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Chapter 1181 - 813 Fenglai Square (6 extra updates)

Chapter 1181: 813 Fenglai Square (6 extra updates)

I don’t know if it was to give Jiang Chen time to prepare, or for their own emotional adjustment, but the Xiang Family scheduled the time for five days later, on the weekend.

With such ample time, the idle Jiang Chen simply took the company of two top female celebrities to thoroughly explore this city, which holds special significance in Shenzhou.

Yang Ni’s purpose had been achieved, and she originally had no need to continue to linger in Gangcheng, but for some reason, she didn’t leave. Instead, she served as Mr. Jiang’s free companion and guide.

Even many times, it was she who paid out of her own pocket.

Regarding this, Jiang Chen had no shame at all.

"Sister Yang Ni said she wanted to go too."

Delightful times are always brief.

Soon it was time to honor the invitation from the Xiang Family.

"Why is she joining in the fun? Isn’t she afraid the Xiang Family will set their sights on her?"

"After eating so many meals from her these days, it’s only reasonable for her to want one meal."

These words were indeed fair and objective.

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "The key point is, I’m not the one treating."

"You tell her yourself."

Pei Yunxi said, probably because she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Comrade Jiang Chen wasn’t completely shameless. Hearing this, he could only say, "Alright, if she really wants to go, I have no objections. It’s more lively with more people."

So much for more people, more lively.

In the end, Yang Ni still joined the group.

"Just the few of us going?"

In the extended executive sedan, besides a driver, everyone else was known to Yang Ni.

Jiang Chen, Bai Haoran, Pei Yunxi, and Annabelle, plus herself, all tallied up to only six people.

This was undoubtedly different from what she had imagined.

"How many people did you expect?"

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "If someone else is treating, I can’t exactly bring a big group with me, right?"

This was logical, of course.

But that wasn’t her point.

"It’s safer to bring more people."

Yang Ni said indirectedly.

During the past few days of sightseeing, with her careful probing, she gradually surmised an astonishing fact.

The event where the Xiang Family Crown Prince was made to be paraded through the streets might very well have been orchestrated by this man!

No wonder sometimes when they spoke, she couldn’t quite understand.

Women naturally admire the strong.

Although hard to understand, this man’s arrogance still caused her emotions to fluctuate, so even though she knew the risks, she still couldn’t resist asking Pei Yunxi if she could join them for the banquet.

But what she didn’t expect was that, knowing there might be no good outcomes from the banquet, the other party was still so lax.

That’s the Xiang Family.

If they are indeed prepared to set a trap like the Feast at Hongmen with 800 axemen, and it’s only the few of them going, isn’t that an inescapable disaster?

"Safe? Safe from what?"

Jiang Chen seemed to have no sense of crisis at all and was still teasing Yang Ni, "We’re just going for a meal. If you’re expecting to see some exciting drama, you’ll probably be disappointed."

Having spent some time together, and since both were sociable, naturally, their relationship was no longer as distant.

"I’m just asking. After all, I’m not the main character today."

The implication of Yang Ni’s words was undoubtedly that even if the Xiang Family harbored ill intentions, the target couldn’t possibly be her.

As if not understanding her hint, Jiang Chen even astonishingly said, "Pay attention when ordering later, don’t go for anything too expensive."

"..."

Yang Ni was completely disarmed, almost wanting to cover her face with her hand.

What exactly is this guy thinking?

Suddenly.

Her hand was lightly patted.

She turned her head and saw Pei Yunxi.

Although Pei didn’t speak, Yang Ni understood her gaze.

It must mean: You’ll get used to it.

Fenglai Fang.

Located at Tsim Sha Tsui.

It’s a famous high-end restaurant in Gangcheng.

On a normal day, one has to book in advance to dine there.

Of course.

Not today.

It’s fully booked.

To entertain the distinguished guests, the Xiang Family had booked the entire restaurant.

"Tsk, Mr. Xiang is really too polite."

Before even reaching Fenglai Fang Restaurant, one can perceive the Xiang Family’s "importance" placed on this banquet.

Through the car window, one can see people densely packed around the restaurant.

Uniformly dressed burly men in suits.

The impressive scene led passersby to detour around it.

This guy, he’s not staging this display just to welcome him, is he?

"I kind of don’t want to go now."

Yang Ni spoke out, looking somewhat uneasy.

Jiang Chen, very understanding, said, "Then take a cab back later."

"..."

The car arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, neither too fast nor too slow.

No need for a driver; someone was on hand to help open the car door.

"Mr. Jiang, welcome."

Jiang Chen stepped out of the car, looking at the imposing burly men in suits.

A mass of black; a quick estimate would put their numbers at no fewer than seventy or eighty, definitely more than the people Bai Haoran brought from Haojiang.

If this were inland, it would definitely be reported as an illegal gathering.

That’s the Xiang Family for you.

Their reputation is well deserved.

Bai Haoran and others also alighted from the car in turn.

"Mr. Xiang is already waiting for you, please come in."

Jiang Chen nodded and then didn’t forget to look back at Yang Ni, "Going back first?"

Yang Ni’s eyes flickered, seemingly struggling inwardly, probably because it was hard to back out, she silently shook her head.

"Then let’s go in."

Jiang Chen took the lead, walking into the restaurant surrounded by the burly men in suits.

Pei Yunxi followed with a calm demeanor.

Yang Ni followed closely behind.

The silent Bai Haoran had an expressionless face.

The long-haired Annabelle, walking last with her face covered, was even more inscrutable.

The Xiang Family indeed took this banquet very seriously, as the interior of the restaurant had special decorations with a wide, soft red carpet extending from the entrance of the restaurant all the way up the stairs.

And not just at the entrance.

Inside the restaurant, "welcoming brothers" were also arranged.

On both sides of the red carpet.

Equally robust men in suits were lined up in an orderly manner at fixed intervals, stretching all the way upstairs.

It was identical to the scenes in movies.

Art comes from life, after all.

Good thing the Xiang Family’s business is large.

If they had to hire extras, it would have probably cost a considerable sum.

Without greetings or bows, and despite the large number, it was eerily quiet, as these burly men stood like statues, unmoving, allowing Jiang Chen and his group to pass through the middle.

Well, indeed.

The staging was ample.

But the Xiang Family, of course, has its own dignity, not likely to be overly humble.

Following the red carpet, they went upstairs.

The tables on the second floor had all been cleared away, leaving only one imposing large round table.

In that moment,

the eyes of today’s two protagonists met in tacit agreement.

Although he had never met the person in real life, Jiang Chen certainly was not unfamiliar with this magnate who calls the wind and summons the rain in Gangcheng.

"Mr. Xiang, I’ve long admired you."

He quickly raised a smile that could be described as radiant.

"If he were to take up acting, grabbing an Oscar wouldn’t be a problem," murmured a half-step behind Yang Ni, her voice as low as a mosquito buzz.

She, of course, knew that this man was certainly no fool.

Maybe it’s because they hadn’t known each other for long.

Pei Yunxi, who had already inwardly awarded the other party the Oscar for Best Actor, did not show any reaction.

"Mr. Jiang, it’s a pleasure."

As the host, Xiang Yonghua stopped his conversation with others, stood up, and the naturally commanding expression on his face also showed a light smile, neither strong nor faint.

The adjacent Mai Jie from the Xiang Family, whether she was too happy with Jiang Chen’s guests or not, had her facial muscles twitch slightly, her plump flesh unable to conceal it.