Chapter 32: The Blue Enchantress Cafe

Take advantage of his illness and take his life.

Aren't you trying to dominate my production line?

Then I'll take your factory easily, there should be no problem, right?

Of course, if you say that, if you really do it, you will definitely have to fight a lawsuit. Perhaps, I should ask a few rogue lawyers to deal with it.

Huang Ruoxi is definitely not suitable.

She has a strong sense of justice. How can you fall into the ground?

In case she suspects that her motives are not pure, she will steal chickens and rice.

There is no hurry.

There is no rush for the time being.

The issue of Centlet's equity can be dealt with slowly.

The most urgent question now is how Chu Yulan and the others came out of the island. The trestle broke, which meant that the passage was destroyed.

A few of them were also frightened. I guess they won't be able to sleep tonight.

After all, there are still a few people soaking in the fracture of the trestle!

"Woooooo

"Woooooo

The police arrived soon after.

The academy's security staff had arrived early.

It was pure accident. Of course, no one will doubt anything. The only grievance is the art academy.

If someone dies, the academy will definitely lose money. After all, the trestle is in disrepair and has more or less management responsibilities. Many people still have lingering palpitations, but fortunately it is people outside the school who die, and if it is their own students who die, it is the real tragedy. Especially Chu Yulan and the others, don't be too frightened.

It is important to know that they often pass by the pier. What if something happens to the pier while they are passing by......

They didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

The fire brigade also came.

They began to salvage the bodies and the wounded.

An ambulance also came.

Several doctors and nurses got off the car.

The one who took the lead was Zhou Xiaoqi. She spotted Wang Bu'an at a glance.

Wang Buan subconsciously hid behind the big tree.

This insidious woman.

It's best not to have any entanglement with yourself.

However, Zhou Xiaoqi was entangled with him. She actually ran to the side of the big tree and stared at him coldly. He also deliberately puffed up his chest.

"What are you doing?" Wang Bu'an said unhappily, "I'm getting in your way again?"

"That's good! I know how to go to the art academy to hunt for beauty!" Zhou Xiaoqi said coldly.

"That's my business, too, and it's your business. ”

"yes, it's my business. ”

"Huh?"

"Poof!"

"You ......"

Wang Bu'an suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Damn Zhou Xiaoqi, she really let out a slutty fart unabashedly.

His face flushed and he felt as if he was about to explode.

The beautiful woman actually farted......

Actually fart......

Fart......

Fart......

Where did her reserve and self-esteem go?

Is she still going to be shameless?

"What's the matter?, are you not convinced?, do you want to have another one?" Zhou Xiaoqi seemed to smile.

"You! Get out of here!" Wang Buan was speechless.

O woman!

I can't afford to mess with it!

Say fart and fart.

There is no more fierce woman in the world than her.

Others Yan Ruzi at least knows a little bit of a woman's reserve and understands a little bit of a woman's bottom line. And this Zhou Xiaoqi is simply bottomless.

It's just that she still looks like a beautiful country, and she has a red face and trouble, and I don't know how many patients she has harmed.

Beautiful doctor?

Beauty killer is pretty much the same.

Tired.

Tired.

What kind of people did I meet?

Feel that in this world, except for Huang Ruoxi, everyone else seems to be abnormal?

He turned decisively and left.

Out of sight is out of sight.

Thirty-six plans, go for the upper plan.

Fortunately, this time, Zhou Xiaoqi did not stop it.

Wang Buan quickly returned to the parking lot.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Hu Sanniang calling.

"Mr. Wang, I found you a person who also makes electric cars. He wanted to give it a try. Hu Sanniang said with a smile.

"Okay, let's meet now?" said Wang Bu'an without thinking.

"Okay. Do you see the time and place?"

"Art Academy, Blue Enchantress Cafe. ”

"Good!"

Wang Buan hung up the phone.

He turned and walked into the Blue Enchantress Cafe next to him.

After all, an art academy is an art academy, and no matter where you go, there is an artistic atmosphere.

For example, this small café is also very chic. The faint blue enchantress pattern, hazy, shadowy, dreamlike.

The grass finches hanging down from the ceiling are like grass finches that are about to fly.

Of course, its price is not cheap.

A regular cup of coffee costs 68 yuan. Blue Mountain 128 yuan, latte 128 yuan. Cappuccino is as high as 188 yuan.

Frankly, Wang Buan doesn't like to drink coffee.

He also doesn't like to drink tea.

He is the kind of turtle, just eat vegetables and drink soup. It doesn't matter if you don't have soup.

Everything else, such as snacks, barbecues, baking, drinks, etc., are all outside the body. If someone has a treat, of course they will not refuse. But if you have to pay for it yourself, you definitely don't do it.

For example, now, with a huge amount of money, he just asks for an ordinary cup of instant coffee.

It's just pretending......

Hey?

Wrong!

He suddenly became interested.

But sitting outside the window, you can see the beautiful women coming and going outside.

There are not many other things in the art academy, but there are many beautiful women! And most of the beautiful women have to talk about a little mood. Therefore, the café is very popular.

The point is, he was at the front desk of the café and saw an announcement of a change of hands.

But it's the Blue Enchantress Cafe that is going to change hands.

The price is negotiable.

He picked up his coffee and went to the front desk.

"Mr. ......"

"Where's your boss?"

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Assignment. ”

Wang Buan pointed to the announcement next to him.

The waiter immediately understood and hurriedly called his boss.

A moment later, someone came out.

But it's a woman.

This woman is beautiful, with a well-fitting professional suit that exudes dignity and demureness. The towering breasts trembled slightly due to walking, under the slender waist, the plump and round buttocks were tightly wrapped by the gray skirt, the flesh-colored stockings, and the black high-heeled leather shoes set off the slender jade legs, which looked slim and elegant.

"Sister Hong......" The waiter whispered to the beautiful woman to introduce the situation.

Wang Buan felt a little aesthetic fatigue.

The Academy of Arts is indeed the Academy of Arts!

Pull a random person out, and they all have a face value figure of more than 90 points. Not without makeup, of course.

The Sister Hong in front of her may have more than 90 points without makeup. With a little light makeup, his appearance is close to more than 95 points. If you change to a more suitable outfit, I'm afraid you will really reach 100 points.

"What do you call this gentleman?"

"Wang Buan. ”

"Please. ”

"Thank you!"

Sister Hong invited him to her office.

The office is small. It's almost only five or six square meters. Feelings of repression are inevitable.

She introduced herself and said that her name was Chen Binghong, and she was actually a senior at the Academy of Arts. I'm about to graduate, and I'm ready to sell the café.

"How much money are you going to pay?" Chen Binghong said bluntly.

"How much are you going to sell?" Wang Buan said with a smile.

Chen Binghong was silent for a moment.

She picked up the calculator and pressed a few numbers. Then push the calculator over.

Wang Buan glanced at it.

One million four hundred and fifty thousand.

A bit pricey.

The area of this café is not large, and the business area is probably only about 150 square meters.

There is definitely no title to the house. Definitely rented.

The biggest expense is renovation.

And, of course, the rent of the house.

"Deal. Wang Buan nodded and took out his bank card directly.

"You're not making a counteroffer?" Chen Binghong was a little surprised.

"I have money. Wang Buan smiled slightly, unabashedly the fact that he was a rich man.

At this moment, he is indeed a rich man.

He has at least 18 million in his bank card.

If it is the sum of other messy earnings, I'm afraid there are tens of millions. It may even exceed 100 million.

As time goes on, the amount of money he has will only increase.

Just make money, don't spend money, that's a fool.

There is a place to spend money, and you must not be stingy.

"It's really un......thinkable to be so young," Chen Binghong muttered.

She was indeed blinded.

She didn't see Wang Buan's nouveau riche aura at all.

Of course, he can't be a rich second generation.

No matter how you look at it, Wang Buan is an ordinary person.

There is neither the potential of the rich second generation and the third generation of the red generation, nor the breath of the nouveau riche, how can they be so rich?

"The formalities will be done soon. Chen Binghong said.

"There's no rush. Wang Buan said lightly, "I bought it for fun." ”

"What?"

"I'm not short of money anyway. ”

"Oh!"

Chen Binghong subconsciously shook her head.

One million and hundreds of thousands, just take it for fun, and there is no one. Ordinary people can't do that.

Even many rich second generations and red third generations are reluctant to throw money like this. Unless otherwise intended. For example, I want to pursue her Chen Binghong or something. Could it be that this little guy in front of him ......

Soon, she realized that she was overthinking.

Wang Buan's eyes did not reveal greed or envy at all.

In other words, the front of her Wang Buan is actually transparent. This feeling made her feel a little depressed. Why are you being ignored?

In the Academy of Arts, although she can't be compared with Chu Yulan and Princess Hulu, she is also super first-line!

Every time she appears in public, she has a lot of fans of Chen Binghong.

Even, Princess Hulu may not have as many fans as her.

Perhaps, this little guy is dazzled in the art academy and has aesthetic fatigue, right?