Chapter 32-Business with the Richest Man
As the Lamborghini drove in Yanjing, Jiang Hao asked Zhou Xiaoyue, who was sitting in the passenger seat, with a smile.
"I didn't expect you to be so good at acting. You fooled that female streamer of yours.”
Zhao Xiaoyue felt flattered when she heard Jiang Hao take the initiative to talk to her.
"I studied acting, so of course I know how to act. I even learned it from you.”
Jiang Hao was stunned.
"When did I act? What did you learn from me?"
Zhou Xiaoyue pouted cutely.
"Have you forgotten that you teased me at the western restaurant yesterday?”
Jiang Hao was enlightened.
"You misunderstood. I really didn't tease you. You saw it too. I'm just a junk picker.”
Zhou Xiaoyue pouted and said innocently.
"You're so rich, so you're just teasing me anyway.”
Jiang Hao didn't dwell on this question and changed the topic.
"You look quite young. Why did you look like an old woman in her late twenties yesterday?”
Zhou Xiaoyue said unhappily.
"Of course, you have to dress up a little more solemnly when you go to a western restaurant to eat. Do you think everyone is like you, going in with a tattered bag on their back?”
Jiang Hao was a little unhappy.
"What's wrong? Can't I eat Western food just because I'm carrying a broken pocket?”
Hearing that Jiang Hao was a little angry, Zhou Xiaoyue hurriedly apologized.
"Of course. Those who eat western food are all poor. They're not as good as you.”
Jiang Hao couldn't help but laugh. It felt good to be flattered by a beautiful woman.
He knew what Zhou Xiaoyue was thinking. She just felt that he was rich and handsome, so she wanted to get close to him.
He didn't have any ill feelings towards Zhou Xiaoyue. She was a bare-faced beauty with a score of 95 and above, barely worthy of her.
Moreover, Zhou Xiaoyue was considerate and did not have the bad temper of ordinary little girls. This was what he liked the most.
Jiang Hao had a strong desire for control and didn't like girls who were domineering.
Even if it was the company's boss, Su Shiyu, it didn't matter if it was a small matter or a joke. At a critical moment, Jiang Hao would shout and Su Shiyu would have to listen to him.
Jiang Hao parked the car near a shopping mall and got out of the car with some junk pick-up tools.
Jiang Hao started to pick up trash around him. Zhou Xiaoyue followed him, not chatting or passing him water.
It felt good to have someone to pick up trash by his side. At least he didn't have to be alone.
When the passers-by saw this scene, they all cast shocked gazes.
To have such a beautiful woman to accompany him when he was picking up trash was simply enviable.
A few young people wanted to strike up a conversation with Zhou Xiaoyue, but she firmly and politely rejected all of them.
Many young ladies wanted to come over and tease Jiang Hao, but they were all chased away by Zhou Xiaoyue.
A young man who drove a BMW was sitting in the car sulking. He had just tried to hit on Zhao Xiaoyue and was rejected.
She saw Jiang Hao picking up trash. Zhou Xiaoyue took a tissue and intimately wiped the sweat off Jiang Hao's forehead.
The young man's fist smashed hard on the BMW's steering wheel.
He drove a BMW and didn't have any girls.
Jiang Hao picked up the trash, but a long-legged, pure beauty wiped his sweat.
What use did he have for this BMW?
If Jiang Hao knew what the young man in the BMW was thinking, he would definitely teach him a lesson.
It wasn't that the BMW wasn't awesome, but that the Lamborghini Poison was even more awesome.
Jiang Hao picked up the trash with great enthusiasm. Every time he moved, he would earn a few hundred yuan.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for picking up a metal can. The reward of 300 yuan has been sent to the host's bank account.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for picking up a high-grade beverage bottle. The reward of 500 yuan has been sent to the host's bank account.
Ding!
Congratulations to the host for picking up an abandoned movie ticket. Reward: 20% of the shares of Qianda Pictures. The relevant information has been sent to the host's inventory.
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20% of the shares of Qianda Pictures? The system had given him another special reward.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Jiang Hao walked to a chair and sat down.
Zhou Xiaoyue took out an iced mineral water bottle and handed it to Jiang Hao. Then, she took a tissue and gently wiped the sweat off his head.
"Are you tired? Let's rest for a while before picking it up."
This scene made the few single dogs at the side envious. They felt like they were being showered with dog food.
Their lives were worse than a rag-picker's. They were too gay.
Jiang Hao picked up the iced mineral water and took a big gulp.
Today, Zhou Xiaoyue had impressed him. In such hot weather, she had accompanied him to pick up trash for the entire afternoon, but she did not show any dissatisfaction.
"Let's not pick them up today. Let's take a break and think about where to go.”
Zhou Xiaoyue's face lit up. She could clearly feel that Jiang Hao's attitude towards her had changed.
This was a good start. It meant that she was slowly entering Jiang Hao's heart.
She admitted that she liked Jiang Hao, but she couldn't rule out the possibility of material reasons.
However, other than materialistic things, she also liked Jiang Hao as a person.
Handsome appearance, low-key behavior, caring for the environment, and a sense of social responsibility.
Such an outstanding young man was fatally attractive to any woman.
Jiang Hao turned on his phone and went online to check the value of the item that the system had just rewarded.
Qianda Pictures was worth about 15 billion yuan, and it included more than 150 cinemas, film, television, animation production companies, and so on.
Sixty percent of the company's shares were in the hands of the Qianda Group's chairman, Wang Dalin's family.
Twenty percent was divided among the minority shareholders, and the last twenty percent naturally belonged to Jiang Hao.
He opened the main business of Qianda Theater and saw that the second largest shareholder had changed to Jiang Hao.
The 20 shares were worth about 3 billion yuan, so he was not busy the entire afternoon.
Wang Dalin had been the richest man in China for a few years. Now that he had business dealings with him, he seemed to be very cool.
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