Chapter 2407 Where did this unreasonable person come from?

Chapter 2407

Jiang Wan deliberately brought Hai Jing onto the boat, using various methods to get him to invest, whether it was in technology, money, or manpower—basically, she got him onto her company's ship.

Although they do not participate in the company's decision-making, they still receive dividends.

Therefore, Haijing's salary is now much higher than that of ordinary workers.

All things considered, my monthly income is over 1000 yuan.

Therefore, having a meal here is no big deal, especially since he's meeting his future wife's family, so he's willing to spend the money.

When Haijing stepped in, he looked at the empty lobby and chose a seat by the window.

At that moment, the waiter brought the menu.

I opened the ocean view app and took a look; it's quite expensive.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He handed the menu back to the waiter.

He said in a low voice, "Give me a cup of coffee first. I'm waiting for someone. We'll order food together when they arrive."

The waiter agreed and went downstairs; this one cup of coffee alone cost 48 yuan.

Hai Jing picked up his coffee and sipped it slowly. He had to wait, and this cup of coffee would take half an hour to an hour, until Old Man Qiao arrived.

Even if he has money, he doesn't plan to waste too much money on this.

Time passed slowly, and by 11 o'clock, Old Man Qiao still hadn't arrived.

Hai Jing wasn't in a hurry. He had already prepared himself mentally, knowing that the old man wouldn't meet him easily, otherwise, where would the old man's face be?

Time passed slowly, and soon it was 11:15.

Old Man Joe still hasn't come.

At this point, a waiter came over and asked impatiently, "Excuse me, when will the person you're waiting for arrive? It's been so long, is it still possible for them to come?"

Hai Jing turned to look at her, raised an eyebrow, and said:

"This is supposed to be a high-end restaurant, so doesn't it mean that high-end restaurants have absolutely no sense of service?"

"Your restaurant is still open."

“I also spend money here, so I have the right to stay as long as I want.”

Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately fell silent. They didn't actually want to get rid of Hai Xiang, but they were worried that it was almost noon and if this person just drank coffee, it might affect the image of their restaurant.

What if someone comes in to eat and sees that they only have one cup of coffee? Wouldn't that be a problem?

Of course, more importantly, I felt that this person sitting here drinking coffee was an eyesore!

The waiter was forced to leave after being scolded by him.

Just then, a laugh rang out. Hai Jing turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a strong voice and dark hair standing in front of him. Hai Jing asked suspiciously:

Are you laughing at me? Is it for fun or are you deliberately mocking me?

The middle-aged man nodded, then shook his head: "I was just passing by and wanted to come in for a bowl of noodles. When I came in, I heard you criticizing the waiter, and I found it funny, so I couldn't help but laugh."

The middle-aged man spoke with a slight Minnan accent, clearly indicating he came from the south.

Hai Jing smiled faintly, pointed to the chair opposite him, and said, "Please sit down."

The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised: "We're not very familiar with each other, yet you're inviting me to sit down."

"If I order anything after I sit down, it might be charged to you."

Hai Jing chuckled and said:

"I didn't book this restaurant, and I didn't book this table either. You can sit wherever you want. Even if you sit across from me, it doesn't mean I have to pay the bill!"

"I feel like I'm being controlled when you stand there looking at me like that. I don't like looking up at people."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down opposite him.

Hai Jing looked at the man seriously, then asked abruptly yet matter-of-factly:

"Is your last name Qiao?"

The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised, a glint flashing in his eyes, but he quickly refused: "No, my surname isn't Qiao."

Hai Jing paused for a moment, then nodded and said:

"Sorry, I might have guessed wrong just now."

After a moment's hesitation, he turned to the waiter and snapped his fingers at him.

The waiter came over quickly, and Hai Jing said to him, "Bring me a coffee, the same one as mine, give it to him."

The middle-aged man said with some surprise, "I thought you would treat me to dinner."

Hai Jing looked at him coldly and said, "We've only just met, we're not familiar with each other, I don't even know your name. Why should I invite you to dinner?"

"I'm only offering you coffee because you're from the south and are from out of town."

"otherwise……"

He didn't say what he was going to say next, but they both understood what he meant.

The middle-aged man was even more surprised, looking at the sea view with great interest, finding this person quite interesting.

You might say he lacks a sense of justice, yet you still invited him to sit down.

But you could call him a pushover, since he only bought him a cup of coffee and there was a hint of rejection in his words.

After looking at it carefully for a few moments, the middle-aged man said, "I was just passing by, and I was really tired from walking, so I came in to sit down for a while."

He turned to the waiter and said, "Could you please bring me the menu? I'm a little hungry and would like a bowl of noodles."

The waiter handed him the menu, which the middle-aged man took, glanced at, and frowned before saying:

"Things here are really expensive."

Then he looked up at the sea view and said, "Your uniform looks like that of a soldier. Are soldiers all so rich now? Can you afford to eat the food here?"

His eyes held a hint of provocation and questioning.

Hai Jing put down the cup in her hand.

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and looked at the other person with a cold, sharp gaze, saying:

"You are nobody to me and have no right to interfere in my life."

"Where my money comes from is none of your business."

He paused, then added, "People and things in this world are not simply black and white."

"No one stipulates that soldiers only have this one kind of income. I was born into a good family, and my family is rich and willing to give me money, is that not allowed?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

He couldn't help but curl his lips into a sneer, saying, "Family, if your family were rich, would they still let you join the army?"

"Besides, the watch you're wearing only costs a few hundred yuan, and the shoes you're wearing are also very cheap."

"If your family were wealthy, would they allow you to go out dressed like this?"

"I bet it's because your girlfriend is rich that you're a kept man."

These words were sharp and blunt.

Hai Jing stared at him intently for a moment, but couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, the waiter brought the coffee over and placed it in front of the man opposite him.

Hai Jing then said, "He paid for his own coffee."

The waiter looked at Hai Jing with some surprise, and Hai Jing said, "I only pay for my friends."

"I originally thought you were just passing through here and came from the south. Meeting is fate, and I am willing to leave a way out for good."