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Chapter 817 - 607 Not bad_2

Chapter 817: 607 Not bad_2

Jiang Chen felt he had guessed the other party’s thoughts, but faced with his gaze, Lan Peizhi unexpectedly shook her head.

"I’m not interested in this industry."

Jiang Chen was baffled.

Not interested, so why bring this up?

Was she toying with him?

Before he could ask, he heard Lan Peizhi say, "But someone else is interested."

"Who?"

Lan Peizhi didn’t respond immediately, her eyes suddenly taking on an intriguing look. She locked eyes with Jiang Chen and then said something.

"Guess."

"..."

Jiang Chen was suddenly taken aback and couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions.

Guess?!!!

"Do I know this person?"

Jiang Chen asked tentatively, wearing a bitter smile.

Lan Peizhi nodded.

Jiang Chen’s eyes revealed deep thought, and then, staring into those captivating eyes, he said, "Song Chao Ge."

It wasn’t a question.

It was a statement.

Lan Peizhi’s eyes flickered, a visibly surprised expression crossing her face—it seemed she hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to guess so accurately.

Seeing her reaction, Jiang Chen knew he had answered correctly.

It was actually not difficult to guess.

Someone he knew.

Excited about gambling.

And the only one with matching status was that Mr. Song he had duped before.

"Does he want the gambling licenses from the He Family?"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, "But these three gambling licenses should be the lifeline of the He Family, they would never give them up."

To cut off someone’s money is akin to killing their parents.

Moreover, gambling was the foundation of the He Family’s fortune and the basis of their enterprise.

"If it were one or two decades ago, indeed nobody would think about snatching food from the tiger’s mouth, but the He Family today is not the same as it used to be. This time, there are significant interests in these three gambling licenses. The He Family will not have an easy time keeping them."

Jiang Chen was still confused.

"What does all this have to do with you?"

If she wasn’t interested in the industry, then regardless of how tumultuous things got in Haojiang, it seemed irrelevant.

Lan Peizhi remained silent, offering no explanation.

Jiang Chen looked perplexed, while his mind raced, replaying their previous exchange in his head. Suddenly, a realization flashed through his mind!

"You don’t want Song Chao Ge to get those three gambling licenses?"

He stated gravely.

Lan Peizhi was still silent, but the answer was obvious.

Jiang Chen fully understood now.

The matter with Jieyou Loan, as well as that with Qiangsheng Financial Services, seemed to have settled peacefully, but that didn’t mean Lan Peizhi held no grudge.

It wasn’t right to say she was narrow-minded.

But a person like Lan Peizhi was definitely clear about favors and grievances.

She truly wasn’t interested in the gambling licenses.

But her interest in making Song Chao Ge uncomfortable must be great.

To speak frankly.

Although she always treated him quite courteously, when it came to that bespectacled Mr. Song, Jiang Chen always felt a bit uncomfortable during their encounters.

It wasn’t because of Lan Peizhi that he "hated the house along with the crow."

He always felt that there was a sort of mask on that man’s face, giving him a chilling feeling even when he smiled.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Chen asked in an even tone.

"Song Chao Ge has always wanted to get involved in Haojiang’s gambling industry but never had the chance. Now that the He Family’s licenses are due to expire, with his personality, he definitely won’t miss out."

Lan Peizhi spoke unhurriedly, "By that time, Haojiang is sure to be quite lively."

Jiang Chen was not a man oblivious to implications; leaning forward, he joined the conversation, "But this ’liveliness’ will not be pretty to watch. A slight misstep could get you involved. I’ve heard that those Stackers there are desperados who, in a fit of fervor, won’t hesitate to draw their guns."

"..."

Lan Peizhi was silent.

Jiang Chen, appearing timid and serious, continued, "By then, Haojiang is destined to become a powder keg. For safety’s sake, I think it’s best to stay as far away as possible."

Lan Peizhi acted as if she heard nothing, "The revenues of this industry are known to all; if one could get their hands on a gambling license, it would be like possessing a treasure bowl."

Now she’s even trying to tempt me.

Jiang Chen chuckled internally but remained inscrutable, "Your meaning is that we should vie for those gambling licenses?"

"If we get the licenses, I can take no part in the profits."

She really was one to hold a grudge.

Wasn’t this a classic case of doing harm to others without benefiting oneself?

It really lived up to that old saying.

Mess with anything, but never mess with a woman.

"Why not just go yourself? Why drag me into this?"

Rarely given such an opportunity, Jiang Chen naturally tweaked his tone a bit.

Even though it was a "collaboration," it was Lan Peizhi who took the initiative to seek him out, and he certainly couldn’t appear too eager.

The more a target needs to be won over, the more strategy matters.

"Because you have money."

Luckily, Jiang Chen wasn’t drinking water, or he would have spurted it out.

What do you mean I have money?

"Don’t you have money?"

He asked, half laughing, half crying.

Those coveting the gambling license were numerous and no mere trifles. Securing the license would surely require a substantial cost, and at the moment, I can’t come up with that much money."

Lan Peizhi was quick and to the point, or rather, quite frank.

At first, he didn’t understand, but after considering it briefly, Jiang Chen got it.

For the Great Wall investment, Lan Peizhi had put up ten billion.

That amount might seem trivial to him, but how many billionaires in the country can claim the same?

Even many publicly traded companies don’t amount to that in value.

And what Lan Peizhi put forward was ten billion in cash!

You have to know that cash and assets are two entirely different concepts!

Even if Lan Peizhi had substantial wealth, she wasn’t running a bank. Having just put up ten billion, it’s likely she didn’t have much available cash left, at least not enough to engage in the bidding war for the gambling license.

And anyone with a brain could tell that securing the gambling license would cost more than ten billion.

No wonder she came to me.

It really comes down to one thing in the end.

A man still needs to have money.

Jiang Chen mused privately.

"...I see. However, I need a little time to think it over."

He had almost decided to accept her request without much deliberation.

It was a rare chance for Lan Peizhi to come to him, infinitely better than him chasing after her with eagerness that would never be matched.

But of course, he couldn’t seem too ready to agree on the surface.

Even as a fawning suitor, one couldn’t entirely abandon one’s dignity.

It’s like the subtle difference between a sycophant and a resentful person.

"Let me know when you’ve made up your mind."

Lan Peizhi was very straightforward, and after speaking, she got up to leave.

Jiang Chen didn’t show any awkwardness, "I’ll see you out."

Before leaving, Lan Peizhi paused and suddenly commented, "Good taste."

Jiang Chen paused, then smiled without saying a word.

After Lan Peizhi left, he went upstairs.

Li Shuru was arranging the potted plants.

"When did she get here?" Jiang Chen entered the garden.

"She sat for almost half an hour," Li Shuru straightened up, "she’s gone?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

Li Shuru let out a breath, "What does she do? Chatting with her just now felt like being called into the principal’s office when I was a child."

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but smile, struggling to suppress his amusement, "Your intuition is spot on, she’s indeed a teacher."

Li Shuru gave him a sidelong glance and continued pruning the orchid.

"If you felt uncomfortable, why didn’t you call me sooner?"

Jiang Chen walked over, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"What, didn’t want to interrupt your dinner with the ex?"

"You were worried about being overheard, afraid that others might think you’re petty, right?"

Others; the word was aptly chosen.

Li Shuru turned around, tilted her face upward, their faces so close, they could feel each other’s breath.

"What did Miss Lan want with you?"

"She asked me to help her buy something."

"Buy something?"

Jiang Chen changed the subject, "Oh right, she complimented you when she left."

"What did she say?"

"She said you’re good."

Li Shuru blinked, then couldn’t help but laugh, giving Jiang Chen’s chest a pat, "What kind of compliment is that."

Watching Li Shuru’s dismissive reaction, Jiang Chen laughed as well.

Ignorance is bliss, indeed.

Getting a ’good’ from such a saintly figure was already a great honor.

And at the very least.

This first impression wasn’t bad; it was a good beginning, right?