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Chapter 929 - 677 Dust (Wishing everyone a happy 520 in advance!)

Chapter 929: 677 Dust (Wishing everyone a happy 520 in advance!)

"Knock knock knock..."

The door to the CEO’s office of Tianci Capital was knocked.

Luo Peng, engrossed in his phone, caressed his chin without looking up.

"Come in."

As soon as Jiang Chen entered, he saw the other party absorbed in his phone, an uncontrolled mischievous smile on his face.

Clearly, he wasn’t busy with any serious work.

And here Jiang Chen had thought the guy was still diligently working just before clocking off.

He’d thought too much.

"What are you looking at that’s making you smile so lasciviously?"

Jiang Chen joked as he approached—after all, there were no outsiders.

"Lascivious?"

Luo Peng looked up, rubbing his face, "Such a handsome face, and you describe it with ’lascivious’? Doesn’t your conscience hurt?"

Jiang Chen pulled up a chair and sat down across the office desk, "How about I get you a mirror to look for yourself?"

"Jealousy, sheer jealousy."

Luo Peng sneered.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Chen noticed he still couldn’t bear to put down his phone.

Luo Peng’s expression changed instantly, showing enthusiasm, "Have you seen the recent scandal about Yin Dailan online? It’s fascinating!"

"You’re looking at gossip during work hours?"

"Anyway, there’s not much else going on."

Probably only he, as the CEO, could be so indifferent facing the boss’s questioning.

"And it’s not just gossip; it’s all backed by evidence. Yin Dailan surely must have offended some bigwig."

Jiang Chen didn’t bite.

"The entertainment industry really lives up to its reputation. Do you think there’s anyone clean in this circle?"

Luo Peng spoke with feeling.

"You can’t be so absolute. Any circle is like this, not completely murky, but not a clear pond either."

Luo Peng looked at him, belatedly realized, and quickly said, "Oh, right. Pei Yunxi is definitely not like Yin Dailan."

Jiang Chen remained noncommittal.

Pei Yunxi was indeed different from Yin Dailan, but that didn’t mean she was completely spotless.

Much like her past issues with Shi Zhenhua.

If someone with ulterior motives brought this up, Pei Yunxi’s public image would certainly be affected.

This is the peculiarity of being a celebrity.

A celebrity’s public image can be crafted; the general public can’t objectively judge a celebrity’s real persona, only relying on various gossip news to make their judgments.

But since Shi Zhenhua was so high-profile, nobody dared to stir up trouble.

Of course.

Pei Yunxi and Yin Dailan were indeed different.

The recent scandals about this popular actress were not smear campaigns; they disclosed facts that had happened.

"Not just her, I think Derezilba must also be pretty clean."

Jiang Chen said playfully.

Having been roommates under the same roof for four years, he clearly knew who Luo Peng’s favorite actress was.

Although they were often compared, compared to Yin Dailan, he found that the Western Region actress matched his aesthetic better.

"If Derezilba’s reputation collapses one day, then I’ll really lose hope in the entertainment industry altogether."

Luo Peng muttered.

"Does the entertainment industry need your hope?"

Jiang Chen laughed, then returned to the main topic, "You free now? Then come out with me."

"What are we doing?"

Luo Peng asked subconsciously.

Jiang Chen got up, "Just come, what, I can’t call on you, the boss?"

"Pulling rank, huh? Jiang Chen, let me tell you, I don’t fall for that. I hate it most when people order me around..."

Despite his words, Young Master Luo’s actions were unambiguous. Seeing Jiang Chen had turned and was walking out, he quickly followed.

Given Tianci Capital’s scale and his own status, Luo Peng could have easily arranged for a personal driver, but he hadn’t done so. After all, he was young and successful, far exceeding his current social status, thus he disliked that feeling.

So he became Jiang Chen’s driver.

"Where to?"

Jiang Chen gave him an address.

Luo Peng drove the Maybach S580, belonging to Tianci Capital, following the GPS.

"Almost forgot."

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned his head, "Yin Dailan seems to be on the same show as Jin Zhuxuan. This isn’t going to affect Jin Zhuxuan, is it?"

Sitting in the passenger seat instead of the back, Jiang Chen looked unconcerned, "They’re just guests, what could possibly affect her?"

"You can’t say that, you don’t know. There have been several similar incidents before where a star’s scandal led to the entire show being canceled."

Jiang Chen remained unconcerned and changed the topic, turning to look at Luo Peng, "I didn’t bring it up in front of Senior Cheng, but what’s going on between you and Xia Wanqing now?"

Luo Peng chuckled awkwardly, looked away, and focused on the traffic ahead, "What’s going on? Isn’t everything fine as it is? Your arrangement was very apt; keeping her at Tianci was indeed beneath her talents."

"Don’t beat around the bush, I just spoke to her on the phone, and she asked you to make it clear."

"What?"

Luo Peng was astonished, the steering wheel almost veered off course.

"That’s not your style, ah. Where has the Young Master Luo, who once flitted through a myriad of flowers, gone?"

Luo Peng gave a bitter smile, fell silent for a moment, then sighed, "I was young back then. People have to grow up, you know."

Jiang Chen grinned but didn’t push his good friend any further.

The old Luo Peng, faced with a situation like Xia Wanqing, wouldn’t have talked about whether they were together or not, he’d have taken what was available.

Taking advantage when one shouldn’t, that would make him a scumbag.

After all, he had spent 70 million in cold, hard cash to acquire her.