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Chapter 842 - 621 2306 (Thanks for the tip!)

Chapter 842: 621 2306 (Thanks for the tip!)

Although Jiang Chen had heard of He Junru, that was thanks to her high degree of fame, likely a deliberate effort by the He family to promote their representative figure.

As to how many children the gambling king actually had, Jiang Chen was clueless.

Of course, he wasn’t interested either.

Even though he didn’t care what another gambling king’s daughter’s full name was, what she had implied in her words somewhat intrigued him.

They were meeting with He Junru, while Song Chao Ge was dining with another gambling king’s daughter.

Just like Vera had said, nobody was idle indeed.

"What’s Song Chao Ge’s background?" Vera asked Jiang Chen, lowering her voice.

She should have a rough understanding of the main contenders in this gambling match, but some people’s specific backgrounds weren’t that easy to investigate.

"You haven’t forgotten, have you?" Jiang Chen knew she definitely had done the basic intelligence work, at least having seen Song Chao Ge’s data, such as height, weight, measurements, and photographs.

Vera looked doubtful. "What do you mean?"

"The last time in Las Vegas, the one who lost money to me was him."

"..."

Vera suddenly realized and bluntly said, "The easy mark?"

Jiang Chen remained silent.

Westerners are Westerners after all.

They don’t speak in a roundabout way and are really too direct.

Fortunately, the person in question wasn’t present.

However, thinking about it, it was quite amusing indeed.

Last time, he and Vera had cooperated to trick the other party, and now in Haojiang, they had unexpectedly encountered him again.

Of course, neither of them had changed, nor had their camps, but the setting had fundamentally changed.

Haojiang was no longer Vera’s home turf; here, the dealer was the family backing the lady opposite.

At least for now.

In a while, the situation might be different.

So, even if the gambling king’s daughter exhibited composure and grace, Jiang Chen knew that underneath her calm surface, she must be feeling something else.

Thus, he continued the conversation, "Mr. Song is different from me. He is an avid gambling enthusiast and very skilled. Miss He understands this well. Actors excel and then they become directors; scholars excel and then they become officials. For someone like Mr. Song, mere entertainment may no longer pique his interest. Is the He family discussing a partnership with him?"

Both women were so forthright, beating around the bush seemed petty.

It’s sometimes better to open the skylight upfront, as it can save a lot of time. After all, everyone knew the purpose of sitting at this table.

He Junru didn’t change her expression and shook her head with a smile, "No, Mr. Song is just accompanying. The one having dinner with my sister is Mr. Guo, Guo Anle. He and my sister have known each other for a long time, and he came to Haojiang specifically to see her."

Jiang Chen wasn’t familiar with Mr. Guo either, but he understood the subtext that she was deliberately revealing.

Was Song Chao Ge employing some "beauty trap"?

If they were full sisters, He Junru certainly wouldn’t speak like this, so the other gambling king’s daughter must have come from another branch.

Dark clouds press down on the city.

The crowded He family seemed to be playing their own games.

Which was normal.

The slogan of unity is easy to chant but difficult to realize. This is the trouble with being part of a big family and big business.

Even if you are willing to risk your life for the family, it doesn’t mean others will too, and even if they say they will, you’d probably still have doubts.

Besides the biggest beneficiaries, under the current circumstances, every member of the He family might inevitably have different thoughts.

Jiang Chen didn’t know of which branch Madame He Junru was born from, but he was almost certain she wasn’t from the main branch.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Vera suddenly ask, "Miss He, are you married?"

"..."

A sudden quiet fell over the stylish yet elegant private room.

Not just Jiang Chen, even He Junru herself must have been somewhat baffled at the moment.

After a moment of silence, she shook her head and smiled, "No."

Indeed, there were no rings on her fingers, nor any jewelry, quite minimalist.

"Then do you have someone in mind?" Vera continued to ask.

Jiang Chen settled down to listen with reason; you should never guess a woman’s thoughts, especially this gal, whose thoughts were beyond most people’s comprehension.

He Junru was silent again, "What does Miss Vela want with that information?"

As if it was nothing, Vera replied, "If Miss He doesn’t have anyone in mind, perhaps I could help introduce someone."

"..."

Jiang Chen’s eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think this was a matchmaking meeting.

This gal’s train of thought was too "agile."

She did indeed think on her feet.

Watching Vera speak earnestly, He Junru gave a muted chuckle.

Jiang Chen stayed silent, instinctively taking a closer look at the most famous heiress of the He family.

If not mistaken, she should be over thirty, not old, but according to conventional views, an unmarried woman of that age could be considered a ’leftover woman.’

But these common notions didn’t apply to a certain subset of people.

Shenzhou explicitly enforces monogamy, but how many wives did the gambling king have?

"Thank you for your kind offer, Miss Vela, but I’m not currently interested in personal relationships," He Junru declined with elegance and politeness.

For women like her, there was no need to worry about marriage.

Some women simply don’t need men.

"Miss He, shall we talk over dinner?" Jiang Chen spoke timely, fearing if the silence continued, who knows what startling remark might come out from Vera’s mouth next.