Chapter 291: What's the Purpose?
At noon the next day, Jiang Liu was invited by me and the white ghost to his residence to rest.
I am also a white ghost, worthy of being one of the best financial controllers in the island country, and the house I live in is completely a community-level existence.
There is an endless stream of all kinds of rockeries, and I listen to me and the white ghost, it seems that you can still play golf here?
The place of the rich and noble is really luxurious.
You must know that even the luxurious villa where the gambling god Chu Xiangnan lives does not have such a large area.
"Mr. Jiang Liu, welcome to the Humble House. ”
I'm still so lazy in my white ghost's dress, and my mixed-race face, coupled with this raunchy makeup, has a unique style.
It's no wonder that those women who are willing to fall would like to stick to him.
Before, in the Demon Dance Hall, the light and vision were not very good, and Jiang Liu did not carefully observe what I looked like.
Nowadays, it seems that his appearance is quite unique.
The angular face, plus a height of about 1.8 meters, is neither fat nor thin, but the muscle lines are extremely clear.
This kind of man, if he is placed in the entertainment industry, is definitely an idol-level existence.
In fact, if Jiang Liu investigates, he will know that I have made my own movie with a white ghost, but it is ...... Those movies are too old to watch.
Jiang Liu entered his home, took an open-top car, and drove for five minutes before he came from the door to the open-air villa on the back hillside.
This once again refreshed Jiang Liu's understanding of luxury.
Some luxuries are intrinsic, and some are superficial luxuries.
It's not that which luxury is better, it's just that this kind of extravagance does not make Jiang Liu like it.
"Sir, guest, please. ”
The driver of the convertible opened the door and said this respectfully.
Jiang Liu left the convertible and looked at the four-story high, attic-like house, and couldn't help but sigh.
"I'm Mr. White Ghost again, you should have spent a lot of money on this house, right?" Jiang Liu asked suddenly.
"Is it money...... I smiled lightly again: "If you convert it to the market, this house alone is worth five billion island dollars." ”
5 billion island dollars......
According to the ratio of 25 to 1, this villa area is 200 million!
It's really expensive!
What is the concept of 200 million yuan?
Take Jiang Liu's previous idea, he can save 30,000 yuan a month after a small achievement.
Save 300,000 yuan a year in addition to expenses.
It's only 30 million in 100 years......
200 million, that would take nearly seven lifetimes to earn.
Gee.
Jiang Liu thought so in his heart, but he didn't envy it at all.
The business that I am doing as a white ghost is not a legitimate business.
He sells forbidden goods, which makes Jiang Liu sneer and disdain.
After entering the inner hall, the pattern of European and American style immediately comes into view, which is designed by the master, and there are some feng shui exquisite.
But in Jiang Liu's eyes, he has long lost his attitude of appreciation.
"You may be seated. ”
Jiang Liu sat on the soft sofa beside him, and I sat in the main seat.
A short time later, a tall woman dressed as a maid came over and poured them coffee.
When Jiang Liu saw this maid, he couldn't help frowning, this woman was the tall girl who teased him yesterday, didn't expect her to be my servant of the white ghost?
Jiang Liu picked up the tea and took a sip.
As if sensing Jiang Liu's gaze, the corners of my white ghost's mouth rose slightly, and I said with a chuckle: "Mr. Jiang Liu, let me introduce you, she calls me Emily, my daughter." ”
"Poof!"
When Jiang Liu heard this, he couldn't help but squirt out the tea he had just drunk in his mouth.
"Female ...... Daughter?"
"Huh. ”
I smiled again, "What, think it's surprising?"
"That...... How old are you this year?" Jiang Liu asked with a frown.
"I? I actually...... He is forty-six years old, Mr. Jiang Liu. "I whispered something astonishing again.
Forty...... Forty-six?
When Jiang Liu heard this, he was even more surprised, he looked up and down carefully at me and the white ghost, he thought that I was a few years older than him at most, it should be less than thirty, who knows, I am also a white ghost is already forty-six years old!
Hey?
In this way, he can be called the island country with Muto Hanzo, but it is suspicious to explain it clearly.
The two of them turned out to be the same age?
"Emily, go and introduce yourself to Mr. Jiang Liu. ”
I nodded again, took the plate, put it on the table, and sat down beside Jiang Liu, the fruitful place, and in an instant it had rubbed against Jiang Liu's arm.
Jiang Liu hurriedly turned to the side, puzzled, "I'm Miss Emily again, and I'm Mr. White Ghost, what do you mean by that?"
"Hehehe, Mr. Jiang Liu doesn't need to be so flustered. My daughter thinks you're nice and wants to be friends with you. I said with a white grin.
"Make friends? Why?" Jiang Liu was even more puzzled.
"Because...... Mr. Jiang Liu is so famous, and he still maintains the body of a young son, this kind of thing is really too rare, and my daughter can't help but become curious about you, Mr. Jiang Liu. And I admire you as a clean man. I said again.
"This ......"
Jiang Liu rolled his eyes: "Even so, then you don't have to do this, right?" Then again, why don't I and Miss Emily speak by themselves, and let me explain to you, Mr. White Ghost?"
"That's the question...... I'm sorry I can't answer you. However, if you agree to be in a relationship with my daughter for a while, you should know the answer. I said again.
"Friendship, communication?" Jiang Liu's face was stunned, and then he said speechlessly: "I'm Mr. White Ghost, what kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?
"Oh, these are the little things. The corners of my mouth raised slightly, leaned back on the sofa in the main seat, looked at Jiang Liu intriguingly and said, "Mr. Jiang Liu, do you think I am the one who lacks your billion island currency?"
Well!?
When Jiang Liu heard this, his brows frowned coldly.
Yes.
No wonder I always feel that something is wrong with this matter.
I am a white ghost who controls the black transaction of the entire outlaw, and one billion island currency may be a sky-high price for normal people, but for an existence of the level of my white ghost, it is estimated that it is also entertainment money for a game of football.
He was guilty of agreeing to gamble with himself so much for such a sum of money?
So...... Here's the problem.
Since he didn't have that need, why did he agree to bet?
As if knowing Jiang Liu's inner doubts, I chuckled and said, "Of course, it's to get close to you, Mr. Jiang Liu." ”
When Jiang Liu heard this, his eyes shrank suddenly.
Is this a trap?