"Lao Luo should be here by now, right?" Jiang Cheng murmured. His personal sense of time was quite good, so he shouldn't make a mistake.
As long as Jiang Cheng calculated the time accurately, even if he didn't bring a clock with him, he wouldn't make a mistake.
This was Jiang Cheng's unique ability.
"Five … Four …"
Jiang Cheng knocked on the table while counting down. He calculated that it was almost 12 o 'clock, which was the time he and Lao Luo had agreed to meet.
If the other party didn't dare to come before Jiang Cheng counted to zero, it meant that the other party was late. This would also leave a bad impression on Jiang Cheng.
"One!" When Jiang Cheng counted to the last number, something happened as Jiang Cheng expected. Lao Luo still hadn't come.
"Hello!" Suddenly, a voice came from behind Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng heard the voice and shook his head. He was scared by the other party's voice.
"Could it be Lao Luo?" For a moment, Jiang Cheng thought so. However, when he saw the other party's clothes, he abandoned his previous thoughts.
"Oh, it's you." The person Jiang Cheng saw was a waiter in uniform. It was also the person who surrounded him just now.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a woman, Jiang Cheng might have flipped out.
"What can I do for you?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"Sir, what would you like to order?" The waiter said, then picked up the menu next to him. Then, the waiter wrote his name in the order column. At this point, his task was completed because his goal was to write his name down and get a commission.
"If I need anything, I will call you," Jiang Cheng replied.
When Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the waiter didn't even look back and walked away. This made Jiang Cheng very surprised.
"Isn't that too rude? At least ask the customer what they want to eat, right? "Jiang Cheng shook his head helplessly. The customer's service attitude really disappointed him.
If Jiang Cheng had originally come here to order something to eat, he would probably be thoroughly disappointed.
"Why isn't Lao Luo here yet?" Jiang Cheng looked up at the clock hanging on the wall and muttered.
This coffee shop was decorated with dark materials, rendering a sense of depth. Almost everyone who entered would fall into another world, where it was quiet and aloof from worldly affairs.
"But sitting here is quite enjoyable." Jiang Cheng was able to comfort himself that Lao Luo hadn't come, so he would continue to wait.
Now for Jiang Cheng, his own task had been completed. He dared to come to Coffee Shop No. 32 before 12 o 'clock. The rest of the problem was Lao Luo's.
And Jiang Cheng also had a little advantage because of this. After all, the other party would be wrong sooner or later, even if the other party had sufficient reasons.
At this moment, a man slowly approached Jiang Cheng. When he was a few meters away from the other party, he stopped and said, "Sir!"
Jiang Cheng's heart jumped, and he quickly turned around. However, halfway through, he turned halfway and sat back down in his original position.
He felt that this person must be the waiter just now, or another waiter who came over.
Anyway, Jiang Cheng didn't want to pay attention to the waiter, nor did he want to order anything, so he was very disrespectful.
"What do you want to do this time?" Jiang Cheng asked, "Are you going to ask me what I ate?"
"Are you Jiang Cheng?" asked the man.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but turn around. He thought, "How does this person know my name? Could it be Lao Luo? "
With this thought in mind, Jiang Cheng glanced at the other party and found that it was really the case.
"Lao Luo, why are you only here now? You see, I've been waiting for you for a long time. "
Then, Jiang Cheng stood up and gave the other party a seat.
"It's okay, I'll sit over there. You can sit here." Lao Luo didn't fall for Jiang Cheng's trick, so he walked to the opposite side and sat down.
"Not bad." Lao Luo patted the sofa under his butt and murmured, "I didn't expect that the place recommended by Fang Haoming wouldn't come."
"Oh, so it's Lao Luo's first time here?"
"Yeah, it was that guy Fang Haoming who introduced them to me."
"I see," replied Jiang Cheng.
He could tell from the other party's words that Fang Haoming should be one of his trusted subordinates. Otherwise, he wouldn't always mention Fang Haoming's name.
"Why did you come so late?" asked Jiang Cheng.
"There was a traffic jam on the road, so I was a little slow," replied Lao Luo.
If the other party's answer was given in normal times, Jiang Cheng might not believe it at all. But because Jiang Cheng encountered a crowd outside, he could understand the other party's mentality of being stuck in a traffic jam.
"It's okay, I didn't order anything. You came at the right time," added Jiang Cheng.
"Then you order. I'll find some documents for you to see."
Lao Luo put his briefcase on the table and took out a folder from it. It was full of documents, which almost made Jiang Cheng dizzy.
Since establishing his own gang, Jiang Cheng rarely had the opportunity to directly touch these documents. He gave all these documents to Britney.
Although doing this made it easier for him, it led to another result, which was that his document processing level became very backward, so much so that he was not even as good as ordinary middle school students. If Lao Luo took out a pile of documents for him to see now, it would probably take him a while.
"Lao Luo, there are so many things. What are they?" asked Jiang Cheng out of curiosity.
"This!" The corner of Lao Luo's mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smile, "These are all the business of our World Bank. It shouldn't be as much as your Lung Hing Society."
"Old Luo, that's the opposite of what you're saying. Our Dragonrise Association isn't as powerful as you guys. You guys have your businesses everywhere," Jiang Cheng replied.
His face became very gloomy. Lao Luo's words just made Jiang Cheng feel very embarrassed. In fact, this wasn't the first time he had been in such an awkward situation. His Dragonrising Association wasn't very strong. Although they could dominate Lindong Street, the Pallard Family on Huatu Street could easily suppress them. This had caused him to suffer setbacks time and time again.
Because his gang's level was not good enough, whenever someone mentioned it, they always liked to say sarcastically, "Your Lung Hing Society should be good, right?"
Usually, at this time, Jiang Cheng would either lower his head or reply awkwardly, "It's not like that."
Although it was very painful to slap his own face, it could motivate Jiang Cheng and make him work harder. He would never let those people look down on his Lung Hing Society.
"Hehe, our World Bank has only set up a small branch in every place. This is not as good as your Lung Hing Society occupying a territory, right?"
"If you count the power of the region, your Lung Hing Society is definitely the first in Lindong Street."
"This is nothing!" Jiang Cheng replied. "If I had a choice, I would rather be the boss of a World Bank! That way, at least thousands of brothers from all over the world can lead. "
"Actually, our World Bank is not as good as you think. It is not that simple."
"Oh?" Jiang Cheng heard Lao Luo's words and was confused.
According to Jiang Cheng's memory, he had heard that the World Bank's benefits were good, and the employees' income was high.
According to this fact, as a boss, the salary should be higher, and the benefits should be more abundant.
"Lao Luo, you are saying the opposite!" Jiang Cheng replied with a smile.
He didn't think what Lao Luo said was true.
"I am not lying to you. Our World Bank is actually falling, and there is an organization next to us that is gradually surpassing us."
"What organization?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"We will talk about this later." Lao Luo said. Then, he focused his attention on the documents in his hands, and coincidentally, he flipped to the documents belonging to Jiang Cheng.
"Come, this is your document. Take a look."
Jiang Cheng was puzzled, but he took the document from Lao Luo.
He glanced at it a few times and found a few big words written at the front: "Debt Bill."
"Damn!"
At that moment, Jiang Cheng's real reaction represented his real feelings. Fortunately, he held back and didn't scold him out loud. Instead, he scolded Lao Luo in his heart.
"At this time, he took out the debt bill. There is no room for negotiation?" Jiang Cheng thought in his heart. He wondered what Lao Luo's intention was.
"Lao Luo, why did you take this out at this time?" Jiang Cheng asked with a smile.
"No, it is just for you to see. Don't be afraid!"
"Let's eat something."
Immediately, Lao Luo put down the document in his hand and reached out to stop the waiter who was about to pass by.
"Hello, what can I do for you?" The waiter asked politely. As the service staff of a high-end cafe, they were required to treat customers with courtesy and respect. This staff member obviously met this requirement.
Jiang Cheng saw this scene from the side and said with a smile, "Anything is fine. I'm fine with anything."
"How can this be?"
"Since I called you over, and I got to eat it, then I can't just do whatever I want."
As a member of the World Bank, Lao Luo had a rich mathematical thinking. Of course, they couldn't do things based on their own intuition and preferences. After all, that was extremely irresponsible.
"Give each of us a cup of Brazilian white coffee."
"One cup is enough. The 500ml kind, no more, no less."
After Lao Luo finished speaking, Jiang Cheng stared at him.
"500ml? That much? "
"Yes, yes," Lao Luo replied.
In his impression, the more the quantity, the more respect the customer had. This had become a universal consensus in their world.
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