155: 155 First Encounter 155: 155 First Encounter “Pff, what the hell, Jiang Chen, is that really you?”
The next afternoon.
Jiang Chen and Li Shao were teaming up to play games, while Bai Zheli had gone to the library.
While lounging on his bed and scrolling through short videos, Luo Peng suddenly did a fish flop and bounced up.
“What’s up?”
Li Shao turned around, confused.
Although Jiang Chen’s skills were much better than Luo Peng’s, League of Legends was a game of luck, and the teammates they had matched with weren’t very good.
The bot lane duo seemed to have a grudge from a previous game and started cursing each other from the outset, leading the support to throw the game by intentionally feeding the enemy.
Even with the coordinated efforts of Jiang Chen and Li Shao in the mid and jungle positions, they struggled to turn the game around.
Finally.
Someone initiated a surrender.
Jiang Chen didn’t want to continue to suffer, “I voted yes, how about you?”
“I’m the one who started it.”
Li Shao replied.
“What kind of man, haha, Li Shuru is really cruel.
She did that on purpose, didn’t she?”
Luo Peng jumped down from the bed, unable to contain his laughter.
Li Shao stood up, took the phone, looked at it, and his face showed surprise, followed by laughter.
“Jiang Chen, you’ve gone viral.”
Without a doubt, someone recorded the clip of Li Shuru requesting the song yesterday and uploaded it online, garnering over five hundred thousand likes.
Jiang Chen took the phone and glanced at it but didn’t pay much attention.
The internet has no memory, and in a few days, this incident would be forgotten like a passing breeze.
“So what’s the deal with you and Li Shuru right now?”
Luo Peng was curious.
“She called you ‘not a man.’ Can you tolerate that?”
“She was just requesting a song, don’t overthink it.”
Jiang Chen said nonchalantly.
“Damn.”
Luo Peng’s eye twitched, admiring the other party’s ability to deceive himself and others.
A rush of ringtones sounded urgently.
It was Jiang Chen’s phone.
He glanced at the caller ID; it was Luo Li’er calling.
What was coming would always come.
Compared to being recorded and posted online, the challenge he was about to face was much more daunting.
Jiang Chen took a deep breath and walked to the balcony to answer the call.
“Senior Jiang, my sister has time now.”
Jiang Chen was direct.
“The location.”
“I’ll send the location to your phone in a bit.
You need to get back within an hour, my sister doesn’t like to wait.”
Jiang Chen detected something, “Aren’t you coming with me?”
“My sister wants to meet you, not me.
What would I do there?
Anyway, I’ll send you the address.
You better hurry and leave; time’s tight.”
Luo Li’er quickly hung up.
Then a text message came through.
Jiang Chen opened the address and realized the marked location was about a half-hour drive from Dongda University; it was definitely doable in theory.
“I need to step out for a bit.”
He pocketed his phone and quickly left the dormitory.
Honor the trust of those who entrust you; serve the interests of those who hire you.
Since he had promised, he needed to do his best to fulfill it.
To save time, Jiang Chen took the campus bus to the main gate and then hailed a cab.
“Driver, 27 Zhengxing Road.”
Over forty minutes later, the taxi stopped at the destination.
Jiang Chen had never been here before, but in his preconception, considering that celebrities like Pei Yunxi frequented this place, it definitely should be high-end and classy.
Yet this place was the complete opposite.
It couldn’t even be described as bustling and noisy; Jiang Chen had barely seen any pedestrians.
The whole street was quiet and peaceful, surrounded by retro, old-fashioned buildings like elderly people abandoned by the times.
After paying the fare and getting out of the taxi, Jiang Chen saw a storefront that didn’t look like a shop at all—it had no sign and was unremarkable.
But a glance to the side revealed the uniqueness of this place.
Not far away, in a temporary parking lot, though there weren’t many cars, they were all low-profile luxury brands like Maybach and Bentley Continental.
Even,
Jiang Chen spotted a Phaeton.
Mercedes and Land Rover are not to be feared, but Volkswagen with a letter is.
Who would use the money that could buy imported BMWs and Mercedes to purchase a Volkswagen?
What kind of person would do such a thing?
If he was not mistaken,
the place where Pei Yunxi invited him to meet should be right here.
Composing himself, Jiang Chen’s expression remained calm as he walked toward the only open shop on the entire street.
Stepping over the bluestone threshold, he entered a small courtyard with an old locust tree, under which was a pond with over a dozen koi swimming leisurely.
Jiang Chen looked up, noticed the surveillance camera hanging under the eaves, and continued walking without stopping.
“Sir, do you have a reservation?”
A middle-aged man in a suit suddenly appeared from nowhere, blocking Jiang Chen’s path, with a refined manner and a friendly smile on his face.
“I am looking for Miss Pei Yunxi.”
Jiang Chen said calmly.
The man in the suit showed a hint of surprise in his eyes, then quickly and discreetly swept a glance at Jiang Chen and nodded with a smile.
“Please follow me.”
Led by him through the front courtyard, Jiang Chen discovered the hidden charm of this place.
What was desolate instantly turned lively.
In the middle, artificial mountains and water flowed amidst lush greenery.
On both sides of the corridor, maids dressed in cheongsams moved around, their hairdos elegant and figures svelte, each capable of being a model on their own.
As they passed by Jiang Chen, they would stop specifically to bow and greet him.
Although he had never been to such a place, Jiang Chen could tell.
This was clearly a private club as legend had it.
No wonder there were no other shops nearby; this one establishment had taken over everything.
“Miss Pei is inside waiting for you.”
The man who seemed to be the manager was courteous, showing no disdain for Jiang Chen’s youth or attire, and led him to a Chinese-style private room before turning away.
Jiang Chen stood at the door for a moment, then knocked.
“Come in.”
Her voice was soft, like the sounds of heaven.
To say he wasn’t nervous would definitely be false, considering that not only was Luo Li’er’s sister sitting inside, but also a superstar at the zenith of her fame.
Jiang Chen steadied himself and tentatively pushed the door open.
“Creak…”
The door wasn’t locked and opened in response.
Jiang Chen tried to make his expression look natural as he stepped inside.
Almost at first glance, he noticed the woman sitting in front of the coffee table.
Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, with no pretentious airs of a big star.
A hand as smooth as white jade rested casually on the coffee table, her posture relaxed yet exuding a touch of laziness.
Jiang Chen looked at her, and her charming eyes also took him in.
Her face, which had captivated countless men and women across the nation, showed little emotion.
Even dressed in simple casual wear, her beauty was overwhelming and soul-shaking.
Jiang Chen had always believed that stars looked so good on screen largely thanks to post-production enhancements, but this scene completely overturned his previous notion.
He did know Pei Yunxi, to be precise, he had seen the television shows she starred in.
What he hadn’t expected was that in real life, this actress was even more breathtaking than on screen!
He suddenly understood why some ancient emperors could abandon their kingdoms for a woman.
“Please, have a seat.”
Pei Yunxi spoke softly, withdrawing her gaze.