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Chapter 1216 - 838 Ex

Chapter 1216: 838 Ex

"You really are capable."

In the changing lights of the bar, the handsome and wealthy Young Master Luo lifted his glass, his profile exceptionally charming in the hazy surroundings.

Unlike women.

The charm of a man indeed increases over time.

Ever since he sat at the bar, many beautiful women have inadvertently directed their gazes this way. If this were the old Young Master Luo, he would undoubtedly have seized the ambiguous signals floating in the air and taken action long ago,

but now he sits there, motionless, preferring to accompany Jiang Chen, a bona fide man’s man.

"With Pei Yunxi’s current popularity and status, I thought it would take eighty million to get her on board. I would have been grateful for that, but you did it for only thirty million, tsk tsk."

Luo Peng sipped his drink, shook his head, and was genuinely lost for words in admiration.

Although Jiang Chen, the boss, is a bit unconventional, he indeed saved the company tens of millions in expenses with a single move.

What is capability?

How long does it take to earn tens of millions?

You can’t help but be thoroughly convinced.

"It’s a friendship price, after all. She’s not short on money now,"

Jiang Chen said, unconcerned.

Luo Peng responded with a chuckle and clinked glasses with him.

"Friendship price."

He repeated, swallowing his drink with an ambiguous gleam in his eyes: "What kind of friendship makes one so generous?"

Jiang Chen watched the band perform and replied impassively, "Don’t forget, she’s not just a friend—I’m also her boss."

The corners of Luo Peng’s mouth curled up.

"Given her current status, if she truly didn’t want to, you probably couldn’t have forced her, right?"

A piercing observation.

After all, there were no outsiders. The two brothers were drinking together; there was no need for such reservations.

"You just needed to complete the task I assigned. Why ask so many questions?"

Luo Peng shook his head with a smile, not prying any further.

Jiang Chen took a sip of his drink and suddenly said, "Look."

Luo Peng, puzzled, "Look at what?"

Following Jiang Chen’s gaze, his own eyes gradually shifted to the performing band.

"Does that girl look familiar to you?"

Jiang Chen studied the main vocalist who was immersed in her performance, feeling that she looked familiar from somewhere.

Luo Peng, who had previously paid no attention, now focused on her.

The female lead singer sang an English song, articulate and with perfect pronunciation, with an elegant visage and a pleasant demeanor.

Being able to master an English song to this extent proved her solid foundation and unquestionably high cultural level.

Luo Peng’s eyes narrowed.

"Do you recognize her?"

Jiang Chen turned his head.

Recognize her?

It was more than recognition.

"Bei Xinyu, have you forgotten?"

Although Jiang Chen had a good memory, it wasn’t photographic. After Luo Peng’s reminder, even though Jiang Chen felt an increasing familiarity with the name, he still couldn’t recall who she was.

"She even bought you a drink once."

Luo Peng continued, observing the talented main singer. After a brief surprise, his expression remained mostly unchanged, his gaze towards her filled with faint remembrance and contemplation.

"The one who came looking for you during basketball that day?"

Jiang Chen finally remembered and then laughed in surprise, "Running into an ex like this, what are the odds."

"What ex? You mean many exes ago."

Young Master Luo corrected, though even he wasn’t sure how many ’exes’ ago it was.

Bei Xinyu.

Jiang Chen looked back at the female lead singer.

No wonder she looked familiar.

Due to Luo Peng’s playboy nature, his relationships usually didn’t last long, so Jiang Chen and his buddies generally didn’t make an effort to get too close to his girlfriends.

After all, you’ve just gotten to know her on one side, and they’ve already broken up on the other—what a waste of emotions.

Plus, Luo Peng had too many girlfriends in university, so it was understandable that Jiang Chen couldn’t remember them all.

"She’s changed a lot."

Luo Peng also looked at one of his former flames, "It’s been almost three years, hasn’t it? How could she not change?"

He had a brilliant track record at Dong University, with girlfriends all over the campus. But Bei Xinyu was the same year as him, which meant she had also graduated—otherwise, she wouldn’t have the time to come here to perform.

"She sings pretty well, from the music department?"

Jiang Chen made idle chatter.

"Don’t remember."

Luo Peng shrugged unabashedly.

"..."

Jiang Chen was not surprised by this response.

The English song came to an end.

A waiter approached, holding several roses, and handed them to Bei Xinyu while saying something to her.

Bei Xinyu accepted the flowers and smiled in thanks towards a certain direction in the bar.

"A thousand ocean for one flower, impressive, right?"

Luo Peng said with a laugh.

Jiang Chen didn’t understand, "What do you mean?"

"That’s the rule here, customers can give flowers to performers to show their support and liking, a thousand for one flower."

Luo Peng enlightened him.

Even as graduate of Dong University, how much could one earn in the first few years after entering society?

Jiang Chen realized and laughed, "Much higher than the income from a regular job."

The two continued to enjoy the band’s performance without any prejudice.

Earning money through your own labor, nothing shameful about that.

It’s not some unsavory industry.

This is a respectable bar.

"Breakups should be dignified; no need for apologies from anyone, no debts to speak of, I dare to give and dare to be heartbroken; in front of the camera are our past selves, cheering, crying out with tears streaming down..."

The rhythm of the lights danced to the tune.

Bei Xinyu, the band’s main vocalist, held the microphone, her eyes appearing hollow and lost.

"She’s not suited for this song."

Luo Peng nitpicked.

"I think she’s singing quite well,"