bookbashuk Chapter 1498: Thanks for taking me in.
Chapter 1498: Thanks for taking me in.
Jiang Cheng saw clearly the two girls' tricks.
"You're welcome. It's boring for me to drive alone, so it's nice to watch you two act out a little."
Seeing that Jiang Cheng didn't say this very loudly, Li Man stuck out his tongue.
"Haha, the boss is the boss, he has a sharp eye and sees it clearly. Thank you for taking me in."
Peng Shiqi looked at Li Man and said, "It's not easy for Man Man either."
After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled.
It can be seen that Li Man and Peng Shiqi are not very interested in Wang Congcong.
If this situation happened to another ambitious internet celebrity who wanted to make progress, he wouldn’t care whether the original poster was happy or not.
After all, Wang Congcong’s traffic is indeed very large.
"Which car do you want to drive?"
Hearing this, Peng Shiqi and Li Man followed Jiang Cheng to the garage in confusion. There were not only Rolls-Royce and Maybach, but also a Bentley, Mercedes-Benz, and Audi...
If it were an ordinary person, these two people would definitely think that he was deliberately showing off his luxury car to them.
But unfortunately the other party was Jiang Cheng.
Just looking at the financial report of Xingchen Media with over 1 billion yuan, the two of them didn't think Jiang Cheng could show off these cars.
The two girls looked at each other, but they didn't shirk the responsibility like they did just now when they asked what they wanted to eat.
Peng Shiqi was the first to speak: "The color of this Bentley Continental is so special, it feels a bit retro..."
"Yeah, I think so too. This color looks good. How about this one?"
Jiang Cheng nodded: "It seems that you two like green."
Li Man stuck out his tongue mischievously: "I like it. Green is an environmentally friendly color. It's fine as long as it's not worn on the head."
When they were in there just now, Li Man rarely spoke, and Jiang Cheng thought she was quite quiet.
Now that he's relaxed and speaking, he's a cheerful person.
But her appearance is a little duller than Peng Shiqi's, and it is estimated to be around 85 points.
The two women were a little surprised to see Jiang Cheng driving the car out.
I thought he would let the driver drive.
After all, when I came in just now, I found that there were not only maids but also bodyguards in the villa.
And there are more than one or two of them.
It is normal to have a driver for daily life with this kind of configuration, but I didn’t expect Jiang Cheng to drive himself.
Originally, Peng Shiqi wanted to sit in the back seat.
But Li Man suddenly said, "Seventeen, you should sit in the front. If both of us sit in the back, the proportions will be a bit off."
Peng Shiqi's foot, which was about to get into the car, suddenly withdrew.
Riemann didn't say it explicitly, but Peng Shiqi understood what she said by then.
The two of them sitting in the back made it seem like Jiang Cheng was the driver.
Although Jiang Cheng doesn't look like a driver, he still looks weird.
Seeing Li Man winking at him, Peng Shiqi gave her a look and walked towards the co-pilot seat.
After getting in the car, Peng Shiqi quickly searched for topics.
Finally, he said to Jiang Cheng: "I didn't expect you to be my boss. It still feels a little unreal for me to sit in this car now."
After pressing the navigation button, Jiang Cheng glanced at Peng Shiqi and said, "Why is it different from what you imagined?"
Seeing that Peng Shiqi was stumped by the question, Riemann asked for leave.
"Haha, from what I know about her, she probably didn't expect her boss to be so handsome."
Peng Shiqi turned around helplessly and looked at Riemann.
Li Man just stuck out his tongue and then secretly gave Peng Shiqi a gesture of encouragement from behind.
Afraid that Jiang Cheng would discover their little actions.
Peng Shiliu smiled sweetly with some embarrassment: "That's true, but who would believe it if I told anyone else?"
Jiang Cheng did not respond to such superficial words.
The red light came on at the intersection ahead, and Wang Congcong's Cullinan just happened to stop side by side.
Chen Yating was applying lipstick in the rearview mirror when she caught a glimpse of the situation in the Bentley and pursed her lips, which were painted with bright red lipstick.
Wang Congcong followed her gaze and rolled down the window, smiling: "Your car has a nice color."
Jiang Cheng had seen Wang Congcong's rose-red Cullinan before when he was in Shanghai.
Jiang Cheng rolled down the car window, and the evening breeze rushed in with the unique dampness of Chengdu. "Compared to you, I'm a little less sexy. Drive faster, I'm hungry."
"Hahaha~ Okay, we're almost there."
When the green light came on, Peng Shiqi suddenly discovered that Jiang Cheng's car music was playing a very old Cantonese song.
The melody is soothing like soaking in warm water.
She remembered this song, which she listened to repeatedly when she was at her lowest point last year, and she even released a clip of it on her trumpet at the time.
"The boss likes this song too?" she couldn't help asking.
Hearing the word "also", Jiang Cheng did not reply to her that this was recommended by the system.
Instead, he said, “Yeah, you like it?”
Peng Shiqi's eyes sparkled as he heard this and he replied, "I like it. This song makes me feel very emotional every time I listen to it."
Have you learned it? ? Girls usually ask you if you like something too.
Usually, that means she likes this kind of thing too.
If Jiang told the truth, the topic would most likely only result in an awkward "Oh".
Anyway, listening to music is not expensive, and if you answer that you like it, then it’s a painless way to find a common hobby.
The Sour Radish Fish Hotpot Restaurant is hidden deep in an old alley, with red lanterns casting swaying light and shadows on the mottled walls.
After everyone got off the bus, Wang Congcong gestured for them to move forward.
Jiang Cheng simply waved his hand.
"You go first, I'll stop behind."
Wang Congcong immediately understood what Jiang Cheng meant when he heard it.
"Okay, okay, you're so unwilling to be in the camera with me."
Chen Yating's mentality has been adjusted by the many envious looks she has just received.
He said to Jiang Cheng: "Mr. Jiang is relatively low-key, so no one should be taking pictures in the back."
Several people walked in together.
The fresh aroma of pickled radish wafted in the breeze.
It’s just that Wang Congcong attracted the attention of some customers as soon as he appeared.
It was indeed a wise move for Jiang Cheng and Peng Shiqi to walk behind the others one step slower.
On the short walk to the box, many people with quick hands were taking pictures of Wang Congcong.
Several people sat down in the box.
I saw Peng Shiqi staring at the old photos on the wall in a daze.
The photo shows a hot pot restaurant from twenty years ago. The boss in a white coat is serving the pot to the customers, and a little girl with pigtails next to him is secretly throwing fish balls into the pot.
"That's the boss's daughter," Jiang Cheng explained. "She's studying for a doctorate abroad now and comes back once a year."
Wang Congcong replied: "It seems that you come here often to eat."
"Isn't that normal? I'm a native of Rongcheng."
"If you say so, I am half of Rongcheng. My grandma is here, and I come here quite often."