Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again - Chapter 343

Chapter 343 Can't be associated with a small bastard

Beijing has a lot to eat. When they leave the airport, there is a Buick with a Beijing 666888 license plate waiting outside.

Gu Sanjia easily pulled the car door and smiled and asked Qiao Nian to get in the car first.

"Miss Qiao, let's get in the car first. When we go to Yufu for dinner, I have already fixed a position."

Although Yuan Yongqin bought a lot of real estate for her in Beijing, this was actually Qiao Nian’s first visit to Beijing. He was not familiar with the place where he was born, so he didn’t know what the Yufu was, so he only gave a faint “huh” expression. , He bent over and got into the car.

Waiting for Qiao Nian to get in the car, Gu San gave up his position with vision, smiled and said to the man behind: "Master, you and Miss Qiao are sitting in the back row, and I will show the way in front."

Ye’s driver:...

San Shao what does this mean? Humiliate him?

He has been driving Ye Lao for twenty years. There are no places in the streets and alleys of Beijing that he doesn't know. It's only from the airport to the Yufu. Can he still drive away?

The driver was thinking like this, the front door was opened, he watched Gu Sanfeng get into the car, and said to him: "Trouble go to Yufu."

"Ok."

The driver was depressed and depressed. At Ye's family, he knew a lot about the truth, and he turned the front of the car silently and drove towards Hawangfu Road.

Yufu is one of the best private restaurants in Beijing. Many people in the upper circle love to eat here, and it is famous for its Suzhou cuisine.

Similar in nature to Shuixiexuan around the city, the price is more ‘loud’ as the reputation is.

Gu San didn’t think there was anything. He took out his mobile phone from the passenger seat and greeted the manager of Yufu, asking them to leave a place.

*

The other side of the airport.

Qiao Weimin and Shen Qiongzhi have been standing on the side of the airport road for a while.

They were the first to disembark from the plane. After getting off the plane, they got their luggage and waited by the roadside. Seeing that they waited for another hour.

Qiao Weimin was a little impatient and raised his wrist, and glanced at his watch: "Hasn't he come yet? Would you like to call them?"

Shen Qiongzhi was embarrassed: "...wait a second."

"How long do we have to wait here from getting on the plane to getting off the plane? It's getting dark."

While talking, he saw a Buick driving by on the side of the road. The black body was handsome in the sun, and the license plate was also the beginning of the low-key and bullish Beijing brand.

京.666888

Just the license plate number, you know that not everyone can afford to drive, and you don’t know what kind of person is sitting in it.

After he sighed in his heart, he looked at himself in the mirror of a roadside shop-carrying luggage, described as standing on the side of the road in embarrassment, looking tired and tired just like those migrant workers who went to work in Beijing.

He couldn't help but grab it.

I remembered that Shen Qiongzhi said that Qiao Nian might fly to Beijing on the next plane.

Can't help thinking, when Qiao read it, she will be the same as them. There is no one in the Jiang family for a long time, so let her stand on the airport road and wait?

*

Buick quickly stopped in front of a restaurant on Wangfu Road.

Gu San turned his head and said to the two people in the back row: "Miss Qiao, Goddess, here it is."

The driver of the Ye family saw through the rearview mirror that the girl sitting with their young master raised her head, her eyes were as dark as ink, her beautiful snow-white face still had the dryness of just waking up, and her eyes were very nasty.

It doesn’t seem to be the squeamishness of everybody in the capital.

There is a kind of aura of mixed society in the whole body.

But she was so beautiful that she couldn't hide her beautiful face even in a peaked cap. The driver really couldn't associate her with the little gangster.

My dears, happy double festival, October, and each other, it’s better to stay together. Thank you for your company in September. In October, I hope to go on with you all.

(End of this chapter)