signingbooks Chapter 913
Chapter 913
Chapter 913
Outside the window is the Chinese culture of small bridges and flowing water. The sound of gurgling water makes people intoxicated unconsciously. Inside the window, the lights are dim and the atmosphere is excellent. Especially in the middle of the lobby, there is a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam playing piano... …
Unknowingly, Ning Siqi was immersed in this unique atmosphere that she had never experienced before.
The male waiter with an excellent image walked to Jiang Dong's side quietly and began to ask about Jiang Dong's order. Ning Siqi also woke up from this quiet atmosphere.
"Come on, have some!" Jiang Dong handed the menu to Ning Siqi, "Whatever hotel you want to eat."
"Let me see..." Ning Siqi took the menu, opened the first page, couldn't help opening her mouth, looked at Jiang Dong with horror, and blurted out: "So expensive?"
Ning Siqi had already spoken, and subconsciously covered her mouth, because she felt that the people who came here were either rich or noble, and her behavior would embarrass Jiang Dong.
Sure enough, there was a burst of laughter from the seat next door.
"Is it expensive? That's right! The commercial street that turns right ten kilometers away is suitable for people like you!" A female voice was full of contempt. Is Aman already down to this point? Accept all kinds of guests? Look at your outfit, how dare you wear discounted third-rate brands?"
Ning Siqi lowered her head in grievance, tears rolled in her eyes.
In fact, she didn't want to come to this kind of place, because she knew that she didn't have the financial strength at all, nor did she have an identity equivalent to energy.
This world sometimes treats ordinary people so maliciously!
The kind of educated rich people who can be seen everywhere, even if they do not exist in fairy tales, at least they are in areas that ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with. Most of the rich people we can see are actually this kind of wealthy people. Educated person.
Ning Siqi's aggrieved appearance made Jiang Dong feel an evil fire.
"Is Aman Yangyun downcast? It's really downcast!" Jiang Dong narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly, "So downcast that even dogs started to be treated?"
"You dare to scold me?" The sound of chairs moving immediately came from the booth next door.
Immediately afterwards, two young men, a man and a woman, rushed out of the booth next door angrily, and walked into the booth where Jiang Dong was.
"I've seen people pick up money and laugh at it, but I've never seen anyone take the initiative to scold them." Jiang Dong looked at the bejeweled young men and women in suits and evening dresses in front of him and couldn't help but sneer.
"Fuck!" The young man was angry, pointing at Jiang Dong without grace and yelling: "What do you mean by riding a horse? How dare you scold Yang Yang?"
"You don't look very smart." Jiang Dong spread his hands, "I've already said it, how can anyone in the world pick up and scold her? Then you picked it up for this little girl. This is not directly acknowledging her. Is it a dog?”
The man was speechless, his eyes glowing with incomparable malice.
"Ah! I'm so mad!" The woman was completely in a state of madness, "I'm going to kill you!"
"It's not good to kill people at every turn." Jiang Dong didn't care about the woman's threat at all. Instead, he joked: "Besides, tell me, which spiritual place in the crematorium was established by you? And kill people? I'm afraid you only have every one." You can only see some blood during the first few days of the month, right? That's not right. You must be menopausal at such an old age, right?"
(End of this chapter)