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Chapter 363 - 337 By the River, Who First Saw the Moon (Vote Please!)
Chapter 363: 337 By the River, Who First Saw the Moon (Vote Please!)
Shrouded in the twilight’s glow, Jiang Chen slammed the car door shut and walked towards a mall ahead.
He took the elevator to the fifth floor.
When the elevator doors opened, he instantly entered a different world.
Two men in suits quickly approached.
Jiang Chen got straight to the point.
"I’m looking for Mr. Liao."
"Mr. Jiang, I presume?"
Jiang Chen nodded.
One of the suited men gestured, "Please follow me."
This was an entertainment club, not overtly resplendent with gold and glitter, but brimming with refined and understated luxury everywhere.
Merely occupying an entire floor of a bustling mall was enough to showcase the club’s strength.
By comparison, Fu Zili was indeed in the same business, but the difference was heaven and earth.
Walking down the lengthy corridor, Jiang Chen arrived at an office deep within the club.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
The suited man leading the way knocked on the door.
"Brother Liao, Mr. Jiang has arrived."
"Come in."
The suited man turned his head, "Please."
"Thank you."
Jiang Chen nodded in acknowledgment and then pushed the door open.
Inside the office, a robust man sat in the boss’s chair, expressionlessly watching the youth walking in.
It was none other than Liao Xiangdong, whom Jiang Chen had encountered several times before.
Through Luo Li’er, Jiang Chen had obtained the other party’s contact information and then found this place.
He knew all too well that the man was more than just a celebrity bodyguard.
"Sit."
At this moment, Jiang Chen indeed couldn’t think of anyone else, even if the other party’s influence might not compare with Shi Zhenhua’s, but with no other choice, he had to try.
"Mr. Liao, the incident that occurred, I’ve already explained it clearly over the phone. I hope you can lend a hand."
As he sat across the table from the other man, Jiang Chen went straight to the point,
"Ye Corporation, even Shi Zhenhua is helpless, what makes you think I can do anything?"
"Mr. Liao, you and Mr. Shi are not the same; you and her are true friends."
They locked eyes.
Liao Xiangdong fell silent for a moment.
"What about you?"
"Is it worth provoking the Ye Corporation for a company artist?"
Jiang Chen didn’t hesitate, "Because I am like Mr. Liao, and at the same time, I am also Luo junior sister’s senior."
Liao Xiangdong watched him for a while.
"I understand, you can go back now."
Jiang Chen frowned.
"Mr. Liao..."
"I will handle this matter."
Jiang Chen was slightly startled, somewhat unexpected.
Even Shi Zhenhua had chosen to protect his own safety, could this man really be more ferocious than Shi Zhenhua?
A moment’s thought and he knew it was hardly possible.
If the other party was more powerful than Shi Zhenhua, how could Pei Yunxi possibly sign with CX Entertainment.
"Mr. Liao, if I may be so bold to ask, how do you plan to handle it?"
"However Ye Tingxuan took the person away, that’s how I’ll bring them back."
Jiang Chen’s pupils shrank, and he couldn’t even bother with courtesies, incredulously saying, "You plan to snatch the person from Liang Yue?"
Liao Xiangdong did not confirm or deny, simply stating, "Before you came, I had already called Yun Xi, and she told me her current location."
Jiang Chen was deeply moved.
Although the other’s voice was calm, beneath the calmness surged incomparable heroic passion!
The scene of him crushing a Dongying ronin in an underground black boxing match reemerged in his mind.
Indeed, such valor is not common among those who dabble in cruelty!
He indeed had not approached the wrong person.
But the violent supremacy of the black boxing ring’s rules were wholly unsuitable for this situation!
"Mr. Liao, you mustn’t act rashly, the other party is the Ye Corporation; your attempt to snatch the person will surely fail, and you may even endanger yourself, going without return."
Jiang Chen couldn’t help but give a solemn warning.
"Do you have a better plan?"
Liao Xiangdong’s simple retort immediately left Jiang Chen with nothing to say.
Indeed.
To snatch the person from Liang Yue was like throwing an egg against a rock.
But if not to go was to abandon them to their fate.
"There must be other ways..."
Jiang Chen muttered, but if he could think of any other method, he wouldn’t be sitting here.
The office fell silent.
"Let’s go."
Liao Xiangdong stood up.
The contemplative Jiang Chen asked subconsciously, "Where to?"
"To see someone; if she is willing to help, we should be able to safely resolve this difficult situation."
Jiang Chen was startled, then quickly stood up and followed.
It was the same Lexus.
Jiang Chen drove his car, following the other in curiosity and anticipation, arriving at the banks of the Pu River.
When he stepped out of the car, day had turned to night, and the sparkling waters of the Pu River shores were crowded with people.
Although curious about who could give Liao Xiangdong such confidence that she could help turn danger into safety, Jiang Chen didn’t rashly inquire and silently followed him forward.
Fu Zili longed for the vastness of the Pu River, dreaming that one day he and his childhood friends could row on the river, drink and talk about heroes; indeed, the ceaselessly flowing Pu River was intoxicating.
A few sightseeing boats moved across the river surface, and as the view extended, the sky-piercing buildings and the neon lights all flickered, proclaiming the prosperity and metropolitan character of this city that never sleeps.
Most of the time, this world did indeed seem quite beautiful.
Suddenly.
Jiang Chen’s gaze fixed.
In the bustling crowd, he saw a figure standing by the riverbank, quietly looking at the Pu River. Despite the early spring weather, she wore only a white thin garment. The ungentle river breeze blew fiercely, making her clothes and hair flutter wildly.
Who first saw the moon by the riverbank?
In which year did the river moon first shine on someone?
Jiang Chen was stupefied.
Among thousands of visitors by the Pu River, none could overshadow her brightness, not even the moon above the river.
It seemed that every encounter with her left an indelible mark on him.
"A modest and graceful lady is the perfect match for a gentleman."
There were bold men who stepped forward, hoping to strike up a conversation, but without exception, they were all politely intercepted by the men guarding around the lady. They were forced to leave in disappointment, resulting in no one being able to approach within ten steps of her.
Liao Xiangdong walked straight over.
Jiang Chen slowly took a breath and swiftly followed.
"Brother Liao."
Liao Xiangdong wasn’t intercepted, and with him, Jiang Chen also became one of the lucky few who could get close.
After nodding as a greeting, Liao Xiangdong stopped two steps behind the lady.
"Miss Lan, Ye Tingxuan of the Ye family has detained my friend for no reason. I hope Miss Lan can lend a hand. I would be deeply grateful," he said.
Jiang Chen, who had stopped alongside him, had seen how domineering the man could be on the boxing stage, yet here, he showed such reverence in front of this woman.
"Does a performer really have such charm?"
The woman continued to look out over the river, not turning back.
"I implore Miss Lan to act."
"Shi Zhenhua himself managed to let go despite the pain; you’re just fellow townsmen. Is it worth it?"
Liao Xiangdong said nothing.
The woman finally turned around.
Although she had let down the hair she had tied up, that breathtakingly beautiful face remained unchanged.
Indeed.
It was the same woman he had glimpsed at the Lan Ting former residence.
Bloody Guanyin.
Lan Peizhi!
This was the first time Jiang Chen truly came face-to-face with her.
The river breeze fluttered.
Hair danced in the wind.
The woman, with skin as white as snow and lips as red as blood, saw Jiang Chen standing beside Liao Xiangdong.
"We’ve met before."
Liao Xiangdong was taken aback, involuntarily turning to look at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen suppressed the turbulence in his heart and calmly replied, "Miss Lan has a good memory. I didn’t expect to have such an encounter with Miss Lan last time at the Lan Ting residence."
"The Ye family is no trivial matter, and Ye Tingxuan is notoriously mad. Otherwise, Shi Zhenhua wouldn’t have just stood by and watched. I’m afraid I can’t help with this," she said.
Lan Peizhi’s gaze returned to Liao Xiangdong’s face, clearly not very interested in Jiang Chen.
"As long as Miss Lan is willing to make a move, I am willing to agree to any condition," Liao Xiangdong said gravely.
The corners of Lan Peizhi’s crimson lips curled up slightly as she spoke softly, "It seems this is the first time you’re asking for my help."
"Please, Miss Lan."
This was the second time Liao Xiangdong made his request.
For such a man, asking for help was more difficult than shedding blood.
"I am powerless."
Yet Lan Peizhi remained unmoved, her tone as indifferent as Shi Zhenhua’s.
Liao Xiangdong’s expression darkened, and he did not persist further.
This was not a business negotiation.
She was not a businessperson.
Persisting would be pointless.
Just as he was about to take his leave, Jiang Chen suddenly said, "Miss Lan, it’s true that the Ye family has deep roots, but Ye Tingxuan alone does not represent the entire Ye family."
Everyone in this world hustles for their own benefit.
Shi Zhenhua kept himself safe for his interests, and Lan Peizhi, unwilling to meddle, likewise saw no benefit for herself.
No one does thankless tasks.
"Miss Lan, if you are willing to help, I am willing to contribute one billion US dollars as a token of my gratitude."
As his words fell, both Lan Peizhi and Liao Xiangdong turned to look at him.
Liao Xiangdong’s expression shifted.
Lan Peizhi remained silent.
At that moment, Jiang Chen could not care less; Lan Peizhi was the only lifeline he had left, and the only thing that could sway her was money.
"Do you think money can solve all problems?" Lan Peizhi asked softly, her expression revealing no hint of her mood.
Liao Xiangdong’s heart skipped a beat.
One billion was indeed a substantial amount, but mentioning it at such a time carried a hint of insult.
Not everyone lacks money.
Not everyone cares about money.
"Money indeed can’t solve all problems. If it could, we wouldn’t have come to trouble Miss Lan," Jiang Chen cleverly shifted the tone.
Lan Peizhi smiled faintly.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen realized that the price might still not be enough, and he added hastily,
"Miss Lan, what I meant was one billion US dollars."
Lan Peizhi’s expression fluctuated slightly at that, even if just for a moment.
One billion US dollars.
That’s nearly seventy billion RMB!
There aren’t many in this world who could remain indifferent in the face of such wealth.
Even the inscrutable Bloody Guanyin before him!
But the response he received was utterly unexpected.
It also made him realize that there are people in this world whose nature cannot be measured by conventional wisdom.
"What’s your name?" asked Lan Peizhi.
"Jiang Chen."
Lan Peizhi did not say much more, turning back to gaze out at the river.
Jiang Chen was puzzled, not understanding what she meant.
"Miss Lan, we apologize for the disturbance," said Liao Xiangdong, glancing at Jiang Chen to signal that he should leave with him.
"Miss Lan, ten billion US dollars, for an actor, is it worth it?" asked the closest man who approached after the two had left.
He had no doubt about the other party’s financial capability.
No one dared lie in front of Miss Lan.
"There has never been a shortage of people willing to ’play with fire’ in all of history," she said.
Against the vast river, the woman with red threads tied around her wrist stood by the water, her lips curving into a smile.
"Had he mentioned it earlier, I might have actually agreed."
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