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Chapter 521 - 461 Siege

Chapter 521: 461 Siege

In a Michelin three-star restaurant filled with the grandeur of a French court from the last century.

No matter how Jiang Chen tried to strike up a conversation, Pei Yunxi remained indifferent, as silent as an exquisitely beautiful but expressionless sculpture.

Time rewound to about a dozen hours earlier.

After the French gentleman returned her phone and left, an enraged Pei Yunxi could no longer contain herself and raised her hand to slap the audacious rake.

What the adored and stunning actress didn’t expect was that he simply stood there, not moving an inch, with no intention of dodging.

Ultimately, her palm never landed. Pei Yunxi, filled with resentment, lowered her arm and angrily spat out two words.

Terminate the contract!

Jiang Chen didn’t go back on his word, perhaps knowing he was in the wrong, he expressed respect for her wishes and agreed to the termination of the contract, but it had to wait until they were back in the country to deal with the related matters.

This was a reasonable request.

Pei Yunxi had nothing to say. To prevent him from reneging, she could only suppress her anger and fulfill her promise, accompanying him to see through this social engagement.

However, from the moment she sat down, her demeanor made it clear that she would accompany him, but to expect her to lighten the mood was wishful thinking.

After several attempts at warming up to her cold shoulder, Jiang Chen also quieted down and didn’t try further, crossing his arms in front of him, his fingers occasionally touching as he waited patiently.

Reflecting on the awkwardness of their first meeting.

His composure now was as if he were a changed man.

One had to admit.

Today, through subtle influences, his demeanour had increasingly fit in with high society.

Half-past twelve.

The restaurant door was pushed open.

The man he had seen in photos walked in.

Under normal circumstances, Westerners are indeed quite punctual.

Jiang Chen quickly stood up, gesturing with his hand.

The other person approached.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded, "Mr. Bankton, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

Joe Bankton, a major shareholder of K.E., couldn’t help but glance at Pei Yunxi by his side.

Perhaps not well-known in the West, Joe Bankton surely recognized that face.

He was taken aback, seemingly unaware that Pei Yunxi would be present.

Pei Yunxi didn’t get up to greet him. As a public figure, she surely understood basic etiquette; her decision was clearly deliberate, to cause trouble for Jiang Chen.

Even though she remained seated, she instinctively looked at Joe Bankton.

He recognized her, but she didn’t know this executive of K.E. Group.

Of course.

She didn’t care who the visitor was; she was there to finish this obligation and then return to her country immediately.

"Mr. Bankton, please have a seat," said Jiang Chen as he extended his hand.

Joe Bankton nodded, suppressing his confusion at seeing Pei Yunxi and sat down after pulling out a chair.

"Let me introduce you. This is my friend and also a contracted artist with my company, Miss Pei Yunxi. Mr. Bankton, you might know of her," Jiang Chen said as he turned his head.

"This gentleman is Mr. Joe Bankton, a director of the K.E. Group’s board of directors," he added.

Upon hearing this, Pei Yunxi’s eyes flickered slightly, and her expression inevitably changed somewhat.

She first glanced at Jiang Chen without her usual cold demeanor, then turned to Joe Bankton with an elegant smile.

"Mr. Bankton, hello."

"Miss Pei, I didn’t expect to meet you here; you are even more beautiful in person than in your photographs."

Joe Bankton expressed his sincere admiration and then without disguise added, "Regarding the incident at the Roman show, it was our negligence, and I want to offer you my sincere apologies."

His sudden apology caught both Jiang Chen and Pei Yunxi somewhat off guard.

After all, they had grown accustomed to the arrogance of Westerners.

It seems the information was not wrong; this Joe Bankton is indeed an outlier among the Western elite.

The smile on Jiang Chen’s face grew a few degrees more sincere.

"Mr. Bankton, this matter should have nothing to do with you; you don’t need to apologize."

As a business magnate and a member of the upper crust, with Joe Bankton’s intellect, he could hardly miss the underlying incendiary tone of the remark.

He had originally thought he was dealing with a rich man from New York coming to talk business, but now it appeared the situation was not so simple.

"Mr. Jiang, what exactly brings you to Paris this time?"

Pei Yunxi, who had only come to make an appearance, involuntarily found her mindset shifting as she couldn’t help but gaze intently at Jiang Chen.

"To be frank, I am here to give Mr. Bankton a heads-up."

"A warning?"

Joe Bankton raised an eyebrow, "I’m a bit lost."

"Surely your company is aware of Shenzhou’s stance on the Roman show incident; your company’s indifference has already triggered intense dissatisfaction among our Shenzhou people."

Although Joe Bankton did not agree with his company’s policy, he naturally wouldn’t reveal internal discord in front of outsiders.

"Mr. Jiang, no one wanted the Roman show incident to occur, it was purely accidental. I hope that Mr. Jiang and Miss Pei could help manage domestic public opinion to mitigate the impact, which would benefit both parties."

"Mr. Bankton, actually this matter is easy to handle, as long as your company is willing to issue a public apology, with our assistance, this incident would never have blown up to this extent. But as you can see, since the incident occurred, your company has not shown any initiative."

Joe Bankton narrowed his eyes.

"Are you here in Paris to accuse us? If that’s the case, I’m afraid you won’t gain much from this trip, Mr. Jiang."

His tone was polite, yet the attitude he conveyed was quite uncompromising.

Internal issues are internal issues.

In front of an outsider, it was natural not to appear weak.

Jiang Chen smiled wryly as if he couldn’t detect the condescension.

"No. As I said before, I am only here to give a heads-up to you, Mr. Bankton."

Joe Bankton maintained his composure.

"I’m all ears."

"In Shenzhou, there is an old saying, ’The moon waxes only to wane; things at their extreme reverse course.’ Your company’s stock prices have recently soared to an all-time high, Mr. Bankton, don’t you find anything abnormal about that?"

Joe Bankton’s pupils contracted sharply.

"What do you mean?"

"My meaning is quite simple, Mr. Bankton. Now is the best time for you to cash out and leave. As I understand it, you have not been very happy at K.E."

Joe Bankton’s expression changed drastically, his gaze sharpening as he fixed his eyes on Jiang Chen.

"Did you do this?"

After saying that, he quickly shook his head, muttering to himself, "No, that’s impossible. How could you possibly have such power!"

"Mr. Bankton, I don’t possess such power, but what about all of Shenzhou?"

Jiang Chen spoke calmly, "Considering your company’s arrogant actions, some of Shenzhou’s business leaders have been angered and have organized this plan together."

Joe Bankton’s expression intensified.

"What plan?"

Jiang Chen smiled faintly.

"I call it, the Siege of Paris."