"It's certain, Young Master Rong is really sensible. I hope you will be more responsible in the future." Yao Zhi was polite to Rong Jincheng.

"I am not very good at not speaking two families. Maybe Mrs. Han has heard that I used to love playing. I just hope it's not too late to meet Rourou now."

"Young people, who hasn't like to play with them?" Yao Zhi said, "I heard from my husband that Mr. Rong has a good temper and a good personality, which is rare."

"Missing, mischievous." Rong Jincheng said modestly, "I feel embarrassed to praise you. I will go buy something later and see Mr. Han."

"No need to spend money, just come. Yurou heard that she was on a business trip, but she didn't know if she was back."

"I'm back, I've arranged a residence for her, it's pretty good. Don't worry about her, I will take good care of her. Mrs. Han, just take good care of Mr. Han."

“Yes, yes.”

Rong Jincheng chatted with Yao Zhi for a while again.

Rong Jincheng has always been sweet-mouthed, and he is very good at being a human being, so he makes Yao Zhi like him very much.

Hang up the phone and Rong Jincheng twitched twice.

He knew that he was pretty and could easily make people happy.

But after hanging up the phone, a layer of frost-like indifference brewed in his eyes, condensed into ice.

I don’t know how long it took, a little servant ran in.

"Young Master, there is a guest here."

"Take him to the collection room and sit for a while, and I'll be here soon."

"good."

Rong Jincheng stood up, he knew that it was Meng Chen who came.

He cleaned his clothes and hair, and after he confirmed that he was very handsome, he walked out confidently.

The collection room in Jinyuan is simple and elegant, with many ancient books and cultural relics placed, and the four walls are hung with calligraphy and paintings of famous artists.

There are bouquets of flowers airlifted from the Netherlands on the table, which became the only life in the collection room.

Rong Jincheng didn’t know much about cultural relics. When he bought these, he just pretended to be a storefront.

After all, he found that rich people do this.

I don’t have many collections at home, so I feel embarrassed to say that I am rich.

Also, it feels very good to buy things, especially when spending a lot of money.

Anyway, what I spent was his money, and it would not be spent in vain. He could not take it away after he died.

For example, although he couldn't see the reason for Shen Zhou's painting in the collection room, he spent 30 million to snatch love from others at the auction.

It looks really good if it is hung on the wall for 30 million.

Rong Jincheng was quite satisfied with his collection room.

As he thought about it, Rong Jincheng walked to the collection room.

The servant was greeting Meng Chen for tea.

Meng Chen had met Rong Jincheng at some red wine parties before, but he was not unfamiliar with it.

In his impression, Rong Jincheng was the focus when he went to every place, attracting bees and butterflies.

However, Meng Chen has never been interested in these second-generation ancestors and has never paid attention to them.

Unexpectedly, one day he would deal with a second-generation ancestor.

"Hello, Mr. Meng." Rong Jincheng stretched out his hand.

Meng Chen politely shook his hand: "Okay."

"Mr. Meng thinks how is my collection room? I'll give it to Mr. Meng if you like."

"I'm not very interested in these things." Meng Chen said bluntly.

"That's a pity. Mr. Meng is in a high position in Qiao. It's logical that he should be corrupt. No, he made a lot of money. Buying some collections can show a unique taste."

"According to Mr. Rong's words, Mr. Rong's taste should be elegant and expensive, but I didn't see it."
Chapter completed!