Chapter 43 - Not Your Biological Son
Chapter 43 Not Your Biological Son
Following the security guard to a presidential private room, the security guard immediately opened the door and stood aside, saying, “Young Master Jiang, please.”
Jiang Cheng walked into the private room, and the classic old songs stopped immediately. The laser light with the starry sky effect turned off and the normal light turned on.
After a quick glance, Jiang Cheng only saw a middle-aged-looking elderly man with sparse hair but a certain proportion of body sitting on a sofa. There was a scar three to four centimeters long on his cheek, which looked very ferocious.
But for such a person, his old face was full of smiles, and the evil flash in his eyes looked very inconsistent.
There were four or five young princesses from the KTV downstairs hugging each other, all wearing standard short skirts and uniforms.
“Young Master Jiang, please sit down.”
“Little kid from the Liu family, find a place to sit by yourself.”
Facing Jiang Cheng, Wu Long’s tone was very polite, but when it came to Liu Feng, he looked impatient.
With a snap of his fingers, a princess in a short skirt carefully took a wooden box and opened it. There were dozens of cigars inside.
Cohiba, worth 110,000 per box, the most expensive authentic cigar a person could smoke.
After taking out one, Wu Long pushed the cigar box in front of Jiang Cheng. He lit one on his own and said, “Haha, I let Young Master Jiang see something funny. As I got older, I started liking to do arty things. So... I wonder what Mr. Jiang wants from me, Wu Long?”