Chapter 85 - Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion - NovelsTime

Queen of the Days, She Was Only More Than a Billion

Chapter 85

Author: Tong Lingchen
updatedAt: 2025-05-05

Yang Panpan put down his false high airs early and adhered to the principle of taking over as long as there is work, and did not refuse anyone.

    She is not good at expressing her thanks in words. Once she liked to return with equivalent goods, but now she will keep it silently in her heart. The future is long. She believes she can stand up again. Regardless of kindness or hatred, there will be a day of liquidation.

    "OK, I remember. Sister Xi, do you go home to have a rest?" Huang Yi really went too far. People didn''t show up, making her embarrassed to leave. I''m sleepy after running all morning.

    Nanxi shook her head: "let''s go to a place, see the good play, and wear a hat and mask."

    As soon as there was a play, Yang Panpan''s spirit came. With curiosity, he got off with Nanxi and entered a coffee shop by the river. The facade was full of nostalgia.

    The bodyguard elder brother and his younger brother always follow Nanxi 100 meters behind him and do their duty.

    The male store manager obviously knew and knew Nanxi very well. As soon as he saw the nanny car, he immediately put down his work and went out to meet the guests.

    "Here you are. I''ll inform someone to prepare."

    Nanxi held the sunglasses and inserted his hands into the white wind pocket: "don''t prepare the terrace. Don''t inform your boss. I''ll have other things when I sit."

    The store manager respectfully obeyed: "OK, what''s your friend''s preference?" the boss''s most important guest, he didn''t dare to insult.

    After being stared at for five seconds, Yang Panpan responded and asked her. He replied bluntly, "whatever, just drink well."

    The store manager quickly cleaned up the first floor. The original guests should either pay the original price or move to the second floor.

    Due to the influence of the Su family in the upper class circle, although the guests are unhappy, they can only cooperate and will not openly make trouble in his shop.

    Yang Panpan sat with Nanxi near the window. When he sat down, he found that there was no heaven and earth. About looking at the fan lobby, the hard clothes with gray and black as the main color, together with various expensive glass ornaments, can only be described in four words, low-key and luxurious.

    Nanxi put her hands on her legs smoothly, and her elegant sitting posture is slightly artificial. It is absolutely perfect here.

    I''m used to seeing Nanxi behave properly, but I always feel that her state is a little tense after coming in.

    Who is Yang Panpan? Generally, Yang Panpan can''t hide a secret in his heart. He asks, "sister Xi, is this shop opened by the young owner of Zhangjia?" there are not many people who can make Nanxi pay special attention to her manners. It''s wrong to think about it. Nanxi''s state in the face of Zhang Yichen is good and bad.

    Sure enough, Nanxi shook her head next second: "the boss of this store has a good relationship with me, but I hate the boss''s mother."

    More direct than her emotional expression, Yang Panpan laughed twice: "if I guessed right, the boss should be a man."

    "Yes."

    Yang Panpan quickly searched the information in his mind and forcibly integrated into the aristocratic circle in the past two years. It seems that it has been mentioned that the real senior club in mordu is not a Polaroid, but a club under a chain hotel run by a powerful family.

    Being able to mention a strong family in front of her proves that this family is stronger than the Yang family in its heyday. With the exclusion method, except for Zhang Jia, it seems that only the Su family is left.

    Su family!

    Before verification, the store manager came with a tray. Put down the red drink of Nanxi wine and put a glass of green and blue drinks in front of Yang Panpan. The wall of the cup is hung with an exquisite tag, signed "whatever".

    Pick up the straw differently, and the taste is indescribable. Just like Tucao, the fragrance of a passion fruit make complaints about the smell.

    There''s not enough fine products to let the strange smell disappear.

    Looking at the way Yang Panpan frowned and squeezed his eyes, Nanxi asked, "is it good?"

    "I can''t describe my culture. Try it." Yang Panpan pushed the drink to Nanxi.

    Nanxi resolutely refused to test the poison: "No."

    While talking, Yang Panpan realized the meaning of "casual". He clearly had a favorite taste, but he could do anything at will. In the end, he couldn''t do anything.

    I thought the store manager could cope with it. It turned out to be very intentional.

    Dare to ask: "can this store make corresponding drinks as long as they say a name?"

    Nanxi: "almost."

    What a magical shop, she sighed and found that Nanxi''s expression showed some expectation.

    With her eyes, she saw an acquaintance, dead slag man Jin Bing. He was walking on the road dejected and looked more sad than when he was beaten at the beginning of the morning.

    Nanxi waved to the bodyguard''s elder brother, who turned and faced one of his younger brothers in a suit. Whispered a few words, the little brother stood at attention and said, "yes."

    Walking out, Yang Panpan, the professional quality of the trainer, recognized the doorway and exclaimed, "the regular Bu team came out."

    Nanxi didn''t attend to the answer and stared out of the window. Yang Panpan stopped running and locked Jin Bing''s direction together.

    I saw the younger brother of the bodyguard go out and inadvertently meet Jin Bing. He bowed politely and apologized, but Jin Bing is the master of forgiveness.

    He grabbed his arm and scolded something. He dodged in fear and wanted to get rid of it.

    But the more he dodged, the more he aroused Jin Bing''s desire to bully him, and his strength increased.

    Yang Panpan, who didn''t know the truth, was so angry that he scolded: "my son doesn''t have a long memory."

    Ready to rush out, let the bodyguard stop: "take a closer look."

    As she sat down, the bodyguard took off the headset and handed it to Nanxi. Nanxi hung her ears leisurely, drank drinks and watched the play.

    When Yang Panpan got up and sat down, the situation outside the window turned around. Jin Bing lay on the ground, holding his waist and shouting. The expression of pain on his face was not like pretending.

    The bodyguard''s younger brother is lying on the side. The situation is even worse and his face is broken in several places.

    Judging from their position and posture, Yang Panpan can conclude that Jin Bing''s son pushed too hard, causing the bodyguard''s younger brother to knock down.

    The question is, if he pushes people, how can he be more injured?

    Many people around him pointed at Jin Bing. They should be scolding him for being immoral. After beating him, they pretended to take off their responsibilities.

    Not long after, the ambulance came, and the bodyguard was put on the stretcher by the angels in white.

    Leave and call Jin Bing who is not managed. He should call 120 himself and let him go in about 15 minutes.

    Seeing that Yang Panpan was happy, he looked confused and excited and said, "sister Xi doesn''t stand up for justice. I won''t share the detailed process of interesting things with me."

    Nanxi took off the phone and handed it back to the bodyguard. He arranged to say, "in the afternoon, you can buy more nutrition to see Xiaowei and leave one person with me."

    The bodyguard replied, "the flesh injury is not an obstacle. He can return to his post and go to work normally tomorrow. However, the situation of the people who fight with him is not optimistic. Two ribs are broken on the left and right, and he can''t get out of bed in half a year."

    "If I say it''s an obstacle, let Xiaowei cultivate for a few days and triple his salary during his illness."

    Nanxi threw out the words in a faint tone, and the bodyguard elder brother shouted, "yes."

    Yang Panpan couldn''t help being curious. He reached out to help Nanxi massage her shoulders and neck and tried his best to please: "sister Haoxi, tell me quickly. What''s the situation?"

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