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Chapter 388 - 355 I also know some friends

Chapter 388: 355 I also know some friends

In the private room, Chang Wei had been leisurely and carelessly eating with chopsticks.

Fang Qing had finished her glass of wine, but there was still half a glass of Moutai left in his cup.

Li Shuru went to take care of Fang Qing.

Jiang Chen and Fu Zili entered the room one after the other.

"Mr. Wan, this is Jiang Chen."

Fu Zili quickly introduced.

Wan Yawen looked over.

"Mr. Wan."

Jiang Chen called out calmly.

Wan Yawen smiled somewhat unnaturally and nodded, "Sit."

"Have a seat."

Fu Zili whispered to Jiang Chen.

"Clack."

Chopsticks as delicate as ivory dropped onto the table, and Chang Wei looked up.

"Heh, interesting. Don’t people from your small place even understand basic manners?"

"Mr. Chang..."

Wan Yawen hastily tried to explain, but Chang Wei did not give him a chance.

"No need to say it."

His expression was cold as he pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

"I’ve given you face only because you have been pleading for so long."

The tissue was crumpled into a ball and thrown onto the floor.

The condescension in his act of benevolence was more than apparent.

"Mr. Chang, I am truly sorry, it’s just that today, indeed...

Wan Yawen knew that if the other party left like this, his plan would definitely be ruined.

"Mr. Chang, right?"

It was then that Jiang Chen spoke up.

Until this day.

He had already grown used to the sons of nobility from East Sea.

"If Mr. Chang minds, I can leave right away."

"Jiang Chen..."

Fu Zili said anxiously.

"But before I go, there is something I fear I must trouble Mr. Chang with."

Chang Wei, who was about to get up, paused and looked at Jiang Chen with amusement, his patience seeming to expand.

"What is it?"

Jiang Chen’s gaze fell to the glass in front of Chang Wei, which was still one-third full of white liquor.

"I’d like to trouble Mr. Chang to finish this glass of liquor."

Upon hearing this, the several men in the private room all paused in surprise.

Fu Zili stared blankly at Jiang Chen, who remained calm.

"What did you say? I didn’t quite catch that."

Chang Wei acted as if listening closely.

"If Mr. Chang drinks this glass, I will leave right away."

Jiang Chen repeated evenly.

Chang Wei turned his head, his face expressionless, and then slowly his mouth curled into a smile, the curve becoming wider.

"Interesting, very interesting..."

Wan Yawen’s heart was in turmoil, wanting to smooth things over, but found himself at a loss for words.

Now, things were completely ruined.

Not to mention the plan going awry, it might even provoke unnecessary trouble.

The youth, too impulsive.

It’s understandable to stand up for a friend, but one must also judge the situation.

Is it not self-humiliation to challenge such a scion of East Sea?

For someone from a prestigious university, how can he not grasp such clear stakes?

Wan Yawen, out of options, could only keep making eye signals to Fu Zili, but Fu Zili was equally at a loss.

Jiang Chen stood at the doorway; if he didn’t move aside, truly no one could leave.

"May I ask, what if I don’t drink this glass?"

Chang Wei asked with a polite smile.

"What are you doing standing there? Make way."

Li Shuru came in supporting Fang Qing.

Jiang Chen moved to the side.

Fang Qing must have thrown up after rushing out earlier, but throwing up does tend to make one feel much better.

Li Shuru helped her sit down.

Chang Wei couldn’t help but notice Li Shuru, his brow slightly furrowed, not because he was surprised to see another beauty, but because he felt this girl looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.

"Hey, have we met before?"

He called out to Li Shuru.

Li Shuru looked up, knowing that this was the ringleader who got Fang Qing drunk, and gave him a cold glance. As the once celebrated beauty of the academy, she possessed an allure but didn’t bother to engage, simply pouring a glass of water for Fang Qing.

Not angered by being ignored, Chang Wei continued to rack his brain until suddenly, a lightbulb went off.

He remembered.

"Aren’t you the girl with Sun Xiyu..."

No wonder she looked familiar.

He indeed had run into her before.

He couldn’t quite remember where, but she was with Sun Xiyu, someone who was highly praised by the elders.

That’s right.

It was this girl.

Li Shuru seemed to have no impression of Chang Wei, and after pouring a glass of water for Fang Qing, she turned to Jiang Chen and said, "Don’t worry, there’s nothing wrong."

Jiang Chen nodded his head.

Watching all of this, Chang Wei couldn’t help but feel a hint of suspicion.

What’s going on?

Isn’t this Sun Xiyu’s girl?

Looking again at Jiang Chen, his gaze no longer held the same level of casualness but had become more serious.

Although they were from different circles, Sun Xiyu was still a level or two above him.

Women, these creatures, are the most opportunistic.

Having met a man like Sun Xiyu, she would unlikely lower her sights to ordinary men.

"Hah, turns out this is a trap-laden feast."

Chang Wei’s mouth curled slightly.

Wan Yawen of course had no idea what he meant.

Fu Zili also didn’t understand.

Chang Wei glanced at Fang Qing, whom he had made throw up from drinking.

He decided to strike first.

The son of a wealthy family cannot be undermined in his own hall.

No matter who this kid was, it was best to shake him off first.

He took out his phone and began to make a call.

Wan Yawen was caught off guard, not expecting the situation to escalate to this point out of the blue.

However, it was clear that tonight’s incident might not end well.

In Sha City, Wan Yawen was considered a major figure, his heart filled with trepidation.

Jiang Chen, on the other hand, seemed unperturbed as if it were none of his business, casually pulling out a chair to sit down.

"Sit down."

He even summoned Fu Zili, who stood like a punished schoolboy.

One can generally tell a person’s social stratum from their demeanor.

He had met top-tier young masters from East Sea, like Sun Xiyu and others.

And moreover.

He had also met the unfathomable Prince Ye.

People like Ye Tingxuan, although their way of inviting guests might not be conventional, always treated Pei Yunxi with respect.

Forcing and tempting women into drinking.

Such actions already showed that this Young Master Chang lacked stature.

Perhaps it was because once you’ve seen the sea, streams and rivers won’t do.

Having had a real-life face-off with Ye Tingxuan, at this moment, Jiang Chen truly felt no pressure.

Li Shuru felt the same, nonchalantly taking care of Fang Qing.

Fu Zili, not knowing where they got such steely resolve, whispered to Jiang Chen, "Maybe you guys should leave first..." as he sat down.

"What about you?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Don’t worry about me, just take Fang Qing and the others away from here, with Wan around, it’ll be fine," he said.

Jiang Chen looked at the aforementioned Wan, who was visibly restless and clearly nervous as well.

In Sha City, this Wan indeed might be capable of smoothing over many issues, but he was no match for these flamboyant and rich young lords.

"Jiang Chen, you’re about to graduate, don’t ruin your future!"

Fu Zili nudged Jiang Chen’s arm, urging him to leave quickly.

He meant well, but some troubles, once stirred up, you can’t just run from.

Jiang Chen could leave, but would that stop Chang Wei from pursuing the matter?

"In East Sea, I also have some friends."

Upon hearing this, Fu Zili was at a loss for words, not sure what to say.

The ones you know are either students or ordinary people working part-time jobs, how could that be of any use?