I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 395: Declined

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The seafood dinner was set on the coffee table, sitting on the sofa, drinking fine wine champagne, and the three enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.

On the dinner table, Jiang Chen and this old friend also had a good chat. This thing of wine is easy to open the conversation box, the two had previously chatted more in harmony, just in this situation, the conversation is more familiar.

"Oh, when are you going to get married?" Jiang Chen asked casually with a glass of wine.

"Marry, see Feifei's opinion, I'm willing at any time." Yang Yuan was also a little drunk on his face, holding Sophie's small hand and expressing affectionately.

Sophie is also a little cheek.

"Wait anyway, it ’s not urgent anyway."

"Haha, indeed, no hurry, no hurry." Yang Yuan waved his hand.

Although he graduated as a graduate student, Sophie just graduated from undergraduate school, which is 22 years old. According to the standards of people in Huaguocheng, this age is really not in a hurry to get married.

"Don't invite me when you get married, I can wait to drink your wedding wine." Jiang Chen laughed.

The boy in Chunan did not invite him when he got married. He is still a little depressed.

"How could it be." Yang Yuan waved his hand, his nose spewing alcohol, "When he gets married, he puts up ten tables on the beach, and he calls old Huang and Lao."

"That's a must. I'll take the ticket by then."

"You're welcome, I can afford this money ..."

The degree of champagne is not high, because of a fruity taste, it tastes lighter than beer. However, Jiang Chen also got a little drunk after a few bottles. Look at Yang Yuan's fellow again, the amount of alcohol is not good enough to die as a fat man, and he snorted at the end.

I do n’t know if it ’s intentional or undoubted. Sophie, who was sitting next to her drunk boyfriend, changed her posture and tilted her legs. This sitting posture is nothing, but if the person sitting opposite is so unsuitable.

And that skilled movement, Jiang Chen really didn't believe it.

With a deep sigh, Jiang Chen just felt sorry for his old friend, but he would not say anything. It was like the three people knew who Fang Yuanyuan was, but they didn't tell him.

Some things have nothing to do with right or wrong, but once you say it, you are not a human being.

"Brother Chen actually has such a good drink, I will take A Yuan to toast you." Sophie smiled and toasted Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen smiled and raised her glass and touched her.

"It's getting late, so far away I'm drunk like this. I'm leaving now."

"Don't you sit for a little longer?" Seeing Jiang Chen get up, Sophie stayed.

Yang Yuan was lying on the sofa at the moment, snoring with a grunt. Looking at Sophie's smile, Jiang Chen still didn't understand her thoughts.

"No need. I have something to do in the afternoon, so I won't disturb you." Jiang Chen smiled and refused.

Not to mention that this Sophie is not very beautiful either, it is really beautiful, Jiang Chen still can't do something about NTR's friends.

See Jiang Chen already said that, Sophie is naturally embarrassed to keep it.

"Okay, let me take you to the door."

Jiang Chen was sent to the door with enthusiasm. Sophie watched Jiang Chen walk to the side of the road. When she saw the bodyguard getting off the car and pulling the door for him respectfully, a look of envy flashed across her face. What she envied was not the car, but the respect on the bodyguard's face.

This is the feeling of high society.

At this time she remembered the foreign girl named Aisha.

She ca n’t help being jealous of the girl, why is her boyfriend so rich and status ...

Looking back at her drunk boyfriend, she sighed and closed the door.

......

Sitting in the car, blowing the hot sea breeze, Jiang Chen looked at the sea level in the distance.

"Sir, where are we going next?" the bodyguard of the car asked.

"Pharmaceutical factory." Jiang Chen said briefly.

Because he was drunk, he did n’t want to say a word now, just wanted to blow the sea breeze quietly, so that his brain could be sober.

But after a while, the bodyguard spoke again.

"Sir, do you need me to turn on the air conditioner?"

"No more."

Seeing Jiang Chen seemed impatient, but for safety reasons, the bodyguard still spoke cautiously.

"Sir, your seat belt-"

Jiang Chen fastened his seat belt impatiently.

"You ca n’t be like Aisha-"

The bodyguard was stunned, "Sir?"

"Nothing, sorry, drunk." Jiang Chen spit out his breath and waved his hand.

Often only one glance is needed, or no glance at all, so Aisha can read what he needs very keenly. It is precisely because of the meticulous tenderness and thoughtfulness that kind of needless understanding made him fall in love with her.

Of course, asking a man to understand himself so much is really unreasonable. In terms of service attitude, the bodyguards of Xinghuan Trading are still impeccable.

"Sir, you don't need to apologize to me." The bodyguard whispered.

"..."

About half an hour's drive, the car stopped at the door of the nutrition mixture production plant.

Jiang Chen's wine was almost awake while on the road. Pushing the car door, he was about to get out of the car, but the footsteps of the car door came to a halt.

"Is there anything?"

"Well ... that old friend of mine, you help me arrange a bodyguard for him, with the kind of car."

Brother, brother can only help you get here.

"Good sir." The bodyguard said.

Jiang Chen nodded and got off to the gate of this workshop.

Although the guard at the door recognized Jiang Chen's face, according to Jiang Chen's own rule of "recognizing only the iris but not the person", the two went forward to check his identity.

I checked with the camera for 1 second, and I quickly completed identity authentication.

The two soldiers saluted him and stepped back respectfully.

Entering the laboratory of the plant, Jiang Chen directly found Zhan Shujie who was sampling and testing the product.

"How many nutritional mixtures have been produced in our factory?"

"30,000 boxes, all stacked in the warehouse."

A box of about 100 bottles looks like this. Three million nutritional mixtures were produced in the first month, and the output is already very good. According to a profit of $ 5, this month's income is 15 million US dollars.

Although it does n’t look like much, this is just the beginning. Once the market opened, Jiang Chen ordered Zhan Shujie to expand production. You know, the 2.1 billion fat people in the world are his potential customers.

"Is it possible to sell so much?" Zhan Shujie couldn't help but asked with a proud expression on Jiang Chen's face.

"Relax, people will rush to buy. You do n’t have to worry about things on the road, I will hire a professional manager to take care of me."

"It's better." Zhan Shujie nodded.

He is a research technician. He is more than enough to check the quality of production, but when it comes to doing business, he is not good at all.

"For those nutritional mixtures in the warehouse, you can help me pack about fifteen servings, each of which can be 20. Each of the 300 nutritional mixtures is a sample for business, and the quality must be well controlled, and the best It is a new factory, "Jiang Chen ordered.

"No problem. Now?" Zhan Shujie asked.

"Just get it done before work today. Someone will come to pick up the goods tomorrow morning." (To be continued.)