Afterward, Tang Xuewu’s pretty face turned red, and she averted her gaze.
Qin Long knew Xuewu was trying to comfort him, afraid he might dwell on the insults.
"Xuewu, Li Mingjie is a big shot in the Lin’an District of Jiangzhong," Zhang ide said, glaring. "He’s only holding back because it’s you. If it were anyone else, their company would be bankrupt by tomorrow, and they wouldn’t even know how it happened."
Tang Xuewu chose to ignore him, not wanting to completely offend Li Mingjie.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and a cold draft blew in. "Mr. Li, the imported caviar you ordered has arrived."
"We’ll have a spoonful each," Li Mingjie announced, before gesturing toward Qin Long and Tang Xuewu’s family. "They don’t need any."
Zhang ilan was about to flare up in anger but was held back by Tang De. A graceful hostess pushed a cart over, carrying a small bowl of caviar. At that mont, a few middle-aged won happened to be slowly passing by in the hall.
"Qin Long, you’ll probably never eat a spoonful of this in your entire life, will you?" Zhang ide said, his voice deliberately loud and dripping with disdain as he prepared to scoop out a few morsels from his own spoon. "Here, your uncle will bestow three tiny beads upon you."
Zhao Ruoying, who was just outside the door, heard this. Her expression changed instantly, and she stopped in her tracks.
"Director Jiang, please wait a mont. There’s a ’dical Immortal’ in here," Zhao Ruoying said with furrowed brows as she slowly approached.
"Qin Long, I ant every word I said earlier. If you’re interested, let know soon," Li Mingjie said with a faint, gentlemanly smile as he ate a spoonful of caviar. "It might just be a security job for our dogs, but what use is pride to a freeloader like you? After all, you lost your dignity long ago."
"Young Master Qin?"
Suddenly, a voice ca from the doorway, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.
"Mingjie? You’re eating here as well?" another commanding female voice followed.
BOOM!
Li Mingjie shot to his feet, his eyes locked on Jiang Haijing at the door.
BANG!
The porcelain bowl of caviar in his hand instantly fell and shattered on the ground. His gentlemanly deanor vanished completely.
"Director... Director Jiang!" Li Mingjie rushed over, nearly bumping into Zhang Xiaoyue. He nodded and bowed toward Jiang Haijing, fawning like a dog. "I’m here dining with my girlfriend’s family."
"Oh? You actually know Young Master Qin?" Zhao Ruoying mocked purposefully. "Not so simple, are you, kid?"
As a shrewd woman, Zhao Ruoying had deliberately paused at the door for a few minutes, getting a clear picture of Qin Long’s situation. This kid was so disrespectful to Qin Long just now. He deserves to die.
Hearing Zhao Ruoying’s words, everyone was stunned.
Young Master Qin? Where is Young Master Qin? Who on earth is Young Master Qin?
Li Mingjie was already drenched in sweat. While he didn’t know who Young Master Qin was, he had certainly heard of Zhao Ruoying, the "Iron Lady." Moreover, anyone who could invite Jiang Haijing to a al was undeniably powerful.
"I’m not sure I understand what you an..." Li Mingjie said, bowing his head obsequiously.
Zhao Ruoying didn’t even spare him a glance. "Young Master Qin, it must be fate that we et. Would you do the honor of joining for a simple al?" she asked, bowing respectfully as she approached Qin Long as if he were a person of imnse importance.
The next second, everyone in the room—Tang Xuewu’s family and Zhang ide’s family alike—stared with their mouths agape in shock.
Young Master Qin! It’s actually Qin Long? This Qin Long, who walks with a crutch? How the hell is that possible?
"Forget it. I’m here with Xuewu," Qin Long said with a dismissive wave, as if he paid Zhao Ruoying no mind whatsoever.
Everyone was shocked again. He had directly refused Zhao Ruoying? He showed her no respect at all!
"Young Master Qin, please co over with Miss Tang," Zhao Ruoying insisted. "How could this little bit of caviar possibly be enough?"
She then called the manager of the Longquan Hotel and ordered coldly, "Bring a can of caviar for each mber of Miss Tang’s family in private room number eight. Put it on my bill!"
Afterward, Zhao Ruoying shot Li Mingjie a cold glare, her eyes filled with hostility.
Li Mingjie’s face burned with sha and indignation. A mont ago, he had denied them caviar and repeatedly mocked them. Now, Madam Zhao of Jiangzhong’s corporate behemoth was personally acting on Qin Long’s behalf, giving every mber of Tang Xuewu’s family a whole can! The gap in their wealth and power was as vast as heaven and earth.
"Xuewu, are you coming?" Qin Long asked, gently tugging her hand, his eyes filled with tenderness.
"I... I’ll stay here with my parents. You go ahead," Tang Xuewu said, waving her hand hurriedly. Seeing Zhao Ruoying treat Qin Long with such respect again, she was now almost certain he was the one who had secretly helped with the Yaolong Group’s order. Grandpa must have been deceived by Tang Chuchu and Tang Yuxiang.
"Then maybe next ti," Qin Long said, declining Zhao Ruoying once more.
Zhao Ruoying, however, just smiled and leaned in closer, pleading, "Young Master Qin, I really do have sothing I need your help with. It’ll only take ten or so minutes of your ti. What do you say, Young Master Qin?" Her tone was gentle and incredibly sincere.
"Ah Long, Madam Zhao is one of our major clients," Tang Xuewu said, playfully pinching Qin Long’s ear. "If you make her angry, I won’t be happy." In truth, she was also trying to show Zhang ilan and Zhang ide how much Qin Long had changed.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you," Qin Long replied with a nod and a smile.
"Thank you, Miss Tang. I’ll help Young Master Qin over now," Zhao Ruoying said, bowing respectfully to Tang Xuewu before personally helping Qin Long to leave. She didn’t so much as glance at anyone else.
"Oh, I almost forgot..." Zhao Ruoying said, suddenly turning back. "Since you’re all friends of Young Master Qin, this table’s bill is on ."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked utterly astounded.
"Director Jiang, shall I pour you so wine?" Li Mingjie offered with a smile.
"No need," Jiang Haijing replied, waving her hand in refusal.
The room erupted into a commotion. Zhang ide, who had just been mocking Qin Long as a good-for-nothing, now looked ghastly pale. I’m starting to get scared... After all, judging by Li Mingjie’s behavior, Director Jiang was clearly his superior, yet she was here to have a al with Qin Long. Just what is Qin Long’s true identity?
Everyone was lost in speculation. As Yang ilian furtively watched Qin Long depart, Zhang ide and his children still hadn’t processed what had just happened. Zhang ilan and her husband were also filled with bewildernt.
Only Tang Xuewu remained perfectly calm, her pretty face composed. Seeing her composure, Yang ilian felt a sense of dread. Maybe Qin Long really is soone special!
"Cousin Xuewu, how does Qin Long know Director Jiang?" Yang ilian asked with a forced smile, suppressing her shock.
At her words, all eyes fixed on Tang Xuewu, waiting for an explanation.
"I’m not too sure about that," Tang Xuewu replied with a faint, detached smile, as if she were deliberately holding back. "Qin Long has his own friends and career. I don’t ddle in his affairs. All I know is that he can support himself and doesn’t need to go be a security guard for so dogs."
Her tone had turned icy, making Zhang ide and his family flush with sha.
THUD!
Inside the room, Li Mingjie was so frightened he stumbled and fell right to the floor, his forr gentlemanly deanor completely gone. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
"Mingjie, my good son-in-law, what’s wrong?"
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