I’m 8 Million Poor - Chapter 44

Shui Lan’er looked at Jiang Baiwan in a panic. She never thought that Jiang Baiwan would appear in her dressing room. Especially after seeing Jiang Baiwan closing the door, Shui Lan’er became more and more panic-she couldn’t help remembering that when she was in the school before, every time Jiang Baiwan tried to teach her, he would lock the room door in advance.

“Xiaowan, Xiaowan,” Shui Lan’er called repeatedly, “Xiaowan, calm down and don’t hit people casually, OK, I thought the two of us have reconciled.”

“Is there?” Jiang Baiwan looked at her calmly, with a mocking smile on his face, “Why don’t I have this impression?”

When Shui Lan’er heard Jiang Baiwan’s denial, her eyes widened, and tears quickly filled her eyes. She looked at Jiang Baiwan in weeping, as if she was looking at some grumpy man: “Xiaowan, have I been the one who has always been passionate about myself from before to now?”

Jiang Baiwan rolled her eyes regardless of her image, and she took two steps forward. Despite the makeup of the young girl, she couldn’t conceal the sharp feeling on her. She sneered: “Yeah, you were originally amorous, Shui Laner… When did I say that I and you are friends?”

Shui Lan’er staggered, as if she couldn’t bear such a blow. She looked at Jiang Baiwan weepingly: “Xiaowan, although you don’t like me, I always regard you as a friend…”

“Shut up,” Jiang Baiwan stretched out his hand, pointed to Shulan’er’s nose, and scolded her cleanly, “Shuilan’er, don’t worry, I won’t hit you today, I just have something to explain to you. . Don’t you always say that I bully you? I don’t like you in school. Now both of us have graduated, I still don’t like you. Are you not curious about why?”

Shui Lan’er was stunned, she really didn’t know why, as if Jiang Baiwan didn’t have a good face to her when he first saw her before.

“Because of you, hypocritically disgusting,” Jiang Baiwan said calmly, his voice was not loud, but what he said was like a thunder in Shui Lan’er’s ear, “You have always used your own standards to go. Ask others and never think for others.”

Jiang Baiwan walked to Shui Lan’er. She bent down and leaned closer to Shui Lan’er: “I still remember you always like to say that you need love in life, but I think that loving others and loving yourself are still different. .”

“I love myself, but I also love others,” Jiang Baiwan hooked his mouth, “and you, Shui Lan’er, you only love yourself.”

Shui Laner’s face was full of tears, and his eyes were red. She shook her head desperately, and refused to admit what Jiang Baiwan said: “No…I don’t, I don’t!”

“I’m not here to argue with you,” Jiang Baiwan smiled instead, her eyebrows curled and she didn’t look angry, “I just want to tell you what I think in my heart. What I just said is warming up, now I I want to talk to you about business.”

Shui Lan’er couldn’t help sobbing again when she heard the words. She looked at Jiang Baiwan with a dazed expression, not knowing what she wanted to say.

I saw Jiang Baiwan smiled brilliantly, and then he took a sip of Shui Lan’er: “I’m pooh!”

Shui Lan’er was caught off guard, and was slapped on her face by Jiang Baiyu. She sat in her position dazedly, feeling a damp sensation on her cheeks, her brain was chaotic, and she couldn’t get her back. She, she just got caught Jiang Baiwan took a sip?

“That’s it,” Jiang Baiwan stood up straight and let out a bad breath, his mood suddenly became wonderful, “You better pray not to see me again, after all, I am still very angry now.”

After speaking, Jiang Baiwan glanced at the trembling little assistant next to her again. She sneered, turned her head and walked outside the door.

Jiang Baiwan went out and saw Tan Mi waiting not far away. Seeing Jiang Baiwan coming out, Tan Mi hurriedly greeted him: “How is it?”

Just as Jiang Baiwan was about to say something, he heard a terrible scream from the room. Both Jiang Baiwan and Tan Mi were trembling with fright. They looked at each other and Jiang Baiwan shrugged his shoulders: “That’s it.”

On the way back, Tan Mi kept looking at Jiang Baiwan with a very strange look. Jiang Baiwan was inexplicably seen by her…Wonderful: “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Tan Mi retracted her gaze, “I just think how do you… seem to be different from what I imagined?”

Jiang Baiwan lowered his head and smiled: “What do you think of me? Crazy? Every day, I live like a comedian?”

Tan Mi was inexplicably embarrassed-these were indeed all comments on Jiang Baiwan on the Internet. It seemed that she didn’t know it, but she didn’t regard these as the same thing.

Jiang Baiwan sighed softly: “I’m just an ordinary person. At best, I like money more than you all. Other things…”

Tan Mi waited for Jiang Baiwan to continue talking, but she closed her mouth. Tan Mi couldn’t help but glanced at her, and finally smiled and shook her head: “What the **** did you do to Shui Lan’er today? Just put on makeup. What she called in the room was miserable, so I thought you gave her to…”

With that, Tan Mi freed her hand and slapped her face.

Jiang Baiwan was full of surprise: “How can I hit people casually? In a civilized society, let’s not say that hitting people is wrong. If I hit people, didn’t I send the handle to them?”

Tan Mi:…

“I just spit on her,” Jiang Baiwan said lightly, “It should be done by now, right?”

“…You are more vicious than beating people,” Tan Mi held back for a long time before squeezing out such a sentence, “but it is estimated that after this time, Shui Lan’er should also converge a bit.”

Jiang Baiwan smiled–it’s okay, it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t converge. She still holds a recording in her hand. This is easy to not use. As long as she uses it, she must press both Shui Lan’er and Chu Yunhan to death on the ground.

To put it bluntly, I am still soft-hearted.

I’m such a good person.

——

Tan Mi originally wanted to send Jiang Baiwan home, but Jiang Baiwan insisted on inviting Tan Mi for dinner. Tan Mi couldn’t, and drove the car to Jiang Baiwan’s Wuhuan Mala Tang restaurant.

Now that the weather has cooled down, and it is too late to finish recording the show, both of them can’t wait to enter the Mala Tang shop. As soon as they entered the door, the two of them were confused by the heat in the store, and Jiang Baiwan sneezed a little.

“Oh, you’re back,” Luo Xiao was sitting in the store, and when he saw Jiang Baiwan coming, he raised his hand to say hello to her, “I heard what they said, did you go to record the show today?”

Jiang Baiwan took Tan Mi and sat at the table together: “Yes, you will be able to see it after a while. Come, let me introduce you, this is Miss Tan Mi Tan.”

Tan Mi looked at Luo Xiao on the opposite side. She squinted her eyes slightly and showed a rather charming smile at Luo Xiao: “Hello.”

“Hello.” Luo Xiao shook Tan Mi’s hand and shook it gently. “My name is Luo Xiao and I usually do venture capital.”

“Venture?” Tan Mi smiled, “You are young and promising. I have watched a little of Mr. Luo’s show before.”

Luo Xiao smiled and waved her hand: “Miss Tan said that, but I was really flattered. By the way, I am still your fan.”

Two people come and go, and after a few words, they find that the other is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When he was about to continue fighting, Jiang Baiwan, who was sitting next to him, suddenly interrupted the silent battle: “Okay, let’s have hot pot tonight? It’s in my restaurant, and I’m out of the province.”

Tan Mi said with a full face: “You just said that you will invite me to dinner, and in the end you will eat it in your own store… You still said the wrong sentence on the road. You don’t love money more than ordinary people, you are Love money more than anyone else.”

Jiang Baiwan comforted Tan Mi with a smile: “It’s okay, let Master Wei do it. Even Mala Tang can be made so delicious, not to mention hot pot.”

Tan Mi was stunned. Jiang Baiwan didn’t know Wei Dao’s details, but she knew very well in her heart. Would this chef really give her Jiang Baiwan a hot pot?

Thinking like this in her heart, Tan Mi couldn’t help looking at the kitchen. I saw Wei Dao standing at the door, and Jiang Baiwan greeted him remotely: “Master Wei, do you think it will be okay to make a hot pot tonight? Just use the remaining ingredients in the store.”

Wei Dao nodded very simply: … “Okay, spicy food?”

“Mandarin duck pot!” Jiang Baiwan hurriedly ordered, “Be sure to have clear soup on the side. I can’t eat spicy food.”

Seeing two people talking so familiarly, Tan Mi was taken aback for a moment, and then a little bit dumbfounded–yes, no matter how temperament the master is, can there be a failure behind him?

“Miss Tan seems to be thinking about something?” Luo Xiao’s voice suddenly rang in Tan Mi’s ear. Tan Mi turned to look, and saw Luo Xiao looking at her: “Could it be that I don’t like hot pot?”

Tan Mi pursed her lips. She didn’t like Luo Xiao for no reason. Tan Mi has been in the entertainment industry for so many years. Unlike Jiang Baiyu’s inattentive person, she almost saw it at first sight, Luo. Xiao is far from being as harmless as he is on the surface.

“It’s nothing,” Tan Mi drooped her eyelids and said lightly, “I’m just thinking, are there only a few of us for dinner tonight?”

Luo Xiao was taken aback, but Jiang Baiwan reacted: “Ji Chen? Do you want to call Ji Chen over? Will he be working overtime now? Maybe I will disturb him if I make a call?”

It is wrong for you not to call others. Tan Mi glared at Jiang Baiwan with hatred of iron and steel, “Just ask, what if anyone wants it?”

Jiang Baiwan hesitated for a moment, and took out his mobile phone – she saw Ji Chen’s help to her. Since they are all friends tonight, let’s ask Ji Chen if he wants to come together.

Obviously, Ji Chen’s attitude is very clear. It didn’t take long for Jiang Baiwan to send out WeChat, and Ji Chen’s reply came—I’ll be there soon.