True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 3 Ancient O Continent

  Nie Chao was stunned again: "???"

  What?

  What did he hear?

Add an ancient character before   O Zhou, and the meaning is completely changed.

  That was O Continent from the 14th century to the 16th century. Because of an ideological and cultural movement, countless famous figures appeared in various fields such as literature, art, and music. O Continent has also turned from decline to prosperity.

There are many royal families in   O Continent, but most of them no longer exist. Until now, there are still ten royal families headed by country Y, and the etiquette of each royal family is different.

  It's just an ordinary sitting posture. He didn't see the slightest doorway. Why did he follow the etiquette of the O Zhou royal family?

  But Nie Chao didn't doubt Fu Yunshen's words.

  Because the son-in-law told him that in order to be a successful young man, the prerequisite is to know astronomy and geography.

  Nie Chao always felt that there was something wrong with these words, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to be taught with an humility.

  The first man in Shanghai knows the etiquette of the royal family of O Zhou is not surprising, but this little sister from the country, the Ying family?

   Ying Ziying opened his eyes, his expression remained unchanged.

  She changed her posture and sat with her chin resting on her hand. She was too lazy: "I have read the corresponding books."

   Fu Yunshen leaned back and laughed: "This hobby is different from ordinary children."

  嬴子衿 did not respond anymore.

  After ten minutes of work, all the dishes are ready.

  There is no single room in Han Pavilion. Each table is separated by a cyan curtain. There is an incense burner beside the table, and different incenses are put in according to the preferences of the guests.

There is also a small stone bridge and flowing water beside   , which is full of ancient style.

  Ying Ziying tilted her head, her eyes moved slightly.

  Osmanthus fragrans, rosemary, agarwood, lavender, sandalwood... all of them are used to soothe the nerves. Obviously they were specially prepared.

  Just for a while, she felt much better.

  Ying Ziyan looked down.

  She came to the earth for the first time, in the middle of the fifteenth century.

  She did not expect that she would come to the earth again, after all, she was a mortal person, and it was not easy to survive.

  Because the injury was so severe that her soul was completely broken, her consciousness fell asleep for nearly seventeen years, and she only woke up today. After waking up, she was in a bit miserable situation.

  Long-term anemia makes this body very weak, it can even be said to be riddled with holes, and it breaks when touched.

  She needs a lot of jade medicinal materials to improve her body and restore Qi and blood.

  But she is short of money.

  Before, she had deposited a lot of gold in O Continent. After so many years, the bank that used to be should also be closed down. I don’t know if her gold is still there.

  Ying Zijin thought for a while and asked: "Are there any fun places in Shanghai?"

   "That's too much." Nie Chao was drunk and stomped, "You've been here for so long, haven't you gone out to play?"

   "Live blood banks, there should be no such thing as freedom."

  Nie Chao was choked again.

   "Children, drink this." Fu Yunshen handed the girl a bowl of longan and red jujube soup. After seeing her took it, she lay in the bamboo chair, "How many times has Ying Luwei been injured in this year?"

  Nie Chao was stunned for a moment, forget it: "If you just go to the hospital, no less than ten times."

  As soon as the number was exported, even he was surprised.

  Ying Luwei has hemophilia, no one in Shanghai knows, so the ladies and gentlemen are also guarding carefully.

  She is Jiang Moyuan’s fiancee again. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is loved by all the elders of the four giants.

  I dare not touch it, how could it hurt her so many times?

  Nie Chao tentatively said: "Big brother, you won't have lost to her so many times..."

  The words came to my lips, but I didn't say any more.

   More than ten blood transfusions, who can hold it?

  Liao Zijin slowly finished the longan and red dates soup, and squinted his eyes, but it didn’t matter: "Don’t stop."

  The vitality of this body was exhausted just when she woke up, and now she has barely recovered a little, showing how weak it is.

   "Well, that's good." Fu Yunshen raised his hand and passed a tissue to the girl. He chuckled lightly with a gentle voice, "She can be selected for the Guinness World Records."

  Nie Chao broke out in a cold sweat again.

  He and Fu Yunshen have known each other since they were young and they know their temperaments.

  Once the young master spoke in this gentle tone, it proved to be really angry.

  But how can this be?

  Ying’s family accepted an adopted daughter, who served them deliciously, not just for the blood?

  The darkness in the rich family, they have been used to seeing each other all these years, and there is something more nasty than this kind of thing.

  Nie Chao sighed, and invited the waiter to show his hospitality: "Big brother, eat more, Qi Shao is right, we must make good blood."

  嬴子衿 looked at the plate she had finally eaten clean and filled with pig liver: "..."

  **

  At this time, the carved wooden door of Han Pavilion opened again.

  The sound of footsteps sounded, and a group of people walked in.

Headed by    is a man with a stalwart figure and slender and powerful legs wrapped in black suit trousers.

  He has an indifferent face, thin eyebrows, and a kind of alienated nobleness all over his body, but he also has the charm of a fatal mature man.

  Even the waiter of Han Pavilion could not help being slightly solemn when he saw people coming.

  This face, no one in Shanghai would not know it.

  The third master of the Jiang family, Jiang Moyuan.

  The first heir to the four giants, who combines appearance, status, and power.

  A man who all the ladies in Shanghai want to marry.

  The manager stepped forward, respectful but not humbled: "Mr. Jiang, the seat you reserved is here, please follow me."

  Jiang Mo nodded far away, raised his foot and walked in.

  But at this moment, the secretary who followed suddenly stepped forward and whispered: "San Ye."

  After finishing speaking, she pointed in a direction.

  Jiang Moyuan frowned, but he turned his head and looked in the direction of the secretary's direction, his eyes suddenly sinking.

  The thin girl was sitting on the bamboo chair with her head sideways, not knowing what happened, her expression was very resisting.

  He also knew the people sitting next to her.

  Fu Yunshen.

  The young man from the Fu family has an unusual reputation.

  Sent abroad for three years, it seems that I haven’t grown a little bit.

  I don't know what was thinking of, Jiang Moyuan frowned deeper, and strode away, leaving the few people behind him staring at each other.

  These people are all customers of Jiang's Group, and they understand Jiang Moyuan's temperament.

  Shanghai City Jiang Sanye, his joy and anger have never been exposed, what can make him change his face?

   "San Ye is going to discipline a disobedient junior, and will come back later." The secretary apologized, "Please take a seat first."

  　 The male protagonist is in his first hand, clean, clean

  　　 Fu Yunshen:? Give some face

  　　 He is not the protagonist of romantic essay routines, so I won’t say much about spoilers.

  (End of this chapter)