Shen Qingqing was completely unaware of this episode. By the time she figured out the whole story, she had already followed Jiang Zhixian on board the starship that "happened to pass by b-66".
This cargo starship is very large, and I don't know what kind of cargo it contains, but it is absolutely heavily guarded. There are instruments that shield spiritual power everywhere, and even if Shen Qingqi wants to investigate, there is no way to do so.
"Master Jiang, our captain invites you to have a drink." The polite butler in a tuxedo stood at the door of the cabin, seemingly waiting for a long time.
Jiang Zhixian didn't give him a good look, he just tugged on his clothes and walked in front of him unruly.
"lead the way."
"Sorry, your subordinates can go to the rest area first." The old butler blocked Lu Ming's way and still kept smiling, but his condescending "hospitality" was really unpleasant.
Sure enough, Jiang Zhixian's face suddenly darkened, and he sneered. "Is this how you, captain, discuss business?"
"The goods this time are too valuable, so there can't be any mistakes. Please ask Mr. Jiang to pay attention." The old housekeeper said calmly. It seemed that Jiang Zhixian could only go alone.
Just when Jiang Zhixian was bored, Shen Qingqing suddenly put the two dogs into Lu Ming's hands, then stepped forward and took Jiang Zhixian's arm.
"Master Jiang's men can't go in, but can Master Jiang's fiancée?" Shen quietly smiled, her noble temperament showing.
Without any proof, her every move and every word is a model of etiquette for a wealthy and aristocratic family.
The old housekeeper looked at her deeply, and his old-fashioned smile appeared again, "Of course, Mrs. Jiang please."
As he spoke, he took off the white gloves on his hands, opened the internal hatch with his fingerprint, and then guided the two of them politely and thoughtfully.
Jiang Zhixian frowned, touched Shen Qingqing with his spiritual power, and warned secretly.
"What are you doing following me?"
"I do."
"Aren't you afraid that this is some kind of pirate ship, and I will sell you to the captain as a ticket?"
"That's not bad. For a butler to be so imposing, I guess the master is also good."
"Shen Qingqing."
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"You should give up this idea!"
The two had just a few moments of mental contact, and then had a quarrel without any trace. Then, when the door of the living room opened, they all showed standard smiles and met the host in a tacit understanding.
"Mr. Jiang, I haven't seen you for a year, but there is a beautiful woman beside me."
The speaker was a young man sitting on a tan soft leather sofa. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and was wearing a classic palace-style lace shirt, a dark brown vest, and a pair of black leather gloves, revealing clearly convex phalanges and palms. The goblet was gently swaying, containing scarlet wine.
Under the melancholy eyebrows, there is a pair of eyes as deep as lakes, with soft shawl hair scattered on the shoulders. No matter how you look at it, he is a nobleman who has stepped out of an oil painting.
Jiang Zhixian looked at him calmly, patted the back of Shen Qiao's hand with his right hand soothingly, then pulled her to the sofa and introduced her with a gentle smile.
"This is the Earl of Leicester from the Inmollo Family of the First Galaxy." After saying that, Jiang Zhixian held Shen Qiao in his arms again, lowering his head and looking at her ambiguously: "This, my Fiancée, Miss Shen."
"Hello, Miss Shen." Earl Leicester lazily put down his wine glass, stood up slowly, pulled off his black gloves, and quietly extended his right hand to Shen.
Just as Shen Qingqing was about to return the gift, Jiang Zhixian had already pulled her behind him, blocked her in front of her, and handed her his hand over.
"Earl of Leicester, long time no see."
"Ah..." Lester looked at his hands, blinked, and his smile suddenly rose. "Mr. Jiang, please sit down."
The two people's hands touched politely and quickly pulled away, but Shen Qingqiu still felt a strange touch and was on tenterhooks.
"Sit down." Jiang Zhixian smiled gently, acted like a considerate fiancé, and quietly sat down on the sofa opposite with Shen.
Soon, the white-haired old butler held two glasses of red wine and handed them over respectfully.
"Try it?" Lester raised his hand, "This is the wine I bought specially. There are less than 10 bottles in the entire galaxy."
Jiang Zhixian took the cup, sniffed it gently, and then placed Shen Qingqing's cup on the table in front of him.
"My fiancée is not good at drinking, so I'd better help her drink."
After saying that, Jiang Zhixian raised the cup, signaled to Lester, then sipped the rim of the cup and drank it all.
The tip of Shen Qingqi's nose moved and she smelled a strange fragrance. She grew up with her grandfather and was an alcoholic. The wine cellar was full of private collections. Shen Qingqing drank a lot of wine since she was a child, but Jiang knew She had never tasted the cup she was drinking.
I feel itchy, but I don't dare to drink.
Jiang Zhixian probably saw through her thoughts, and his big hand around her waist tightened, which was full of warning.
As expected, Shen Qingqing averted her eyes, looked at her nose and heart, treating herself as a vase, putting on the airs of an aristocrat and trying to show off for Jiang Zhixian.
After he finished his glass of wine, Earl Leicester's smile deepened.
He leaned back on the sofa, his right leg casually folded over his left leg, revealing white soft trousers and exquisite cowhide boots.
"I heard that Mr. Jiang wants to negotiate a business deal with me."
"I do have this idea, but business is about win-win. What is the sincerity of Earl Leicester?"
Jiang Zhixian smiled, but he was not proactive or in a hurry. Instead, he seemed to be here to taste wine, shaking the wine glass and never said a word again.
Both of them were hiding their trump cards and were unwilling to reveal their first move, which made the subsequent chat topics become more and more boring.
Even Shen Qingqing was almost tired of listening. She yawned inexplicably, pretending to be delicate and weak, and leaned into Jiang Zhixian's arms.
"I'm sleepy."
Jiang Zhixian had been chatting for an hour, and had long since lost his patience. Now seeing Shen quietly handing him a hook, he quickly took over the conversation, "Earl of Leicester, do you have a room? I'm sorry, but I may have to excuse myself."
"I didn't think well, so I went to take Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang to rest. We will talk about it later."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The old housekeeper still kept smiling, then bent down with a respectful attitude.
"Master Jiang, please."
Jiang Zhixian was very anxious, but he couldn't show it on his face. He could only hold Shen Qingqing's waist and follow the old housekeeper, helping her to the guest room.
As soon as the two closed the door and sent the housekeeper away, Jiang Zhixian's expression could no longer be tense.
It was obvious that he had reached an agreement before, so he rushed to the second star system B-66. Now Lester suddenly changed his normal behavior and deliberately hung him up, but did not take the initiative to let him go. He must have other plans.
Could it be that there are other forces that are stepping in to steal something from his mouth?
"If the Inmolo people are greedy for money, I know they are unreliable!"