Chapter Eighty-Six: I'll Deliver the Courier

As soon as the door was opened, a middle-aged man ran over.

"Miss, you can just call me Steward Li, what do you call me?"

"Jiang Bangsheng."

"Hello Miss Jiang, please come with me."

"Hmm."

As soon as Jiang Wansheng followed Steward Li into the house, it was pouring rain outside.

Steward Li smiled kindly, "This rain is really going to fall, Miss Jiang, what do you want to drink?" ”

"Tea is fine."

"Okay, you wait here. My husband is in the office, and he will come down later. ”

"Hmm."

Steward Li made Jiang Wansheng a cup of fine snow and jade.

"Miss Jiang, try it, this tea is not your taste."

Jiang Wansheng picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup and took a sip of tea, "This tea is good." ”

"Miss Jiang, if you like to drink, it's fine."

Jiang Wansheng and Steward Li were talking, and at this time, Zhou Jingnan had already come down.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes when he saw Jiang Bangsheng, and then he showed a smile as warm as jade.

"Miss Jiang, let's meet again."

Zhou Jingnan sat next to Jiang Bangsheng, but he didn't sit very close, and the middle space was enough to sit two more people.

"Sir, do you know Miss Jiang?"

"Well, yes, she saved my life before. There's nothing to do with you here, so let's go down first. ”

"Yes, sir."

Jiang Wansheng looked lazy, she glanced at Zhou Jingnan, in her position, if Zhou Jingnan didn't look at her, then she could only see his side face.

"Mr. Zhou wants to inspect the goods? If the goods are not inspected, the money will be paid first and then the goods will be delivered. ”

Zhou Jingnan looked at Jiang Bangsheng, he smiled very elegantly, "Miss Jiang, are you short of money?" Went to work part-time as a courier? ”

"Well, lack of money. Very short of money. ”

"How much do you get paid a month as a courier? I'll double it for you, and you be my personal doctor, on call. ”

"No, I'm not interested in being someone else's doctor. Since you don't inspect the goods, you can pay for it first, and the card number is 62....... ”

"Yes." Zhou Jingnan took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Wansheng's card for 2 billion yuan.

Jiang Wansheng saw the news that the money had arrived, and handed the express box to Zhou Jingnan, "Your goods." ”

Zhou Jingnan took the box and put it on the table. "It's raining so hard outside, Miss Jiang, are you sure you won't wait for the rain to light up before leaving?"

"Sir, Mr. Song and Mr. Ji are here."

As soon as Song Yanzhi and Ji Rongxuan walked into the house, they saw Jiang Bangsheng sitting on the sofa.

"Miss Jiang, why are you here?" Ji Rongxuan looked at Jiang Wansheng with a surprised expression.

Jiang Wansheng glanced at Song Yanzhi, "I'll deliver the courier." ”

The corners of Song Yanzhi's mouth pulled out a smile, "It's a coincidence, Jiang Bai Cat." No, it's Miss Jiang. ”

Jiang Wansheng's expression was indifferent, "It's really a coincidence, Mr. Song." ”

Zhou Jingnan smiled as warm as jade, "So you know each other?" ”

"Well, we know each other." Ji Rongxuan sat next to Zhou Jingnan.

Song Yanzhi didn't sit with a few of them, but sat on a separate sofa. He knocked on Erlang's leg, looking bohemian.

"Miss Jiang, as far as I know, Judge's people are currently looking for you."

"Aren't you looking for Master Qian Xiang? How did you become looking for Miss Jiang? Zhou Jingnan looked suspicious.

The corners of Song Yanzhi's mouth hooked up a smile, it seemed that he didn't know that Master Qian Xiang was Jiang Baimao.

"It's wrong, I'm looking for Master Qian Xiang. So you may also suffer because you are the courier of Master Qian Xiang. ”

Zhou Jingnan said with a smile, "Then I will send a few capable subordinates to follow Miss Jiang, and the boss is my life-saving benefactor." ”