The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Jiang Zhengqi hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tang Tang tentatively, asking with some questions, "In that case, I am too arrogant, Miss Tang, if you don't mind, why don't you follow Jiang Ran and call him that?"

"Grandpa Jiang," Tang Tang nodded with a smile.

Naturally, she would not despise him. Jiang Zhengqi was the mainstay of the Jiang family, a founding hero, and a people's hero.

Tang Tang has always been very respectful to amiable and respectable elderly people.

"Hahaha! Okay! Okay!"

Jiang Zhengqi was really happy! He was well aware of the name of Alberto, the legendary godfather of the Mafia and the tyrant head of Newkman.

It may be the strange desire of men to win or lose. Anyway, Grandpa Jiang feels that if he stands up now, he can still knock 10 little cherry blossoms away with one punch.

He waved his hand and said to Tang Tang kindly, "If Jiang Ran and Wang Feiyan make you angry, just tell me!"

? ?

No, it’s fine to scold Jiang Ran, but why does it have anything to do with me?

Wang Feiyan was confused.

At the same time, some other partners also brought their children to greet Jiang Zhengqi.

Seeing that some people started to become polite, Tang Tang nodded to Aunt Jiang and Grandma Jiang, then left the encirclement.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Wang Feiyan followed Tang Tang with his arms folded, shaking his head and laughing strangely.

Tang Tang looked at him with disdain and said speechlessly, "What are you doing?"

Wang Feiyan sighed deeply, and then exclaimed in a rather artificial recitation tone, "As expected of you, my sweetheart. When Aunt Jiang saw you, she ignored me and Lao Jiang."

After that, he rubbed against Tang Tang in a sneaky way like a dog and whispered, "But you are this."

He gave Tang Tang a thumbs up, and then said admiringly, "How come you and Grandpa Jiang are talking back and forth? Grandpa Jiang is usually very serious, and we young people don't dare to act unruly in front of him."

Tang Tang shrugged, "Because I respect the old and love the young."

Jiang Ran stood there silently, looking at Tang Tang, as if he was thinking about something.

Tang Tang knew that Jiang Ran definitely knew his grandfather better than Wang Feiyan.

From the conversation between Grandpa Jiang and Tang Tang just now, which seemed to be full of swords and sabers, Jiang Ran seemed to have sensed some hidden meaning.

But Jiang Ran still couldn't figure out what it was.

Tang Tang actually had no intention of hiding these things. She was now on a firm footing and no longer had flaws in everything like before. So she tilted her head and looked at Jiang Ran, raising her eyebrows.

That expression was obviously teasing him: Ask, what are you thinking about there?

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, then simply asked, "What did you just say to Grandpa?"

Tang Tang walked to the sofa next to the green plants in the corner, then sat down on the sofa, resting his right elbow on the armrest of the sofa, his body relaxed and softly leaning against the back of the sofa.

With one hand on his chin and legs crossed, his posture is relaxed yet a little dignified, like a superior.

She looked at Jiang Ran with a sly smile on her face and hooked her finger at him, "Want to know? Go, bring me a piece of cake. If it tastes good, I'll tell you."

Wang Feiyan took two steps to Tang Tang's left side, then stood on the left side of the sofa, half-sitting on the left armrest of the sofa, looking a bit noble and nonchalant.

He also smiled and imitated Tang Tang, waving his hands at Jiang Ran, "Go quickly, go quickly, Old Jiang, if she doesn't want to eat later, we won't be able to hear a word."

Why don't you go?

Jiang Ran laughed, gave Wang Feiyan a cold look, then turned and left.

"Lao Jiang, I want to eat puffs!"

Wang Feiyan added a sentence at the end in a mean way.

……

Did Jiang Ran go?

Jiang Ran went, but didn't leave.

He didn't even go to the dessert counter, but went straight to the kitchen.

When he was near the road, he met a middle-aged woman who was dressed rather simply. The middle-aged woman greeted Jiang Ran happily when she saw him, "Master! Why are you in the kitchen? Are you hungry?"

Jiang Ran looked at Aunt Liu who had taken care of him growing up, and nodded, "Aunt Liu, is the pistachio Napoleon that I told you to start making in advance ready?"

"It's done, it's done! Master, you said yesterday that you had to prepare it, and I discussed it with the chef in advance today. It's just done, and it's being kept warm in the oven!"

Jiang Ran met Wang Ma and Jiang Mu yesterday while they were finalizing the dishes for today's banquet. At that moment, he thought of the first time he and Wang Feiyan met Tang Tang, when she served a bunch of food in the buffet restaurant of the Hornlai Hotel.

Later, the few of them got to know each other because of Napoleon, a piece of happy fruit.

So he interrupted the discussion between Jiang's mother and Liu's mother, and interrupted them to tell them to prepare it today.

I didn’t expect that it would actually come in handy now.

Jiang Ran nodded, and suddenly thought of Wang Feiyan's slutty look, then lowered his eyes to look at Aunt Liu and asked, "Do you have any more puffs?"

"Yes, yes, I'm still working on it! All that's left is to squeeze the cream."

Jiang Ran's mouth curled up inexplicably, with a rare mischievous look. He looked at Aunt Liu and said calmly, "Then Aunt Liu, go ask the chef to make some puffs with mustard cream filling."

"what?"

Aunt Liu thought she had heard wrongly, looked at Jiang Ran in confusion, and asked again, "Master, what kind of filling did you say you wanted?"

Jiang Ran's eyes showed some joy, and he said slowly, "Mustard, the kind that chokes you to death."

hiss……

Aunt Liu responded silently, looking at Jiang Ran who was unmoved but exuded an inexplicable sense of happiness, and observed a minute of silence for someone who was about to be tricked.

Then he turned around and went into the kitchen, and said to the chef, "Lao Zhang, I want mustard puffs! The kind that's so pungent!"

……

It only took Jiang Ran a dozen minutes to get a plate of freshly baked dessert.

Inside a beautiful golden tray, on one side was a pistachio Napoleon shaped into a triangle.

Several layers of crispy chips are placed overlappingly, the light green pistachio milk sauce exudes a rich aroma, and various fruits are added for garnish.

It looks exquisite and delicious.

On the other side, there were three large round puffs of pastry, each about the size of half a palm.

From the opening where the cream is injected, it can be seen that there is light green cream inside, and it seems to be a pistachio cream puff.

Mm, it smells good too.

Because the skillful chef not only made mustard cream, but in order to prevent the mustard smell from disrupting his master's plan, he also used his special skills to mix in some pistachio cream to cover up the smell.

Now two of the three big crispy puffs are safe, and one is a thoughtful little gift that Jiang Ran prepared for that bastard Wang Feiyan.

In fact, Jiang Ran is much more mature now. When he was a child, he looked serious, but he was actually a dark person who would do something bad from time to time without showing any emotion.