Picked Up a Chef?

Just as Jiang Zhengyu was feeling excited, Chen Yun walked in.

"Mengmeng, why didn't you arrange for the guests to sit?" Chen Yun glanced at her.

"Director Chen, you're back." Jiang Zhengyu quickly changed his expression. "No, no. It has nothing to do with Miss Chen. I've never seen such a luxurious hall, so I stood up to take a look."

"However, Director Chen, this… is too much." Jiang Zhengyu pointed at the vase in front of him. "Do you know what this is?"

Chen Yun looked at the blue-and-white porcelain vase and nodded slightly. "It's a blue-and-white porcelain vase."

"Do you know how much such an item can be sold for?"

"About a hundred million." Chen Yun looked at Jiang Zhengyu. "It's for decoration. Is there a problem?"

Jiang Zhengyu was speechless.

He was ruthless! He was really ruthless!

A vase worth more than a hundred million yuan was filled with water and flowers.

He even said that it was used for decoration!