At that moment, Jiang Cheng paused and thought to himself, "Isn't this the bar of the Pallard family? How can I manage it?"

With this doubt, Jiang Cheng slowly walked on the street with Lao Luo's footsteps.

There were endless pedestrians on the road, and Jiang Cheng could no longer walk at this moment. He was a little tired and wanted to call a taxi. "Old Luo, how far is the Moshanluo Bar from here? Otherwise, we would take the bus and wouldn't be too tired."

"Actually, Moshanluo Bar is just nearby, so you don't have to worry too much. You will arrive soon. It will be a waste of money to take a bus, which is not worth it."

Jiang Cheng was a little discouraged. She glared at the other party, feeling that the other party was particularly stingy and refused to spend any money. How could he lead the World Bank to the peak? How could he kill those black families?

Although he was a little depressed, Jiang Cheng was still following Lao Luo. As long as he arrived at Mo Shanluo, Jiang Cheng’s doubts could be solved. Is the Mo Shanluo bar managed by the Palad family or taken over by the World Bank? In other words, is the background of the bar World Bank or the Pala family?

However, according to Lao Luo's words just now, Jiang Cheng already had some of his own ideas. If this bar was Pala's family, then Lao Luo's World Bank would have almost no profit there.

Since bars are one of the largest businesses of Lao Luo’s World Bank, it must be a lot of money to make in bars.

So Moshanro Bar is definitely one of their main sources of income.

Just at this moment, a minion passed by Jiang Cheng and knocked Jiang Cheng away.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you hitting me?" Jiang Cheng was a little angry, looking at the other party with a ferocious look on his face, and said angrily.

The other party turned his head and paused, and he looked at Jiang Cheng.

In a blink of an eye, she looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile on her face.

"So it's you."

The man said excitedly.

At this moment, what appeared in front of Jiang Cheng was a minion with disheveled hair and a ragged body, looking like a beggar.

Jiang Cheng basically didn't deal with such a person, so when he heard the other party's words, he was shocked.

"Are you talking to me?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The minion paused for a moment and thought, "Can you forget me, this kid Jiang Cheng?"

When the other party did not answer Jiang Cheng's question, Lao Luo next to him urged, "Okay, don't talk too much. Let's go to Moshanluo's bar quickly. Don't deal with such people too much, as it will lower our World Bank's level."

Jiang Cheng thought about it and thought it was the same. Now he is doing things in a relatively large institution. If he has something to do with these minions, wouldn’t that be bad?

Moreover, they basically don’t have any connection with these minions. They mainly do some big businesses.

"Okay, let's go to Moshanluo's bar now," Jiang Chengzuo was about to leave.

In a blink of an eye, the minion suddenly rushed up, and he stopped Jiang Cheng, with his hands open and his eyes staring at each other.

"Jiang Cheng, you shouldn't know me anymore." The minion asked.

"Who are you?" Jiang Cheng asked. As expected, the other party really forgot about him.

The minion raised one hand and covered his head, and he was a little puzzled.

"Why haven't seen Jiang Cheng for a few years turned against him? Where did Jiang Cheng, who was so energetic and vowed to work together?" He murmured, then walked to the side and gave up a way for Jiang Cheng.

In the eyes of the minion, since the other party no longer knows him, there is no need to have too much contact with the other party to avoid embarrassing himself.

"Does he know me? And look at him, it seems like I know him." Jiang Cheng murmured from his mouth, then looked at Lao Luo next to him in the afterglow, and he asked, "Do you know him?"

Lao Luo shook his head and said, "I definitely don't know you. How could I know such a person? I guess only you, Jiang Cheng, will have contact with such a person. After all, you Longxinghui can eat both black and white."

"Who said?" Jiang Cheng retorted, "We, Longxinghui, have long stopped doing such things. For us, making money is the most important thing. Although we are in contact with those black and white people, we will not deal with some unimportant people."

In fact, just think about it and you will know that these minions will basically not generate much profit for them. At most, they robbed and fought on the street. What else can they do besides that?

Then Jiang Cheng turned his gaze to the minion sitting next to the corner of the street. The other party was covering his head and lowering his head to think. Jiang Cheng felt relieved when the other party was now. After all, a person who likes to think is still admired.

Jiang Cheng thought to himself: "Do you want to go over and say hello to him? Maybe he really knows me. If he doesn't go and say hello to him, it's not good. Maybe he was a friend I met before, but now I forgot?"

After thinking about this, Jiang Cheng took an important step. He slowly approached the minion, then lowered his head and asked, "You know me, right?"

The minion raised his head, his eyes were bright, as if he could see through the other party at first sight. He said, "Of course I know you, your name is Jiang Cheng, right?"

"And two years ago, your Longxinghui just set up you and a friend in the bar, all night long, telling the future, right?"

“Looking forward…”

Jiang Cheng paused. His head suddenly rotated at high speed, and the memories of the past poured into his brain like flowing water.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng's eyes widened. He looked at the other party and said, "You are Zhang Baofeng, right? My brother, why did you appear at this time?"

Jiang Cheng was very excited at this time. Seeing this, Lao Luo next to him walked up and asked, "Jiang Cheng, do you know this person? Is he your brother or your previous friend? Or are you not friends now, are you?"

In fact, Lao Luo is still very worried because the World Bank is a relatively noble organization. If they are related to these irrelevant people, their reputation will definitely be seriously affected, and reputation will affect their competitiveness. This is obvious.

Then, Lao Luo said again, "If you were friends before, but not now, then we should leave quickly. After all, you still have to go to Moshanluo Bar to get familiar with the business."

Zhang Baofeng looked at Jiang Cheng with a puzzled look, and asked, "Jiang Cheng, are you no longer in Longxinghui? Have you lost all your vows? What you claimed to make Longxinghui the world's number one gang, has that ideal disappeared?"

"I remember you were so energetic that you did whatever you said, and you swear to be the best person. Could it be that you are no longer the Jiang Cheng I know?"

After Zhang Baofeng's repeated inquiries, Jiang Cheng seemed a little embarrassed. First of all, he did not give up his original dream. In fact, he did not let his Longxing fall quickly within two years and become an abandoned institution.

"Zhang Baofeng, you are actually wrong. I have always been firm in my dreams. Instead, it's you. Let's see what you are now." When he said this, he deliberately looked at Lao Luo next to him with his eyes. He was winking at the other party, hoping that Lao Luo could evaluate his friends.

But at this moment, Zhang Baofeng suddenly stood up and squeezed over from Jiang Cheng and Lao Luo, "Hmph, I haven't answered for many years, you just treat me like this. Since we are not friends, there is no need to say too much, right?" The other party left this sentence when he left.

Lao Luo was quite happy when he heard this. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and said to Jiang Cheng, "This is your friend. It's too unfaithful. Let's go, go, don't deal with such people too much. After all, they are not good for you. Compared to me, I will help your Longxing, who will become the world's number one."

Lao Luo said this is a fact, because the World Bank is much stronger than Longxinghui. If there is such an organization to help, it is almost within reach for their gang to become the world's number one. As the saying goes, the master leads the door and practices in an individual. First of all, you need a master, that is, a leader.

But Jiang Cheng ignored Lao Luo's words. Old friends are like a special category for Jiang Cheng. After all, time is a scarce resource, and it passed in a flash when he was a child or a teenager.

At that time, there were not many friends, only a few, and even fewer people could contact each other after many years. It is almost impossible for such friends to be reborn, and there are only a few in their lifetime, so Jiang Cheng cherishes them very much.

Lao Luo's face, which originally smiled, became dim at this moment. He glared at Jiang Cheng and left him.

At this time, his impression of Jiang Cheng began to become a little bad. He thought to himself, "Is it important to me or Zhang Baofeng important? This person is sick, right?"

The person Lao Luo refers to was Jiang Cheng. He originally thought that Jiang Cheng was a very smart person, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't know what was more important and what was most important.

How helpful can a small minion, Zhang Baofeng, be to Jiang Cheng’s Long Xing?

The result is obvious, almost nothing.

Lao Luo lowered his head and sighed, "Hey, then he sat on the stool in the corner of the street.

Lao Luo understood one thing at this time. This was a relatively critical thing for him and something that could make him feel happy.

"Jiang Cheng still has many shortcomings, but it's good. If he has shortcomings, it means he is not perfect. Then I don't have to be afraid of my position, and he will be occupied by him."
Chapter completed!