Chapter 95: Money Worship and the Wheelchair Boss 11
Under the magic of money, the manager managed to find a group of professional counterparts for Chajiu.
These male college students never thought that one day they would be able to make money in a bar with their knowledge.
When the manager was leading people into the private room, he was seen by Ye Nian'en who was passing by.
"Ye Qinghuan" Ye Nian'en thought he had seen it wrong and stopped to confirm.
It was indeed her.
Ye Zhiyuan, who was walking in front, smiled as he escorted his business partner into the luxurious private room. He turned around and saw Ye Nian'en standing still, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ye Nian'en retracted his gaze, restored his normal expression, and smiled, "Nothing."
Ye Zhiyuan didn't know that his other sister was also here. He was only concerned about Ye Nian'en in front of him:
"That Mr. Wang likes to do things to women. Stay away from him when you go in, okay?"
Ye Nian En responded obediently: "Brother, I know what to do."
Ye Zhiyuan sighed: "This kind of situation should be handled by a man, but you insist on coming to learn from me. I'm always worried that I can't take care of you."
Ye Nian'en hugged his arm and acted coquettishly, skillfully alleviating his dissatisfaction.
At this time, Ye Zhiyuan didn't know that the reason why this well-behaved sister followed him to various company business bureaus was to replace him and take over the company one day.
Ye Nian'en not only wants Ye's father's company, she also wants Ye Zhiyuan's own company.
Before entering the private room, Ye Nian'en sent the photos she had just taken to Jiang Chen.
And attached a text message: "Master Jiang, did you and your sister have a quarrel? My friend saw her drinking alone in a bar..."
The angle of the photo chosen by Ye Nian'en was very tricky. It seemed unintentional, but you could tell that Cha Jiu was calling someone.
…
The manager opened bottle after bottle of expensive wine, smiling broadly.
Cha Jiu talked to him intentionally or unintentionally: "Manager, how many years have you been working here?"
"Yeah, let me think about it, it's been more than 20 years." said the manager.
"Have you ever heard of a woman named Yun Yuqing?" Cha Jiu asked.
Yun Yuqing is Ye's father's white moonlight and Ye Nian'en's biological mother.
Cha Jiu thought about it carefully. Since Ye's father swapped the two children, he would most likely give the real Ye's sister to someone he was close to and trusted.
This person could only be the woman he trusted the most and loved the most, Yun Yuqing.
Maybe if we find Yun Yuqing, we can find some clues.
However, Cha Jiu didn't know much about Yun Yuqing. She only knew that she had worked as a cleaner in this old bar before giving birth to Ye Nian'en.
The manager thought for a long time before vaguely remembering someone: "Are you talking about Sister Yuqing's hostess?"
"Take a seat" Cha Jiu was stunned.
More than 20 years ago, Yun Yuqing clearly told Ye's father that she worked as a cleaner in a bar.
When Ye's father found out about it, he was deeply moved.
In order to earn money for his college education, Yun Yuqing worked five jobs a day and was willing to work as a cleaner in a smoky bar, a dirty and tiring job, and she could still keep herself clean. Which man would not be confused by such efforts?
Moreover, this woman was beautiful and had remained chaste for him for so many years. Even after he got married, she remained devoted to him.
Ye's father was completely fooled by Yun Yuqing's tricks.
The manager seemed to have a good impression of Yun Yuqing: "Back then, this woman's methods were quite powerful. Other hostesses would spend their money on eating, drinking and having fun, or save it to become a good woman. She was different. She sponsored some male college students or men who were starting businesses... It was similar to buying stocks. She bet on which man would be able to soar to the sky in the future so that she could become a rich man's wife."
Cha Jiu finally understood what was going on. Ye's father thought he had found true love, but who knew he was just a fish in the pond of prostitutes.
However, with the help of Ye's father, the fish jumped over the dragon gate and became a gold-inlaid kinki carp.
Nishikigami was not grateful to the dragon gate for lowering its height just for him, but instead he was obsessed with the turbid pond water that saved all living beings.
Cha Jiu asked: "Has Yun Yuqing ever given birth to a child?"
"Yes, 20 years ago, she got pregnant and suddenly stopped having sex. It seems that she became rich..."
Just as Cha Jiu was about to ask more questions, the door of the private room was rudely kicked open by someone from outside.
She turned around and saw Jiang Chen, who was furious.
Jiang Chen rushed over as soon as he received Ye Nian'en's text message. Although he didn't like Cha Jiu, it didn't mean that he could watch his fiancée entering and leaving such a place.
And he's called a man!
Isn't this openly cheating on him?
Jiang Chen thought he would see Cha Jiu and a bunch of handsome men getting drunk and having sex.
Who would have thought that when the door was kicked open, a group of male college students with serious expressions were gathered in front of the computer, having a heated and professional discussion on the selection of models in the thesis.
Cha Jiu stood in the corner, chatting with a bald manager in his forties.
Jiang Chen was confused.
The manager was very unhappy when he saw the door being kicked: "Hey, you have to pay for damaging property!"
Jiang Chen strode in and slapped a thick stack of bills on the table: "Open the wine!"
The manager quickly put on a smile and said, "Okay, distinguished guest, would you like to have a private room for us?"
Without saying a word, Jiang Chen grabbed Cha Jiu's arm and pulled her out of the smoky and foul-smelling converted bar.
"Ye Qinghuan, what do you mean?" Jiang Chen's face turned pale. "Our engagement is still public, and you are so blatantly making trouble?"
Cha Jiu was speechless: "You sound like you don't call girls if you don't go to a bar."
Jiang Chen was choked and immediately defended himself: "Is that so? I am just entertaining people for business purposes, what do you know?"
Cha Jiu replied perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yes, then can I attend academic social events?"
Jiang Chen: “…”
Cha Jiu crossed her arms around her chest, calm and sober: "Since you and I have no feelings for each other in this engagement, why don't we just play our own games and not interfere with each other, how about that?"
Jiang Chen was stunned.
What is no emotion
Doesn't she like him very much?
No, that's not the point.
Jiang Chen shook his head and regained his senses.
He looked at Cha Jiu and sneered, "Whether you have feelings for each other or not, as long as the engagement is still there, you should play the role of the fiancée and do your duty."
"My duties include" Cha Jiu raised an eyebrow.
"Stay quietly at Jiang's house to buy your luxury goods, attend all the occasions you should appear, and..."
Jiang Chen suddenly put his arm around Cha Jiu's waist and pulled her into his arms: "If I need anything, you must satisfy me unconditionally."
His words were disgusting and deserved a beating.
Although Cha Jiu realized that Jiang Chen said that on purpose to annoy her, the salty hand on her waist still made her furious.
Just when she was about to cut off the legs of his descendants to teach them a lesson, the tail end of a black umbrella came from the sky and hit Jiang Chen hard on the head.
Jiang Chen was hit so hard that his head was dazed and he saw stars. He let go of Cha Jiu and held onto a lamppost beside him to calm himself down.
Cha Jiu finally saw who was behind Jiang Chen.
Jiang Tingxu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, wore a knitted vest over his shirt. He looked gentle and reserved, and was totally out of place in this scene filled with vulgar alcohol and heavy nicotine smoke.
Mingcheng was standing beside him, playing with an umbrella, and he himself was holding an unopened umbrella in his hand.
It seems that this is the weapon that just hit Jiang Chen on the back of the head.
"Mr. Jiang." Cha Jiu greeted him with a nonchalant smile.
There was no response.
The neon lights on the bar's outer wall shone in a variety of colors, shining on Jiang Tingxu's profile, which was as dark as the night.
His face was half hidden in the hazy light, brewing a storm that no one knew about.
The other half was exposed under the dim street lights, calm and composed.
Through the drizzling rain, the two looked at each other in silence.
I don't know how much time passed.
"Come here." Jiang Tingxu said, "Come home with me."
The corners of Cha Jiu's rosy eyes turned up, she looked at him provocatively and uttered two words.
"No."
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