The Rebirth of the National Goddess

A group of people walked to the inside of the bank in a mighty manner.

The plan was interrupted, and Chu Jin had to change to another bank.

After going through all the formalities, she got on the bus and went to the Municipal First People's Hospital.

Chu Jin went to the first floor first, paid the fee, and then went to the inpatient department.

Although the Zhao family has no taste, they are very good at superficial work, and they arranged the best VIP ward for Zhao Xian.

Zhao Xuan was just lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, wearing an oxygen mask, and covered with instruments all over his body. If it wasn't for the beating ECG beside him, he wouldn't be able to see much vital signs.

Chu Jin sat quietly in front of the hospital bed, as beautiful as a painting.

As soon as the nurse opened the door, he saw such a scene.

"Are you...Miss Chu?" The nurse froze for a moment and asked with some doubts.

Chu Jin raised his eyes lightly, and smiled at the visitor, "Aunt Liu."

"Miss Chu, is it really you?" The nurse's eyes were full of disbelief.

In fact, this is really not to blame the nurse.

Every time in the past, when Chu Jin came to the hospital, her face was full of tears, lifeless, and her clothes were very dull, not at all what a young girl should be.

"Well," Chu Jin nodded slightly, "Auntie Liu, my mother will ask you, I still have something to do, so let's go first, if you have any questions, you can call me."

For her now, time is life, and she has one more thing to do.

That is to buy a bookstore located in a prosperous area of ​​the capital.

——Yan Yuzhai.

The bookstore is not big, with a total of two floors.

Five hundred square meters.

But it was her life's painstaking effort in her previous life.

After graduating from university, the first bucket of money she earned was to invest in this bookstore.

Opening a bookstore named Yan Yu was her childhood dream.

She wants to leave a light for the city, and a light for the heavy-duty pedestrians.

This is a bookstore not for profit.

It's just a pure interest and a childhood dream.

After her death, because Yan Yuzhai had no profit value, she became an abandoned child in Shen Lingtian's hands.

Within a few days, Shen Lingtian sold it off.

It changed from Yan Yuzhai at the beginning to a commercial cafe, and finally transformed into a Sichuan restaurant full of oily smoke.

Chu Jin stood in front of Yan Yuzhai, looking at the familiar building, his eyes were a little sore for a moment.

She never thought that one day, she would come to Yan Yuzhai in such a capacity.

Except for the signboard hanging on the gate, everything in Yan Yuzhai has changed.

From the original bookstore to the current cafe.

From the original antique decoration to the current magnificent European decoration.

...

Chu Jin found a seat by the window and sat down.

Soon a waiter came over.

"Miss, what do you need?" The waiter handed over a drink list.

Chu Jin took the wine list, flipped through two pages, and said, "A glass of Blue Mountain."

"OK, wait."

The waiter was about to turn around and leave, but Chu Jin's voice came again, "Also, I want to see your person in charge."

The waiter looked at Chu Jin calmly. She saw a lot of people like this who came to her door. They were just relying on her youth and beauty to eat her youth.

Ever since Zhou Yiheng showed up here, every day, all kinds of beauties found various excuses to post them upside down.

But it was the first time seeing her at such a young age.

Not only is she young, but her face is pretty enough.

There was a strong disdain in the waiter's eyes, "Sorry miss, our cafe doesn't have this business."

In her previous life, Chu Jin had been among all kinds of people, so she naturally understood what the waiter's eyes meant.

It's also my fault that she didn't express clearly. It is inevitable that someone will wear colored glasses. Chu Jin didn't bother with the waiter, "My surname is Chu. I made an appointment with your Manager Zhou to meet here. Now that I'm here, please go and inform me he."

When she was planning to ask the Zhao family for the 50 million yuan, she had already asked Ah Zi to help her make an appointment with the current person in charge of the cafe, Zhou Yiheng, on the Internet.

The waiter looked at Chu Jin again.

Ordinary, too ordinary.

In addition to that pretty face,

She is really too ordinary.

None of his clothes are famous brands, and the materials of the clothes are also very ordinary, not purely handmade.

Moreover, I have never seen this face in the circle of celebrities in the capital. How could such a person have an appointment with Zhou Yiheng.

A commoner little wild sparrow also wants to fly on a branch and become a phoenix?

What a dream.

A mocking smile curled up on the waiter's mouth.

"I'm sorry," the waiter said sorry, but he didn't mean to be sorry at all. "Miss, we may not have time to see you now, Mr. Zhou."

It was the first time in Chu Jin's life that someone looked at him with such eyes.

It was also the first time that I had such a deep understanding of how important power is in this world.

If the person sitting here today was a glamorous wealthy lady, would this waiter still have such a tough and... disdainful attitude?

The corner of Chu Jin's mouth curled up, and then he raised his eyes slightly and moved his gaze to the waiter's face.

Looking at it this way, Chu Jin suddenly realized that this face was inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Also, with that unique temperament, even wearing a waiter's uniform can't cover up the domineering arrogance on her body.

She is definitely not an ordinary waiter, Chu Jin decided not to deal with her anymore.

The waiter turned around and left very coolly.

"Ah Zi, send Zhou Heng's contact information to my phone."

Ah Zi in Zilei Space was sitting on a stone bench with her tablet in her arms. After hearing Chu Jin's words, she immediately replied, "Okay, give me ten seconds."

After getting Zhou Heng's contact information, Chu Jin immediately took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Heng.

The person who answered the phone was a rough voice, and the other party said that he would come back in 30 minutes.

"Hello? Is this Miss Chu?" A tall and slender figure stood beside the table.

At this time, Chu Jin was lowering his eyes, and his consciousness was studying the Ziyin spirit box in the Zilei space, which was said to be able to hold everything in the world.

Hearing the sound, she immediately moved out of Zilei's space.

He raised his eyes and looked directly in front of him, only to see,

The person who came was a gentle and handsome young man with an extraordinary bearing. He was very young, about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, which Chu Jin never expected.

Hearing the voice on the phone, she thought she would see a Mediterranean version of a middle-aged uncle...

See her doubts.

Zhou Yiheng took the initiative: "I didn't expect that Miss Chu would... be so young and so beautiful."

Chu Jin smiled slightly, got up from the chair, and stretched out his right hand towards Zhou Yiheng, "Hi, Mr. Zhou, I'm Chu Jin."

Zhou Yiheng: I played so early, I am the second male, right?

Stupid author: Give me a look and you can experience it yourself, right? (;￢￢￢)?

Zhou Yiheng: ... So how old am I?