"Then you forgive me, right?"
Song Qian said again when she saw Jiang Han's refusal.
Even she herself didn't know why she cared so much about Jiang Han's opinion of her.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Han's words last time had touched her.
Jiang Han met Song Qian's gaze and nodded.
"Of course, what's there to forgive?”
"I didn't take it to heart."
Jiang Han was not a petty person.
The other party had already lowered his head.
Jiang Han naturally wouldn't put on airs.
Jiang Han replied.
Song Qian did not say anything else.
The atmosphere in the car was silent for a moment.
Fortunately, they were almost there.
It had to be said that although the private banquet of the Imperial Residence was not the Imperial Residence.
However, this old house looked quite old, and it was also quite expensive.
An old bungalow in Shanghai.
To a certain extent.
It was on the same level as the Siheyuan in the capital.
Although the cultural heritage might not be as deep as the Siheyuan.
However, in terms of price, it was not inferior at all.
Especially since he had such a big garden.
Jiang Han estimated that it was only this old bungalow.
The price would probably exceed 200 million.
Han Yu seemed to have guessed Jiang Han's surprise.
"This old mansion is indeed the boss's."”
"It's the private property of the head chef.”
"It covers an area of more than 1,000 square meters.”
"This old mansion is worth 390 million.”
"A house like this only exists when you are born.”
Han Yu sighed.
"You're the heir of a large corporation, and you still have the cheek to say that?" Jiang Han laughed involuntarily.”
"How shameless."
Han Yu chuckled and did not care about these details.
He was just sighing.
In fact, if Han Hao really had to spend close to 400 million to buy an old mansion, he could afford it.
But there was no need.
Living in an old bungalow required that kind of style.
Most of them were old people from Shanghai.
Instead of buying an old bungalow, it was better to buy a newly repaired villa.
All kinds of modern technology were much more convenient than old houses.
The Rolls-Royce drove in.
Immediately, a doorman helped to park the car.
"Uncle Li, do you want to eat together?”
After the car stopped, Han Yu invited the middle-aged man in the driver's seat.
However, the middle-aged man shook his head.
"No need. I just had breakfast this morning. I'm not hungry now.”
To be able to become Han Haosheng's driver.
He definitely understood the rules.
For example, never eating at the same table as the boss was a rule that could not be crossed.
No matter how good their relationship was.
Uncle Li refused.
Han Yu didn't say much.
Jiang Han was treating today.
He asked Uncle Li out of courtesy.
Because he knew very well that Uncle Li would not agree.
"Uncle Li, please wait for us for a while.”
"Yes, Young Master."
This place was a little far from the school.
Han Yu did not want to take a taxi again.
After the four of them got out of the car, a receptionist in a suit immediately welcomed them.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?"
"Yes, I booked the Breeze Pavilion an hour ago.”
"Alright, sir. Please follow me."
There were only five tables of guests each time.
The receptionist naturally knew who the guests at each table were.
"Alright, please follow me."
The old mansion had obviously been renovated later.
Other than retaining his appearance.
The interior had been completely renovated.
Jiang Han had felt this when he entered.
They entered a spacious banquet hall.
It was not much different from the kind that Jiang Han saw on television.
This was probably the place where socialites danced and communicated every night decades ago.
The real place to eat was on the second floor.
There were many rooms upstairs, but most of them had been renovated.
Ten of the rooms were used as a kitchen.
There was also the kitchen.
However, it gave Jiang Han the feeling that he was using such an old bungalow as a restaurant.
It was still a little too exaggerated.
It could even be said to be a little wasteful.
However, this had nothing to do with him.
He was only here to enjoy the palace dishes.
He was just taking the reward from the gourmet consumption card.
The receptionist led Jiang Han and the others into the room and left.
A few seconds later, a woman in business attire walked in.
Judging from her attire, she should be a waiter.
What was worth mentioning was that this woman was very beautiful.
Or rather, very beautiful.
Using Jiang Han's standards, this woman's appearance was definitely above ninety points.
Even Song Qian, who had come along with her, seemed to be suppressed by this woman's beauty.
It wasn't that Song Qian was inferior to this woman.
Although Song Qian was beautiful, she still gave off a youthful feeling.
However, this woman was completely mature.
Especially when she was wearing a pair of long legs and high heels.
Her entire body was exuding charm.
Wasn't there a saying?
Cute was worthless in front of sexiness.
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