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Chapter 326: Signed at 310

Chapter 326: Signed at 310

Pei Yunxi was not Miss Shi; she naturally wouldn’t be late at such an important moment.

What Jiang Chen hadn’t expected though, was that she didn’t come alone.

Gazing at the man who followed Pei Yunxi inside, with his robust figure and serene face, Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, then stood up subconsciously.

Fortunately, everyone assumed he was simply greeting Pei Yunxi, so they found nothing strange.

"Miss Pei."

He did indeed take the opportunity to flash Pei Yunxi a smile.

Pei Yunxi, who always wore sunglasses and a mask, removed her disguise, nodded towards Jiang Chen, and then turned to Shi Qianxi, who was sitting there.

"Miss Shi, this is my friend, Liao Xiangdong."

Though she addressed Shi Qianxi, she was also introducing him to Jiang Chen.

That’s right.

The man accompanying her was Liao Xiangdong, whom Jiang Chen had met twice before.

Once at the entrance of the Queen Bar.

Once at the bloody and brutal underground boxing match.

Each encounter more remarkable than the last.

Even now, the scene of him crushing that arrogant Dongying warrior would occasionally surface in his dreams.

"Mr. Liao, pleased to meet you."

Jiang Chen extended his hand.

"We’ve met."

Liao Xiangdong looked at him, apparently referring to the time Jiang Chen picked up Luo Li’er from the Queen Bar.

After all, during that last time at the underground fight, Jiang Chen was always sitting in the dim stands, surrounded by crowds; he could see Liao Xiangdong, but Liao Xiangdong likely couldn’t have noticed him.

"Mr. Liao has a good memory."

The two men shook hands amicably.

In that instant of touch, Jiang Chen could clearly feel the callouses on the other man’s hand.

It was indeed him.

"I’ll wait for you outside."

Liao Xiangdong turned to say after releasing his hand.

Pei Yunxi nodded.

Liao Xiangdong didn’t stay but quickly turned and walked out.

"Miss Pei, please take a seat."

Jiang Chen beckoned, keeping his composure.

Meiko walked in.

Hailing from Dongying, she seemed to recognize the famous star from Shenzhou; seeing her appear in person, Meiko’s eyes widened, her pale face filled with shock. After a brief moment of stupefaction, she quickly bowed her head, presenting the menu.

"Miss Shi, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stay for the meal. I have to catch a flight to another place soon after we sign the contract."

"So much in a hurry?"

"Yes, the promotional activities for ’Prosperous Age.’ It’s set to premiere in the New Year."

Indeed.

Before one realized, the New Year was approaching.

"Then let’s make it quick."

Jiang Chen had Meiko leave first, then he picked up the prepared briefcase and took out the drafted contract.

"Miss Pei, please review it."

Pei Yunxi took it and read it thoroughly, not skimming at all.

She might not be a lawyer, but the contract was actually not complicated.

"No problem."

The terms were all in accordance with the previous negotiations, without any discrepancy.

"We’ve signed already."

Jiang Chen offered a pen.

Pei Yunxi took it and swiftly signed her name on the two copies of the contract.

Her handwriting reflected her character.

Exquisitely beautiful.

One copy for each party.

"Well, Miss Shi, I’ll be leaving now."

Shi Qianxi smiled slightly, "Have a safe journey."

Pei Yunxi glanced at Jiang Chen, as if bidding farewell, then stood up with her copy of the contract and left.

The bar.

Liao Xiangdong was sitting there holding a glass of water, observing the bustling Meiko.

There were many servers in the izakaya, but in terms of looks, Meiko was indeed outstanding.

"What are you looking at?"

Pei Yunxi walked over, following his gaze for a moment.

Meiko, carrying a tray, vanished around the corridor’s corner.

Pei Yunxi smiled, "Perhaps you should also find a companion?"

Liao Xiangdong was noncommittal, putting down his glass, "Are you done?"

Pei Yunxi nodded.

"Yes, let’s go."

The two left the izakaya.

"I always trouble you for protection when I travel; I’m really sorry about that."

Most times she went out of town, she would bring him along for protection; after all, with fame comes trouble, and those watching her were not limited to Shi Zhenhua alone.

Shi Zhenhua was perhaps the most concerned, but there’s another saying: It’s easier to deal with the devil himself than with his minions.

People like Shi Zhenhua, who had status, wouldn’t do anything too outrageous, but some others were different and could resort to the dirtiest tricks.

"Taking money to ward off disasters for others."

Liao Xiangdong simply responded.

Pei Yunxi chuckled.

In a way, he indeed acted as her bodyguard, and she did pay him a salary. However, she also understood that he didn’t care about the money; he took on her security tasks purely out of friendship.

That’s right.

Friendship.

The other party was from the same place as her, practically a fellow villager.

"Do you really think Miss Shi can help you?"

Liao Xiangdong spoke as he got into the car.

"It’s a long shot, but regardless, I have to give it a try. Besides, her offer is quite generous; I have no reason to refuse."

Pei Yunxi leaned back in her seat, her posture notably relaxed, which from a behavioral analysis, indicated she wasn’t on guard around those present.

Liao Xiangdong glanced at the woman whose beauty haunted the dreams of men across Shenzhou, but with a clear gaze, didn’t say more and started the car.

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"Why don’t you just ask her to take you with her? You’re her boss now, she probably won’t refuse."

Inside the izakaya.

Jiang Chen, who had been preoccupied, snapped back to reality to find Shi Qianxi staring at him coldly.

"Lost your soul, have you? Believe it or not, I’ll tear up this contract."

Jiang Chen remained composed, not rushing to explain.

"Do you know that man?"

"Who?"

Shi Qianxi scrunched her brows.

"The bodyguard Pei Yunxi brought along."

"What do I have to do with him?"

"I’ve seen him before."

Shi Qianxi frowned, puzzled, "So what?"

Jiang Chen silently continued, visibly confused, "Have you heard about a type of underground boxing in East Sea?"

Shi Qianxi’s eyes flickered, and she nodded her head.

"I heard it’s different from regular boxing matches; the injury rate is high, and people frequently die. I’ve always wanted to see it, but no one would take me."

Given your status, it would be surprising if anyone dared to take you there.

Such places are filled with violence and gore; if anything went wrong, who could take responsibility?

"I’ve seen that man before at an underground boxing match; he killed a Dongying man in the ring."

"You’ve been there?"

Shi Qianxi was surprised.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Why didn’t you take me with you?"

"It’s not a good place. You better not go there; you’ll definitely have nightmares."

Shi Qianxi furrowed her brow, as if contemplating something.

"I remember now, that vixen nearly got kidnapped while she was filming out of town once. Reportedly, her bodyguard took down more than a dozen people singlehandedly – could it be him?"

"Pei Yunxi was almost kidnapped? How come I didn’t know?"

Shi Qianxi rolled her eyes, unable to help herself.

"Is it that strange for you not to know? Do you think the news tells you everything? I only knew because Fat Tiger told me. There’s plenty of gossip like this; if you’re interested, you can ask him. It would surely be an eye-opener. That vixen was just lucky. Some who aren’t as fortunate..."

Shi Qianxi trailed off, not continuing further.

"It seems being a star isn’t easy."

Jiang Chen said softly.

"Hasn’t it always been that way?"

Shi Qianxi said nonchalantly.

Jiang Chen fell silent.

Although it wasn’t as wonderful as he had thought a few months earlier, surely the world must have progressed compared to several decades ago.

Back then, stars were forced into acting at gunpoint.

Progress is always a good thing.

"Let’s order some food, I’m starving."

Jiang Chen called Meiko over.

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"That’s all?"

Inside the secluded room marked ’Private—Staff Only’, Meiko, who had just finished serving Jiang Chen and Shi Qianxi, furrowed her brows upon hearing the brief exchange.

"We were pressed for time and couldn’t gather more information." Sagan Nobuo looked somewhat dejected.

"I feel like he isn’t just some ordinary college student living off a woman, and how could the Shi Family’s daughter possibly take interest in an ordinary man?"

Sagan Nobuo nodded, "I agree with you, this young man is definitely not simple."

Meiko stayed silent for a moment, then looked toward the surveillance footage.

"They seemed to be discussing Pei Yunxi’s contract just now."

"Meiko, don’t get sidetracked. Those actors are not worth our energy."

Sagan Nobuo’s tone was laden with disdain for the stars.

"But the previous plan has already failed, and the target you vowed to capture is now a useless vegetable."

Meiko did not mince words in exposing his sore spot.

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs; failure is the necessary path to success. One failure doesn’t mean much, and it’s not like we’ve gained nothing."

Sagan Nobuo was unmoved, his gaze flickering as he watched the young man dining with the Shi Family’s daughter on the monitor.

"I have an intuition that this young man will be a thousand times, no, ten thousand times, more valuable than Chen Zhou!"

"Intuition? Is that really how you plan to conduct things?"

Meiko scoffed.

"Bakayaro!"

Sagan Nobuo slapped her across the face, sending her tumbling to the floor.

"Don’t forget your place. Your duty is to faithfully execute orders."

Meiko, holding her face, sneered, "You want me to sleep with him again?"

One never knows with these Dongying people— Sagan Nobuo, who was just raging a moment ago, instantly regained his composure and helped Meiko up himself.

"Of course not. Even if you were willing, I wouldn’t agree. We can’t afford to scare them off now, and I don’t think you’re a match for the Shi Family’s daughter."

Sagan Nobuo seemed oblivious to how hurtful his words were as he continued at a measured pace, "In Shenzhou, there’s a saying: ’Measure the body before tailoring the clothes.’ To deal with different people, we must use different methods."

Meiko, still holding her cheek, didn’t utter a word.

"Start building a file. This young man will be our next key target to follow."

As Meiko walked out coldly, she left a chilling remark with the closing door,

"You don’t have many chances left. If you don’t produce results, prepare for seppuku as an apology."