Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 3351 You are her own son

Josnian walked into the private room and took off his coat.

As long as he sees Rong Jincheng, he will inevitably see a woman, and Josnian is already used to it.

"Young Master Rong..." The girl grabbed Rong Jincheng's hand and glanced at Josnian timidly.

This man is obviously different from Rong Jincheng. He is older and has a more mature temperament.

Such a steady man seems to be particularly attractive.

However, this man exudes an aura that does not allow strangers to approach him.

Rong Jincheng smiled and raised the girl's chin: "Don't you dare to tease this person?"

The girl chuckled and shook her head.

Really don't dare.

She was not afraid of dealing with Rong Jincheng, but she was worried about the person in front of her.

This kind of man with a calm face is scary.

However, this man had an exceptionally good appearance and figure, and the girl couldn't help but take a second look at Josnian.

Josnian hung his coat on the hanger and glanced at Rong Jincheng: "You plan to let her sit next to you? Huh?"

Rong Jincheng chuckled and squeezed the girl's hand: "You go down first."

"Okay, Mr. Rong, remember to find someone." The girl shook the brand on her clothes, "Remember, No. 23, my name is Jingjing."

Rong Jincheng made an "ok" gesture and watched her leave.

Josnian sat across from Rong Jincheng and turned on the aromatherapy machine on the table. There was lavender essential oil that had been placed in the machine.

He really didn't like the extravagant atmosphere in the private room.

Rong Jincheng glanced at his watch: "Master Qiao is still very good. Come here as soon as possible. It's never too early and never too late. This is the greatest sensitivity of businessmen."

"Have you brought everything?" Josnian asked calmly.

"Of course, although I, Rong Jincheng, am young, I keep my word."

"Well." Josnian was not in a hurry to negotiate terms with him and picked up the red wine bottle on the table, "What year is your wine from?"

"Oh, this is a bottle I just picked up. It's just so-so. If Mr. Qiao really wants to drink, I'll have my treasured one sent over."

"Of course, aged wine is better." Josnian said calmly, his expression unchanged, "However, it's not that I don't drink newly produced wine, it just doesn't taste good enough."

"But Master Qiao, this new wine is as good as new wine, and it's not without its merits."

"It depends on how time will brew it." As he said that, Josnian knocked on the wine bottle, his eyes deep and deep.

Rong Jincheng was not a fool. He couldn't understand what Josnian said.

"Rong Jincheng, have you had a lot of fun with the Han family recently?"

Josnian poured some red wine into the glass. The red wine flowed down the wall of the glass, and the dim yellow light added an ambiguous luster to the glass.

"Master Qiao is so happy to see me." Rong Jincheng narrowed his eyes, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.

The fair-skinned young man looked very sophisticated in the way he lit up his cigarette.

He blew out the smoke gently, and in the smoke, Rong Jincheng looked a little more sophisticated.

"I played a lot as soon as I returned home, but you can play whatever you want. I'm just telling you, God will eventually take back the ill-gotten gains. God will also take back the things obtained through despicable means.

Let you lose forever, understand?"

Josnian's voice was always cold and slightly cold, like a cold wind, adding a bit of chill to the private room.

It was like a basin of cold water being poured on Rong Jincheng's body.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next