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Chapter 1283: Face Blindness 885

Chapter 1283: Face Blindness 885

No one knows if Jiang Chen knelt or not.

Was it both knees, or just one? Nobody knows.

But he proved a universal truth through his actions.

The best way to solve a problem is always to face it head-on.

"If I got into a fight with your senior sister, who would you help?"

Jiang Chen leaned back comfortably in the passenger seat, eyes fixed on the traffic ahead.

The Taoist nun sister had learned how to drive and even obtained a license, which put him at ease.

Speaking of getting a license, it hadn’t been nearly as easy for him. Back in college, he had to squeeze in time to learn driving between his busy schedule, and it didn’t help when, during the driving test, he had already failed once before even starting the car because of the headlights test.

Jiang Chen felt it wasn’t his fault.

It was the coach’s fault.

Maybe it was because he was just a poor student who couldn’t afford to bribe the coach with expensive cigarettes, so the coach gave very half-hearted instructions. He had mentioned once or twice how to operate the fog lights, but it ended up costing Jiang Chen two extra weeks to get his license.

"You and my senior sister won’t fight,"

The adorably-postured Tanki Liuli replied with full confidence.

"Why not?" Jiang Chen turned his head. He really wanted to adjust her seat further back.

"Because you wouldn’t fight back."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh.

So blunt!

She was right.

A fight requires both sides to be somewhat evenly matched. Otherwise, it’s just a one-sided beating.

"Then if your senior sister started beating me up, would you help me?"

Jiang Chen rephrased the question more precisely.

"No."

This time, Jiang Chen didn’t need to prod further, as Tanki Liuli continued matter-of-factly, "She wouldn’t beat you to death."

"..."

So her principle was simply ensuring no one died?

Jiang Chen was momentarily speechless, then burst into laughter. He couldn’t help but ask, "Do you feel comfortable driving like this?"

Xiangshan.

One of the more famous scenic spots in Capital City.

From its heights, you can gaze upon the layered clusters of the Forbidden City.

It’s most bustling in autumn, though it’s popular year-round.

After parking the car, Jiang Chen led the Taoist nun sister up a stone staircase toward the mountain.

"Your senior sister probably never took you out to have fun, has she?"

A direct attempt to sow discord.

While this particular problem had been resolved, one must always remain vigilant and plan ahead.

Building a positive relationship with the Taoist nun sister could only be beneficial.

Tanki Liuli stayed silent.

"If there’s any place you’d like to go, just let me know. As long as I have time, I’ll take you there."

Jiang Chen worked hard to earn her favor.

Tanki Liuli ignored him, her gaze fixed on something in the distance.

Jiang Chen followed her line of sight.

A few young women were taking photos, dressed in traditional Hanfu.

Ah, yes.

He really should convince the Taoist nun sister to show off her original look. If she appeared here in her Daoist robe, it’d be so flashy!

She’d absolutely be the most eye-catching sight at Xiangshan today.

"Those are Hanfu. If you like, I can buy you a few sets."

Jiang Chen was attentive, playing up the caring angle.

"Why are they dressed like that?"

After being out in the modern world for a while now, she’d more or less adapted, or at least gained some understanding of modern society.

She must’ve realized by now that walking around in a Daoist robe like before was quite odd.

"Because it’s part of cultural traditions, and also a personal hobby. You can think of it as a form of cosplay."

No matter how quick her learning ability was, the Taoist nun sister clearly didn’t understand foreign terms. Her stunning face held an expression of what might be considered confusion.

Learning to integrate into society was, of course, a good thing. But it didn’t mean she had to abandon all her old habits.

For example.

Wearing a Daoist robe less often was fine, but if she stopped wearing it altogether, that would be a huge loss.

Learning means keeping the essence and discarding the dregs.

"There are actually many people like them. You’ll see more over time. They use different costumes to transform themselves into different characters, and there are specific communities and events for it. Even your senior sister, sometimes dressed in her otherworldly Daoist style, might actually be a cosplay enthusiast."

Jiang Chen’s little mischievous side could never resist.

Tanki Liuli stayed quiet; who knew if she understood or not.

They continued upward.

"Niu Bro!"

Mid-mountain.

An octagonal pavilion made of redwood.

Inside the pavilion.

A middle-aged man with a smiling face waved warmly at a fellow hiker shouting toward him.

"Niu Bro!"

The greetings echoed one after the other.

It was obvious.

The man in the pavilion must be someone famous, though judging by his appearance, he was clearly not a celebrity.

If not a celebrity yet this well-known, he could only be a big shot in the business world.

Niu Jili.

The founder of Su Da.

A representative of the grassroots tycoons.

In fact, the public’s nicknames for business elites reveal quite a lot of amusing insights.

For example, Hippo’s CEO Bian Zaide.

The public prefers to call him "Daddy."

Whereas for Niu Jili, the nickname makes him sound like he’s a generation lower, but "Niu Bro" somehow comes across as more endearing than "Daddy Bian."

"Niu Bro, can I take a picture with you?"

"Sure, come here."

Niu Jili gestured for the bold young man to approach, while his bodyguards tactfully cleared the way.

This corporate magnate who rose from the countryside was friendly enough to indulge a fan’s request for a photo.

Of course.

He couldn’t possibly accommodate every single person there, but unlike certain stars, as a capitalist mogul and a leader of the industry, he responded to fans taking photos by smiling instead of having bodyguards chase them away.

Niu Jili seemed to be waiting for someone there, occasionally glancing at the watch on his wrist.

"Mr. Niu, long time no see!"

So much for saying he was just here to hike!

When Jiang Chen came into view, Niu Jili’s eyes lit up, and his smile became even brighter. He completely dropped the lofty demeanor of a business tycoon and went to greet him eagerly, even extending a hand first.

"Mr. Jiang, you’re looking more dashing than ever."

His gaze never left Jiang Chen, utterly ignoring the breathtaking Tanki Liuli beside him,

which was understandable.

As everyone knew.

Su Da’s Mr. Niu had "face blindness." Put simply, he couldn’t tell if someone was attractive or not.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Niu."

Jiang Chen extended his hand as well.

"Not at all, it’s been ages since I’ve gone hiking anyway."

Niu Jili shook his hand firmly, a gesture that subtly conveyed his warmth and sincerity.

"Mr. Niu is a good entrepreneur, and a good entrepreneur wouldn’t spend all their time hiking."

Jiang Chen joked with a smile.

Niu Jili caught the humor immediately and chuckled heartily as he withdrew his hand. "True enough. Too long without exercise, my stamina’s falling behind. Come, Mr. Jiang, have a seat and take a break."

Jiang Chen nodded and led the Taoist nun sister into the octagonal pavilion. At the same time, he couldn’t help a small wave of admiration.

His opinion of this grassroots tycoon had climbed even higher.

The Su Da CEO really was the most genuine person among entrepreneurs.

From start to finish, he treated the Taoist nun sister as if she didn’t exist—not self-promotion, but true face blindness.