Chapter 181 The Road is Narrow
"Who is it?" several people asked curiously.
Qiao Zheng laughed mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Miss Ruan's master was the one who was injured back then..."
"Mr. Qiao." The girl's voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Qiao Zheng paused, turned around quickly, and showed a warm and servile smile.
"Hello, Miss Ruan! Please treat us to a meal, Miss Ruan, thank you for your hard work!"
Ruan Qi was amused by Qiao Zheng's overly servile words.
She pushed her sunglasses down, smiled, and shook her head. "You guys came to show your support, so it's only natural that I treat you to a meal. By the way, what were you talking about just now?"
"Just chatting casually." Qiao Zheng had long forgotten the conversation he had just had with his friend. He looked down at the exquisitely crafted paper bag in Ruan Qi's hand and said enthusiastically, "Miss Ruan, is the thing in your hand heavy? Let me help you carry it?"
"No need."
Ruan Qi politely declined Qiao Zheng's offer, then opened the paper bag with both hands and said to the others, "Thank you all for coming here. Here are some small gifts I prepared. They're not expensive, just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept them."
After saying that, she took out several exquisitely crafted gift boxes from a paper bag and distributed them one by one.
Qiao Zheng's friends politely accepted the gift box, but they didn't take it seriously. They were all young masters and young ladies who had been raised in a world of wealth and luxury, and had seen countless fine things. A small gift was really not enough for them.
The few people took the gift boxes and prepared to leave without even looking at them. But at this moment, Qiao Zheng, who had been standing still, suddenly let out a strange cry.
"Fuck! It's golden nanmu!"
Several people who were about to enter the elevator suddenly stopped.
Qiao Zheng didn't notice the actions of his friends. He was holding the unwrapped gift box wrapping paper in one hand and a wooden box in the other, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Miss Ruan," he stared at Ruan Qi with his eyes wide open, his lips trembling twice, "Is this golden nanmu? Am I seeing things?"
Ruan Qi pushed up his sunglasses and nodded calmly.
"You are not seeing things, this is golden nanmu."
As soon as he finished speaking, several people at the elevator entrance turned around abruptly, their eyes all fixed on the wooden box in Qiao Zheng's hand.
The wooden box is about the size of two adult men's palms. It is light golden in color, with strands of golden threads flowing through the wood. The color is rich and it is obviously made of high-quality golden nanmu.
The people present were all accustomed to fine goods, and they had seen a fair share of golden nanmu. Aristocratic families favored high-end furniture, so spending millions or even tens of millions on a set of golden nanmu furniture was not uncommon.
However, the golden nanmu furniture in their homes was for collection and display. The young masters and young ladies had never done something as wasteful as making golden nanmu boxes and giving them away as souvenirs.
Anyone who would do such a wasteful thing is either a brainless playboy, or... has too much money and can't spend it all.
And the Miss Ruan in front of him obviously couldn't be a brainless playboy.
The expressions of Qiao Zheng's friends changed, and they looked at Ruan Qi with more caution and scrutiny.
When Qiao Zheng said that Miss Ruan had an extraordinary background, they were a little skeptical. But now, looking at the golden nanmu box in Qiao Zheng's hand, they finally took Miss Ruan seriously, who had given the golden nanmu as a gift.
However, they are still too young.
They thought they had taken Ruan Qi seriously again, until Qiao Zheng opened the golden nanmu box, took out a white jade teapot from it, and pinched out a handful of mother tree Dahongpao from the teapot with two fingers.
Only then did the young masters and young ladies realize that their path had become narrow.
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