person?"

"I've finished reading it, I've finished reading it." He wanted to bend over, and tried hard to bend over, but theoretically speaking, the cube couldn't bend.

Seeing that Zheng Ren and Su Yun were about to go home, Song Ying knew it and said, "Then go back quickly, I'll bring the things to Boss Zheng."

As he said that, he led two chef subordinates to follow Zheng Ren into the Palme d'Or.

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

"I met him a few years ago. He offended people. Someone asked me to plead with me and set up a table with wine." Song Ying said with a smile: "A person like Xiao Meng is a rich man in the countryside. He has never seen any world in his life. Last time I helped him and said I would come to thank me, but I still can't see it."

Song Ying said lightly.

Zheng Ren smiled. Manager Song didn't seem to be a simple person.

"Manager Song, don't run away in person next time, just find someone below to deliver it to you." Zheng Ren said.

"When I go home, I will bring people here by the way, so as not to make any more trouble." Song Ying said with a smile.

Watching the few people walking into the Palme d'Or, Lin Jiaojiao's eyes gradually became complicated.

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