Chapter 173： Strive for (1/2)
Ten minutes later, Ling Zhan drove the car to the door of the Big Wealthy Club.
After Jiang Hao got out of the car with his three daughters, he happened to meet Nie Haitao who came out of it.
At this moment, he hugged left and right, seemed to be anxious to go out.
After seeing Jiang Hao, Nie Haitao quickly let go of the two beautiful women beside him, and smiled flatteringly at Jiang Hao: ”Jiangye, you are here.”
Seeing Nie Haitao, Jiang Hao smiled and asked, ”Is he better?”
Nie Haitao chuckled and said, ”Jiang Ye is really good at rejuvenating. Now I have no problem driving five times in one night, and I finally exhale.”
Jiang Hao patted him on the shoulder and said with a knowing smile: ”Then you go and drive, don't make the little girl wait in a hurry, I wish you three have a good time tonight.”
Nie Haitao looked at the three little beauties behind Jiang Hao, swallowed his saliva, and smiled at Jiang Hao: ”Don't worry, I will make arrangements for Master Jiang before I leave, otherwise my heart will not be at ease. ”
Jiang Hao nodded: ”Well then!”
Since Nie Haitao wants to honor himself, let him honor him.
After entering the rich man, Nie Haitao said to the manager here: ”This is Lord Jiang. No matter what he does to the rich man in the future, he must be exempted from all orders. All brothers must obey him and open the imperial hall on the third floor. .”
This manager was once injured by Jiang Hao in the Qinglong Group compound. How could he not know Jiang Hao?
He hurriedly bowed and said, ”Hello, Lord Jiang.”
Jiang Hao said to Nie Haitao, ”Go ahead. After a while, I will give you a big project worth tens of billions of dollars. Wait for my call.”
Nie Haitao was overjoyed and nodded: ”Okay, I'm waiting for Master Jiang's call. I wish you all have fun tonight. If you are tired, you don't have to go. You can rest here for one night!”
After Nie Haitao left, the manager stretched out his hand and respectfully said: ”Master Jiang, please come with me!”
Soon, the four people followed the manager to a luxurious private room on the third floor.
The private room is very large with a lounge, designed according to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel.
Soon after, a group of waiters brought a variety of drinks and fruit plates, and set up a coffee table.
After the manager turned on the various audio equipment, he smiled and said, ”Jiang Ye, if you need anything else, just press the intercom to call me.”
Jiang Hao nodded and said, ”I see, go ahead!”
After all the waiters in the room retreated, the three little girls began to order songs and sang their voices.
I have to say that their talents are really no worse than Tang Miao and Sun Tiantian.
Just imagine, who can be admitted to the Academy of Drama, which one does not possess certain artistic expertise?
Jiang Hao was drinking while listening to the song.
He stopped drinking red wine and concentrated on beer.
Still enjoy drinking this.
Soon after, Meng wanted to sing enough, and sat down beside Jiang Hao: ”Boss, I want to do it with you!”
Hearing this, Jiang Hao suspected that she was driving, but there was no evidence, so he laughed and said, ”Come on, I'll do a few things!”
”boom!”
The two touched and blew a bottle of beer into the bottle.
”I want to **** you too!”
Seeing that Jiang Hao and Meng wanted to drink, the other two little girls stopped singing and ran over to drink with Jiang Hao.
Jiang Hao didn't refuse anyone who came and drank three bottles in a row.
After drinking, Yao Xi smiled and said, ”Boss, sing a song!”
Jiang Hao nodded and said, ”Go and find me the song ”The Look of You” by Lin Zhixuan.”
Wen Xinxiao asked: ”Why do you love to sing such a sad song? Is there any story?”
Jiang Hao smiled without explaining.
He seldom mentions that he lost his father at the age of six and his mother at the age of eight, and he felt lonely since he was a child.
Of course, he has other relatives, but he never admits that they are relatives.
Soon, the music rang, and Jiang Hao began to sing:
I heard someone's voice, like the whimpering creek in the dream;
I saw the steps of someone far away, covering the sad eyes when saying goodbye.
What I don’t understand is why you are willing to let Fengchen portray you;
To the long-forgotten world, once had your name and my voice.
That tragic song will always wake up in dreams, telling the past that must have been sad;