100. Chapter 100 The world owes him 800 million
After being frightened, Jian Jichen was in a hotel and was so anxious that he simply got up and went out for a walk. Xiu Jie and he followed him out of the hotel.
"Mr. Jian, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so anxious to book a flight ticket that day. We came far away to send people away and left before we even got home. It's my fault. If I at least advise you that day, I wouldn't have done this."
Jian Jichen said coldly: "It's not your fault, Ningmeng will be fine."
"You said this fate is so wonderful. We and Xiao Lemon have only been treated as relatives for a few days. Although Xiao Lemon has no father or mother, this time we found her, let's treat her sister."
Jian Jichen knew that Xiu Jie and Jae comforted him. They grew up together and knew each other too well. If Xiu Jie hadn't studied hard when he was a child, he wouldn't have been a driver for himself.
Xiu Jie said, "I want me to say that Little Lemon is likely to pursue us, maybe she will be in Mocheng now."
Jian Jichen thinks this is unlikely. The average ticket to Mocheng is only 19 o'clock, but Xia Ningmeng does not have an ID card, so she can only make a bus. The ticket price is more than 3 o'clock, where can she get on?
Is it a way to sit on the side of the road to beg? It's a way, she can find it either in Ligang Mido or Jinmao Building.
Jian Jichen said: "There will be news tonight."
Yes, they entrust the most awesome detective organization in the world, allowing you to die when you see people, and you will see corpses. In short, it will be tonight.
The two were wandering around the old street of the ancient city. When Jian Jichen passed by a small market, he went in to buy two bottles of water and bought a box of rainbow candy. As he strolled, the two of them went to the teahouse again.
Sitting in the private room, I ordered a pot of Pu'er tea "Tongchang" for 80 years, and drank a pot of Pu'er for 5,000 yuan. I came in the morning and afternoon again. This is a big customer. Of course, Xie Xingyan had to maintain it well. He immediately changed into a pure white Tang suit with a classical charm, and brought a string of Bodhi beads on his wrist and walked into the private room.
Although Xie Xingyan does not have much education, Zen tea is quite professional. If you can open such a high-end teahouse in a tourist destination, you must have two tricks.
Jian Jichen has always been gloomy with a face that the world owes him 800 million, which makes Xiu Jie feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable. He just happened to come in and chat with him. Xie Xingyan's speech class shows off Ziyue Shi said, pretending to be elegant, and men are not a strange thing to talk about.
The two of them were chatting about tea, and Xie Xingyan didn't dare to talk about the others, for fear of revealing that he was a rustic bun.
Xie Xingyan said: "Xie and Mr. Xiu are so close. Xie is the host tonight. The two of you must come at 8 o'clock. Today, there are tea art performances in the museum and a first-class piano player playing ancient music. However, the real ancient music will definitely make you listen to the lingering sounds for three days. I will treat you to a tea cocktail."
Xiu Jie and I also drank tea cocktails in Hangzhou. They were nothing more than made of Pu'er juice and foreign wine. The taste was just like that. It was OK to drink it once and try it out. I really didn't have the desire to drink it the second time.
And they had to wait for news in the evening, and it was very likely that they would leave before 8 o'clock, so Xiu Jie refused.
Xie Xingyan and Xiu Jie were close to each other. Jian Jichen in front of the window had always been gloomy and unparalleled in his handsome face. Xie Xingyan was stunned for a while and then went out to know the truth.
Jian Jichen couldn't sit still in the hotel, and Xia Yixuan was also upset, so he came to the old street just because he was as kind as returning to his hometown.
Chapter completed!