Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Ye Er enjoyed eating with relish, "No." I'm afraid this treatment is hard to enjoy, so I put my finger on the curry crab and said, "dip in some curry."

Holding the woman to peel the shrimp, Jiang Zhao's action was not affected at all. He dipped the peeled roast shrimp in the curry, fed it into the woman's mouth, and slowly said, "I've found a better school for your brother. If you agree, help him transfer to another school. Since you followed me, you can't lose it. "

"..." that's even with him? Is he addicted to sleep?

Ye Er couldn't swallow the shrimp in his mouth. Jiang Zhao picked up the water cup in front of him, fed her water, kissed her on the cheek and said, "you can't go to those old pimps who know too much about the world. The more powerful people are, the less they will intervene. Let me give you a clue. A girl who is still a sophomore at the school of media... 'newborn calves are not afraid of tigers' do you understand? "

Ye Er didn't speak. He digested what Jiang Zhao said to her word by word. It turned out that today's meal was not simple. Did he want to help her? It's too sudden and the benefits are too big.

He smiled and narrowed his eyes and asked, "how can I thank you?"

Thin lips hook meaningful radians. As soon as he lowers his head, he buries it in Ye Er's chest and rubs it against his soft chest with his nose. Breast, softly warm - ambiguous way, "what do you say?"

Ye Er is very strange. Since Jiang Zhao said she followed him, why didn't he take care of her directly like others? At least like min Zikai, say something. I don't want you to work in that place.

None at all. In the evening, she still changed into the waiter's work clothes and went to work in the great beauty.

Ye Er took the red wine bottle in one hand and the dust cloth in the other hand, carefully wiping the dust-free red wine bottle, distracted.

With more than a year of experience in society, Ye Er intuitively felt that Jiang Zhao was not right to help her.

Does Jiang Zhao want to use her?

No way. What can she use?

Jiang Zhao received a call from old man Qin in the evening and drove his A8 to the Qin family's old house.

The old house of the Qin family is a very Chinese courtyard, which is divided into front yard and backyard. The backyard basically arranges guests to stay, and the reception is in the front yard. The old man was sitting on the sofa in the living room next to the main hall in a shirt with silver and gray double breasted buttons. He was already covered with white hair and even his eyebrows were silver. From time to time, he shook the paper fan in his hand, showing a smell of Fairy Spirit.

As soon as Jiang Zhao enters the living room, he sees Zeng Tingting chatting with Grandpa. Won't he come to see Zeng Tingting? Grandpa is not such a boring person.

Zeng Tingting still looked virtuous. Seeing Jiang Zhao, she stood up and asked her servant to give Jiang Zhao a cup of coffee like a hostess.

Jiang Zhao smiled, "Grandpa, it seems that I'm really influenced by you. I always think tea is better."

Zeng Tingting's snow-white face flushed instantly.

"Zhaozhao, Tingting is also kind." Master Qin said, "come and sit here. I have something to tell you."

Jiang Zhao sat down on the other side of old man Qin. Old man Qin called a servant, "ah Quan, take Tingting to the garden. It's a miracle that the orchids I planted last month survived."

"Grandpa, I'm here with you, too." Zeng Tingting heard the eviction order but didn't want to go, and she also called "Grandpa" like Jiang Zhao

"Tingting, the orchid was not planted in this season, but Grandpa planted it. Don't you think grandpa is very powerful?"

Zeng Tingting knew she couldn't force, so she had to leave bitterly.

"Zhaozhao, grandpa has an old friend coming to visit in the evening and said he wanted to see you." Old man Qin looked sluggish. He looked up at the big clock on the wall. His mind seemed a little heavy, "about ten o'clock."

"See me?"

"You must have heard of the South Xi family."

When Jiang Zhao's eyebrows were closed without trace, was it the Xi family in the south? Grandpa's old friend? I've been in Haicheng for more than two years before grandpa mentioned it“ Yes, it has developed rapidly in the past two years. I didn't expect it to be an old friend of Grandpa. "

"You are old friends with your grandfather and Ruirui's grandfather. Wen."

"Such a deep root? Have a relationship with Grandpa Wen? " You know, brother Jiang Rui's grandfather was once the largest family in Jiangzhou.

"Well, it's just that the four of us have taken different roads. I didn't tell you before, because I think some things here are too sensitive. Grandpa wants to protect you too much. I hope your future will go smoothly. "

Jiang Zhao felt that the situation was serious, because even if Grandpa spoke in a dignified tone, he would not frown from time to time, and brought the blue and white porcelain tea lamps on the table to Grandpa. "What's sensitive in here?"

The old man lifted the lid and took a sip, "my old friend didn't have a surname. Twelve years ago, the largest gangster in Asia, Lei Zhentian, you must have heard of it. Although you were only seventeen at that time, now when you mention it, you must know who this man is. "

Jiang Zhao could not help frowning, "change your name?"

The old man sighed with some regret, "twelve years ago, there was an insider around him. His enemy washed the Lei family with blood. Finally, only he and his little grandson survived. He was also afraid of breaking the Lei family's blood, so he changed his name and changed his surname. He has been trying to bleach himself, but he didn't say that I also know that such a big underworld force can't be broken. I've pushed it many times on the pretext that you have something to do. But Zhaozhao, when my grandfather was young, he was also a vigorous and righteous man. In the past, he was a friend of life and death. You can't say that you can't see without seeing. You can only grasp the discretion in this. Moreover, you have to deal with different people on the road of politics. "

"Well,... Grandpa, I understand."

At this time, a car horn sounded outside the mansion. In a moment, the housekeeper Uncle Wu came over and said respectfully, "Sir, the guest is here."

Jiang Zhao got up, helped the old man out of the living room, stepped out of the main hall, stepped on the path of green slate, and walked towards the main gate.

The vermilion paint door of the Chinese ancient house opened "Zhiya ~" and three people came in. The leading old man was energetic and had bright tiger eyes. On the left was a burly suit man carrying several valuable gift boxes. On the right side, an elegant and beautiful young man is particularly prominent. He has a beautiful white face, looks thin but doesn't show a thin tall figure, his eyes are clear and dust-free, and a pair of indifference that doesn't touch the world.

The leading old man walked to old man Qin and patted him on the shoulder with a loud voice, "I said old Qin, you've begun to dress like this. Look at you, I've learned from you. Remember to call me Mr. Xi. Ha ha! "

Mr. Qin was not warm and not angry. "What about the old gentleman? If you learn like this, or if you are so rude, don't say that the teacher is me when you go out."

Jiang Zhaohe and the young man stood aside and laughed.