Song Zhilan's beauty does not lose the slightest.

Xu **'s beauty has a pure feeling.

Song Zhilan, on the other hand, has been in a high position for many years, like a queen, with unparalleled domineering.

This kind of temperament alone is enough to make countless people fall.

Coupled with her rare face, Song Zhilan has always been like a myth.

Whether it was Wu Weiguo, Wu Bing, or even Huang Liang, they were all surprised.

Song Zhilan didn't even look at them, and smiled: "Oh, this shop belongs to me."

"The chef here is very good at cooking. I'm more picky when it comes to eating. She cooks just to my liking, so I bought this restaurant."

"If you have friends for dinner on weekdays, it's convenient to come here."

Several people in the house were shocked.

It was the first time they saw someone, and to satisfy their appetite, they bought a restaurant.

The most important thing is that it's not easy to eat in heaven.

Xu ** exclaimed: "Mr. Song, this shop is getting a lot of money, right?"

Song Zhilan smiled and said, "There is not much."

"When I bought it, it was cheap, it was more than 50 million."

"You know, the restaurant is actually worthless, the key is that the land and the house are valuable."

"No, it has appreciated in the past two years. Some time ago, a friend helped me estimate it. Now it is worth more than 300 million yuan."

Feifei Wu immediately called out in shock: "Three hundred million? That's forty to fifty million dollars!"

"You... are you bragging?"

"This is a broken place, worth three hundred million?"

"Do you think you are in the center of New York?"

Song Zhilan frowned slightly, she was respected in Guangyang City, and no one would dare to talk to her like this.

However, for the sake of Lin Mo's presence here, she was also not irritated, but said lightly, "In the center of New York, I really have two restaurants."

"However, those two restaurants, together, are not as valuable as this one."

"I'm thinking about whether to sell those two restaurants in downtown New York!"

Wu Feifei immediately laughed wildly: "Oh, my second aunt, do you people in China like to brag like this?"

"There are also two restaurants in the center of New York. Why don't you say how many buildings there are in the center of New York!"

"Hahaha, I really can't help it."

"The person looks pretty, but what I say is really not a standard."

Fang Ling also shook her head and sighed, "Hey, what kind of friends are you making?"

"It's okay to find such a useless husband, but are you not careful about making friends?"

"I tell you, the kind of people who like to brag are really not suitable for making friends!"

"If you want to make friends, you have to find that kind of down-to-earth, understand?"

"If you make a bad friend by mistake, you will end up miserably!"

Xu ** couldn't help being embarrassed: "Sanyi, what Song said is true, she actually..."

Fang Ling waved her hand directly: "Okay, don't say it."

"Why do you even brag about it?"

"**, why have you changed so much over the years?"

Xu ** can't help but helpless, the second aunt is too arrogant, right?

"President Song, sorry, don't care."

Xu ** can only apologize to Song Zhilan.

Song Zhilan responded with a faint smile, just glanced at Wu Feifei and the others lightly.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door outside: "Hello, is Mr. Song here?"

Hearing this voice, it was rather blunt, as if the Chinese language was very non-standard.

Song Zhilan said: "Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and a blonde foreign woman walked in.

The woman wears a brand name, is tall, and looks good. She looks like a white and rich girl.

Seeing her, Wu Weiguo's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Miss Lucia, why are you here?" JrNovels.com