Although Su Moran was on the rich list a few years later, Jiang Ping didn't feel the slightest nervousness when facing him, but just smiled lightly: "That's Uncle Zhao's award, in fact, I didn't do anything big." ”

Jiang Ping's indifferent attitude made Su Moran slightly stunned, he knew from Zhao Guoquan that this young man had just turned eighteen years old, and he had only taken the college entrance examination two days ago. At this time, Jiang Ping's appearance was so calm and sophisticated, he didn't look like an eighteen-year-old young man at all, but more like a middle-aged man who had seen the world. This made Su Moran's evaluation of Jiang Ping a few points higher, knowing that he was not just a warm-hearted and kind young man.

Su Moran, who admired Jiang Ping more and more, said with a smile: "These days, there are not many modest young people like you, can you play chess? Your Uncle Zhao is a stinky chess basket, and playing chess with him is too boring. ”

Jiang Ping knew that when facing a person like Su Moran, excessive modesty would only backfire, so he smiled slightly and said, "I have learned a little before, and I ask Uncle Su's subordinates to be merciful." ”

Su Moran laughed and said, "Okay, then let's play the next game!"

The chess that Su Moran said is not ordinary chess, but a relatively high-end Go. Jiang Ping did study Go for a few years in his previous life, and he also obtained an amateur five-dan certificate. The two soon played against each other in Zhao Guoquan's study, and Zhao Guoquan, as the master, accompanied each other. However, his Go level is really not very good, and he doesn't understand Jiang Ping and Su Moran's chess paths very well, and he frowns when he looks at it from the side.

And the feeling of meeting an opponent in chess when playing against Jiang Ping made Su Moran, who had a better level, enjoy it very much, and after playing dozens of hands, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "I didn't expect Xiao Jiang's level to be so high, after playing this game of chess with you, I don't want to play with you Uncle Zhao in the future, haha!"

When it came to the issue of chess skills, Zhao Guoquan was not calm, frowned and said: "Look at what you said, my level is not so bad, right?"

Taking care of the face of his old friend, Su Moran just smiled and said nothing. At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in, nodded to Zhao Guoquan and Jiang Ping, and then whispered to Su Moran: "Mr. Su, Qian Yongchang's phone has been dialed." ”

"Oh, let him wait a moment. Su Moran said indifferently: "Let me think about this move first, I always feel that Xiao Jiang has a back hand, and my big dragon is in danger." ”

This middle-aged man is Su Moran's secretary Jiang Xudong, and knowing that the boss is doing this, he must be dissatisfied with that Qian Yongchang. Naturally, he didn't say anything, but stood aside with his mobile phone, not daring to disturb Su Moran to consider the chess game.

Su Moran's consideration was five or six minutes, and Jiang Ping noticed that Jiang Xudong did not have the slightest intention of being in a hurry or urging him during the period, as if it was a matter of course for Su Moran to let Qian Yongchang wait for so long. From this point, Jiang Ping speculated that Su Moran's status in the mall was much higher than that of Qian Yongchang, otherwise he would definitely not do this.

In the end, Su Moran put a chess piece on the chessboard, and then took the phone from Jiang Xudong's hand and said lightly: "Boss Qian? I'm Su Moran!"

When he heard Su Moran's voice, Qian Yongchang had been holding the phone and waiting for almost ten minutes. Although he was very impatient, he did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction. Don't look at Qian Yongchang's Yongchang Group, which is also a bit large in Suzhou City, but it is not worth mentioning compared to Su Moran's business empire. Yongchang Group has a lot of business, and it depends on Su Moran to carry it out, so no matter how dissatisfied Qian Yongchang is, he can only greet Su Moran with a smile.

"Mr. Su, hello!" Qian Yongchang on the other end of the phone adjusted his feelings and greeted Su Moran in a flattering voice.

"I'm not good at all!" Su Moran didn't intend to give Qian Yongchang a good look, and said coldly: "This morning, a group of people blocked the door of an old friend of mine for many years to make trouble. I had a lifelong friendship with that old friend, and now he is very unhappy, how much better do you think I can be?"

Su Moran's words made Qian Yongchang "chuckle" in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Mr. Su, who is your old friend......

"His name is Zhao Guoquan!" Su Moran asked coldly: "Do you know Boss Qian?"

I didn't expect Su Moran to say it so directly, Qian Yongchang was as embarrassed as he was, I don't know whether to say that it is better to know each other or not to know each other.

However, Su Moran was not in the mood to play dumb riddles with Qian Yongchang, but just reminded Qian Yongchang lightly: "Boss Qian, I don't care if you know each other before, I just hope that this old friend of mine will not be harassed again in the future, do you understand?"

"Understood, completely understood!" Qian Yongchang hurriedly nodded and said, "I will personally come to Mr. Zhao tomorrow to apologize and ask him to forgive those previous misunderstandings......

Before Qian Yongchang finished speaking, Su Moran interrupted him coldly: "I said, I don't want this old friend to be harassed in any way!"

Qian Yongchang on the other end of the phone wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly responded: "I understand, I understand! You can rest assured that Mr. Zhao will never be disturbed in any way in the future." ”

"Hello do it yourself!" Su Moran finally said five words, and hung up the phone without waiting for Qian Yongchang to speak.

Su Moran casually handed the phone to Jiang Xudong, and then said to Zhao Guoquan with a smile: "Qian Yongchang will not come to harass you in the future." ”

In fact, Zhao Guoquan's original intention of asking Su Moran for help was to hope that Qian Yongchang would not target Jiang Ping. However, Su Moran had already hung up the phone, and he was embarrassed to say anything more. However, Zhao Guoquan felt that Qian Yongchang also knew that Jiang Ping knew him, and he must not dare to embarrass Jiang Ping again, so he shook his head and said to Su Moran: "Alas...... Thank you, Su!"

"Do we still need to say this kind of thing between us?" Su Moran shook his head with a smile, and then said to Jiang Ping: "Come, Xiao Jiang, let's continue!"

For Su Moran, this is indeed just a trivial matter, but the shock it brought to Qian Yongchang is not small. After he hung up the phone, he said to Jiang Yonghua beside him with a gloomy face: "I didn't expect Zhao Guoquan to be Su Moran's old friend, it seems that ...... It's not going to be easy for us to trouble him again in the future!"

Seeing that the boss was in a bad mood, Jiang Yonghua hurriedly pretended to be empathetic and said, "Alas, I really didn't expect this to happen, it seems that we don't have a chance to help Mr. Qian out of this breath!"

"Is my son going to prison for nothing?" Qian Yongchang said angrily: "No, this breath must be obtained!"

Jiang Yonghua didn't want to go against Su Moran because of this, so he hurriedly persuaded in a low voice: "Boss, we can't afford to provoke Su Moran, so bear with it for a while!"

"Of course we can't afford to mess with Su Moran!" Qian Yongchang said with a cruel smile: "But he just warned me not to provoke Zhao Guoquan, but he didn't mention your good nephew!

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Today's first update is sent, and the seahorse continues to ask for collections and recommended tickets. There will be three watches today, so stay tuned.

Thanks to the book friend "Xie Yuquan" for the reward.