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Chapter 1203 - 829 First Update (4k!)_2

Chapter 1203: 829 First Update (4k!)_2

For no reason, this girl shouldn’t be bringing up this kind of topic.

"I barely see her a few times a month. How would I know? I was about to ask you."

Have to admit.

Although she’s young, this girl is quite intelligent, definitely not a dumb and sweet type.

Just look at the way she plays dumb.

Jiang Chen didn’t continue to probe, and casually asked, "What kind of man do you think your sister likes?"

"Firstly, definitely can’t be too handsome, too handsome would feel insecure."

"..."

Are these your sister’s standards, or yours?

"Like you, Senior Jiang, that would be fine."

Luo Li’er looked at Jiang Chen’s face and then added.

"..."

Jiang Chen’s expression froze, not sure whether to be happy or sad.

What does ’like him, that would be fine’ mean?

Do I look that ugly?

"Like me, that probably won’t do, just now lots of people said I am more handsome than my photos."

Being so familiar with this girl, there’s no need to be uptight anymore.

"Pfft..."

Luo Li’er is still polite, she laughed involuntarily, then immediately covered her mouth and controlled her emotions, then earnestly said, "Senior Jiang, you’re definitely not ugly."

Such a polite consolation.

Jiang Chen touched his face, not feeling dejected, and nodded, "Not ugly is good enough, appearance isn’t that important for a man."

"Yes. I very much agree with you on that."

Luo Li’er nodded her head vigorously.

She probably isn’t deliberately mocking Jiang Chen, this girl is actually very sincere. It’s just that everyone has different beauty standards.

Their sisters’ high beauty standards are understandable.

"How about the second point?"

Jiang Chen asked jokingly.

"Secondly, he has to be good to me."

Luo Li’er responded seriously.

"What do you mean good to you?"

"For instance, giving me spending money and stuff."

"..."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but chuckle.

This is not about your sister choosing a man, but you choosing a brother-in-law, isn’t it?

"You better not let your sister hear this, otherwise you’re done for."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

The two arrived at the auditorium.

"Quite a lot of people."

Originally, he thought it was just going to be a simple seminar, but who knew Dong University prepared so grandly, a three-thousand-capacity auditorium packed to the brim, many people with no seats had to stand.

"Did you guys donate a lot of money to the school?"

Luo Li’er suddenly asked.

Jiang Chen puzzled.

"The school often uses you as an example, the business school is close to building a statue of you."

Jiang Chen grinned.

The two found a spot at the back of the auditorium to stand.

Young Master Luo, in a suit and leather shoes, sat on the stage. His individual speech seemed to have ended, and he was being interviewed by a girl from the journalism department, his refined and composed bearing indeed showcased the style of a business talent.

"Regretting it now?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Regretting what?"

Luo Li’er answered nonchalantly.

This girl, she didn’t actually forget, did she?

"Luo Peng once pursued you, didn’t he."

Jiang Chen reminded.

"You’re so boring."

Luo Li’er simply responded with this sentence.

Jiang Chen glanced at her, that petite face was calm and collected, without any hint of being affected.

This girl and her sister really do share the same temperament.

Of course.

That’s all in the past now.

The Luo Peng of today is definitely already over it.

"The philosopher Niebuhr once said something. He said: ’Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference.’ Brother Luo, how do you view this statement?"

On the stage.

The elegant question was posed by a good-looking journalism major sister.

The top-performing students from prestigious universities are indeed different, not to mention anything else, but the cultural depth that comes out effortlessly is stronger than that of many professional hosts.

"Your question reminds me of someone."

In front of thousands of spectators, including some faculty and school leaders, Luo Peng felt no pressure and was completely at ease.

People need to be disciplined.

Not to mention him, the CEO of Tianci Capital and the youngest member of Donghai Commerce Association, even if Xiao Bai were to come here, he would probably be just as relaxed.

"Brother Luo is reminded of whom?"

"That person, you all probably know him—my boss, also my former roommate, your Senior Jiang, Jiang Chen."

As soon as these words fell, cheering erupted from below the stage.

"It seems that to succeed, one must first learn to flatter."

Luo Li’er muttered.

Jiang Chen just smiled without comment.

"Unfortunately, we can’t invite Senior Jiang, so we can only ask Brother Luo to explain it to us."

The journalism major sister playfully said.

Luo Peng assumed a serious demeanor, "If in the future I’m demoted or fired, it will definitely be because of your remark, junior sister. You’ll have to take responsibility for me then."

Luo Peng’s eloquence left the journalism major sister momentarily at a loss for words.

Laughter broke out across the audience.

The school leaders in the front row also showed friendly smiles.

To spare the journalism major sister from embarrassment, Young Master Luo, who has always been compassionate and cherish women, waited for the laughter in the audience to subside before smiling and speaking, "Actually, Niebuhr’s words remind me of an unnamed tombstone I saw when I was in England."

"If you ever go to England, you should take the opportunity to see it, on the north bank of Thames, there’s a grand cathedral called Westminster. Many famous people are buried there; many of England’s kings, Shakespeare, Newton, but everyone who goes there will spend a long time in front of an unnamed tombstone, because there’s a passage written on it."

"What does it say?"

The journalism major sister asked, curious.

"It’s written like this on the tombstone," Luo Peng said, calmly and with a smile: "When I was young, I was full of ambition, wanting to change the world; as I grew older, I realized I couldn’t change the world, so I shortened my sights somewhat, deciding to just change my country; but as I grew old, I found it was difficult to change even my country, so I decided to just change my family. It wasn’t until I was on my deathbed that I suddenly realized, if I had begun by changing myself, perhaps, under my influence, I could have changed my family, and then, with the encouragement and help of my family, I might have been able to change my country, and from there, affect the entire world."

Jiang Chen was standing at the back of the auditorium.

Luo Peng’s background was unlike his, and quite different from some other second-generation rich kids.

Why they became brothers was not just because they were assigned to the same dorm room.

There’s no such thing as perfect.

A playboy can also have his shining moments.

"Often, it’s hard to change the environment, what we can change is only ourselves."

Facing the throng of teachers and students below, Luo Peng spoke with assurance, "Many world leaders and celebrities have read this inscription and were deeply moved. Some say it’s a lesson on life; others say it’s a reflection of the soul. Whether or not you’ve been to Westminster Cathedral, you should remember this inscription."

"I watched a movie once, it had a line that said: ’If you knew how your life would end, would you have the courage to live it again?’ What people need is not to compare themselves with others, but with themselves. There will always be people better than us in this world, and there will also be people worse than us, comparing is pointless and without end, so I believe being better than others is not what makes one noble; real nobility is being better than your past self."

Jiang Chen turned his head, "Doesn’t he seem different than the image you had of him in mind?"

Although time has passed and things are no longer possible, as a friend, of course, he still hoped that his good brother’s bright spots would be seen.

Who knew Luo Li’er would actually raise her hand, without regard for her school beauty image, and made a face at him.

"..."

Watching her distorted little face, Jiang Chen was caught between laughter and tears.

"I have no impression of him," Luo Li’er said bluntly and walked away.

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze and looked towards the stage, raising his hands.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Applause erupted.

It then spread from the individual to the crowd.

The rest of the audience caught on, and soon a thunderous applause filled the venue.

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