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Chapter 107 - 98 This Dancing Girl Has Style! (Big - , Please Subscribe)

Chapter 107: Chapter 98 This Dancing Girl Has Style! (Big Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Zhang Jingdong pulled over to the side of the road and continued, "Come clean, did you eavesdrop on us last night or not?"

Su Man, who was originally furious, suddenly felt a bit guilty and hurriedly said, "I didn’t, you... are you sick in the head? Do you think everyone is as perverted as you?"

"Then why do you have dark circles under your eyes today?"

"I... I couldn’t sleep last night because of the stress, okay?"

"Tsks, I think it wasn’t because of stress that you couldn’t sleep last night, but because you were having spring dreams, right?"

Su Man couldn’t have guessed that Zhang Jingdong would hit the nail on the head, and said anxiously, "You... you’re the one having spring dreams, not me... I just didn’t sleep well!"

Now Zhang Jingdong was thoroughly amused: "It seems like you really did eavesdrop, then. Did you find that I... am very impressive?"

"Zhang Jingdong you... you’re such a scumbag, I don’t want to talk to you!"

"Wait a second..."

Thinking he might have something substantial to say, Su Man immediately asked, "What?"

"Your earlobes are beautiful."

"Zhang Jingdong you..."

Before she could start cursing, Zhang Jingdong hung up the phone.

"Host successfully provoked the target into a rage, reward 200,000 yuan!"

Zhang Jingdong chuckled to himself, then restarted the car and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Jingdong arrived at Liu Jinhui’s studio.

Yesterday afternoon, Liu Jinhui called him to say that the design of the villa was completed and asked him to come over to have a look when he had time.

After sitting down inside, Chen Hong brewed a pot of Longjing tea for Zhang Jingdong, which was quite impressive.

Zhang Jingdong thought to himself that returning customers do get good treatment, so he drank two cups in a row.

Then Liu Jinhui brought over the design plans.

Zhang Jingdong took a quick look, then nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm, not bad, Mr. Liu, your skills are getting better and better!"

Liu Jinhui, flattered by the praise, replied promptly, "Working for you, of course, I have to give two hundred percent."

"Alright, let’s settle on this. Please arrange for construction to begin ASAP."

Zhang Jingdong then signed two contracts with him and went to the bank to transfer 1.2 million yuan.

After getting back to the studio, they chatted briefly before Zhang Jingdong took his leave.

Watching Zhang Jingdong drive away, Chen Hong sighed and said, "I remember the first time Mr. Zhang came here, he didn’t even have a car. Who would have thought that in less than a month, he’d be driving such a fancy car!"

"Where’s the restaurant you decorated for him located, anyway? It must be making a killing!"

Liu Jinhui smiled and shook his head: "Actually, for top rich people like him, the kind of car they drive is not important at all, because many people who drive luxury cars actually just rent them."

"To see whether a person is really wealthy, the most important thing is to look at their aura. Didn’t you notice that when Mr. Zhang first came, he had an aura that said any issue that could be solved with money was no issue at all, at least in my eyes?"

"Besides, considering the car he’s driving, if you sell his restaurant, you might only be able to buy 4 tires. His family must be in big business. Otherwise, how could he afford to buy a villa in Jinghu No.1?"

Chen Hong nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm, that makes sense."

After leaving Liu Jinhui’s studio, Zhang Jingdong then headed to Xinghui Music Company.

Inside the office.

Zhang Jingdong took a sip of tea and then asked, "Mr. Chen, any progress on Xiao Fei’s matter?"

Chen Hui replied earnestly, "I asked a few friends yesterday, and one of them was at the scene yesterday to watch Xiao Fei’s performance. He said Xiao Fei’s chances of making it to the finals are no problem, and the sponsorship fee... would be 1 million!"

Zhang Jingdong said straight away, "No problem, as long as we can make this happen, no amount of money is an issue!"

"Also, I heard that at the time of the competition there’s going to be some sort of mobile phone text voting. You should look into it."

"Xiao Fei’s talent is, of course, unquestionable, but it seems to me that if we want to win first place, we’re going to need to spend money."

"We have to be fully prepared and control the influence of external factors as much as possible, at least we must not suffer a loss."

"As for the cost... no upper limit!"

Chen Hui felt the dominance and resolve in Zhang Jingdong’s words and couldn’t help feeling a bit thrilled inside. After all, if Xiao Fei became famous, he would also make a fortune.

He immediately said, "Understood!"

The two chatted a bit more, and then Zhang Jingdong suddenly remembered Su Man. He then asked, "By the way, Mr. Chen, do you know anyone in modeling agencies?"

Chen Hui probed, "Are you looking to... meet models from there?"

Zhang Jingdong smiled and said truthfully, "Well, I have a model friend who resigned from her previous modeling agency, and I want to help her find some work."

Chen Hui paused briefly before replying, "If she’s a model, she can shoot advertisements!"

"Do you know anyone in the advertising industry?"

Surprised, Chen Hui asked, "Our company offers advertising services, didn’t you see... when we signed the contract yesterday, it was written in the contents of the contract..."

Zhang Jingdong was pleasantly surprised: "Is that so? Maybe I didn’t read that part carefully."

Chen Hui then explained, "Mainly because in the past few years, the music industry was really not doing well, and relying solely on music couldn’t sustain the entire company, so we had to expand our services."

"Coincidentally, I had a friend at the TV station who helped me find a couple of gigs writing music for ads. After taking those, I went to the scene a few times and discovered that we could do this work too, so I put together a team and set up an advertising department."

"Whenever it’s convenient for you, you can have your model friend come over to the company. We have a wide range of ad types right now, and there should be some suitable ones for her!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingdong suddenly remembered Lin Xiran and Lin Xirui, the extraordinary twin sisters.

He said, "Do we have any general print advertisements here? I have two friends who are from East River Art College. They’ve got top-notch looks, figures, and charisma. Is there a chance for them to try out too?"

"As for the price, the company doesn’t need to pay a penny. I will personally cover all their labor costs."

Chen Hui nodded: "Yes, of course, there’s no problem. Many of our ads have been shot with students from various art colleges before!"

Zhang Jingdong responded cheerfully: "Great, your word puts me at ease. This afternoon, I’ll bring them over. If you think they’re suitable, we’ll shoot officially. If not, just have them go through the motions. You get my meaning, right?"

Chen Hui hurriedly said: "Understood, understood... but I trust your judgement!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingdong suddenly realized that Chen Hui seemed to have a bit of Yuan Mei’s shadow on him - he seemed to be a good helper, too. Pleased, he nodded his head in satisfaction.

Zhang Jingdong stayed in the company for a while longer.

Then, glancing at the time, he saw it was almost 12 o’clock and subsequently went downstairs.

Once in the car, he took out his phone and dialed Lin Xiran’s number.

The phone was picked up after just two rings: "Hello..."

Looking at the company’s sign, Zhang Jingdong asked tenderly, "Miss me?"

On the other end, Lin Xiran was silent for a full five seconds before replying: "Did you... miss me?"

Zhang Jingdong thought to himself that this girl was quite clever, not taking the bait, and then he said, "You’re my girlfriend, of course, I missed you!"

"Then... you’re my boyfriend, and I... missed you too!"

"If you really miss me, how about this—I’ll come to your school now to find you, and you can treat me to a meal, how does that sound?"

"...Okay."

Zhang Jingdong spoke with deeper meaning: "I don’t want to eat out, I want to try the food at your school cafeteria?"

"...Hmm."

Zhang Jingdong chuckled to himself: "Alright then, since you’re so sincere, I’ll head over now and call you when I get there."

"Sure."

Half an hour later, Zhang Jingdong arrived at East River Art College.

As usual, he parked the car near the school gate and then entered the campus.

He called Lin Xiran while passing the sports field.

Five minutes later, he arrived at the entrance of the second cafeteria building, and Lin Xiran was already waiting for him.

She wore a crop top black short-sleeved shirt on top and a pair of pink street dance wide-leg pants below, exuding an utterly trendy vibe, obviously a girl who knew how to dance.

Moreover, even without her sister to compare with, her face was absolutely stunning, enough to outshine all the contestants from any girl group shows in future generations.

And upon Zhang Jingdong’s appearance, Lin Xiran’s originally aloof face immediately became animated, excitement flickering within her eyes.

After all, since that day, Zhang Jingdong hadn’t come to look for her at the school, and she had been too embarrassed to contact him. Thus, the two shared a feeling of a joyful reunion after a long separation.

But as if afraid Zhang Jingdong would notice, she quickly forced herself to remain calm.

However, the slight upturn of her lips still betrayed her true feelings.

As an old hand, Zhang Jingdong of course noticed this and approached her, teasingly saying: "One of the greatest pleasures in life is to find your girlfriend more beautiful after not seeing her for a few days!"

"Spill the beans, did you dress up so beautifully today to see me?"

Lin Xiran pursed her lips: "Actually... we had a program this morning."

"What a coincidence!" Zhang Jingdong pretended to sigh: "You clearly know what answer would make me happy, yet you chose not to say it. Seems like you’re mad at me?"

At this point, Lin Xiran realized that Zhang Jingdong was teasing her, and she blinked her beautiful eyes: "You said that in order not to blow our cover, you’d keep pretending to be my boyfriend and would stay in touch with me frequently."

"But it’s almost been a week since you said that, and you... haven’t called me once. People in our dormitory even thought we had broken up!"

Zhang Jingdong looked at her pretending to be upset and laughed: "So that was the reason. Alright then... from now on I’ll call you every day. Is that okay now?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiran’s somewhat gloomy face gradually grew brighter.

Zhang Jingdong then said: "Now you should give me a proper answer to the question from before."

Lin Xiran bit the corner of her mouth: "...Okay, today, I did indeed dress up carefully because I was going to see you... so that’s why I took extra care!"

Zhang Jingdong smiled and then drew her close by her fragrant shoulders: "That’s more like it. Let’s go, time to eat..."

Lin Xiran obviously hadn’t expected him to be so bold to hug her in such a public place, and her first instinct was to struggle.

But then she quickly remembered that he was, nominally, her boyfriend, and they had already hugged before, so after a quick internal debate, she let go of the struggle.

Upon entering the cafeteria, Zhang Jingdong soon received the same kind of attention as he had under Lin Shishi’s dorm building before.

And because it was in the even busier cafeteria, the commotion was even greater.

Zhang Jingdong couldn’t help but think that Lin Xiran’s standing in this art college was on par with Lin Shishi’s at West University and felt secretly thrilled.

Subconsciously, he looked over at Lin Xiran.

He noticed that although she seemed a bit shy, there wasn’t the slightest hint of annoyance, and she gave full face to her fake boyfriend, which made him appreciate her even more.

The two went up to the third floor and headed to the serving window to get their food.

Naturally, this caused another stir in the queue.

Especially when the boys saw Zhang Jingdong order a pile of items and then pay with Lin Xiran’s meal card, they were almost doubting their existence!

Good heavens, it was one thing for this guy to date Lin Xiran, but to be kept by her too—was there no justice in the world?

After getting their food, they found a table by the window to eat and chat.

Lin Xiran originally thought that someone wealthy like Zhang Jingdong wouldn’t be accustomed to the cafeteria food and that at most he would just try it out of novelty. However, she didn’t expect him to devour it with gusto, polishing off more than half in one go.

Noticing Lin Xiran’s surprise, Zhang Jingdong said with a smile, "What, did you think it’s not like me to eat like this?"

Lin Xiran laughed and shook her head: "Seeing you eat like this actually reassures me. To tell you the truth, I was really worried that you wouldn’t be accustomed to the food here, but since I had to eat it, it would be awkward for me!"

At this point, Zhang Jingdong looked around and said casually: "The reason I find the food here delicious is because you’re in front of me, along with the envy in their eyes."

Lin Xiran paused for a second before she realized what he meant, and then her face blushed red.