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Chapter 980 - 703 Drink Tea_2

Chapter 980: 703 Drink Tea_2

Ai Qian definitely didn’t travel as fast; it would still take a few hours to reach Capital City by car. Jiang Chen planned to hand over the person first, so after leaving the airport, he called Lan Peizhi.

"We’ve arrived."

He was brief and to the point.

Lan Peizhi’s response was also straightforward, "I don’t have time right now, I’ll contact you later."

"..."

This was his junior sister.

Was she really that unconcerned?

Others had come a long way to find her, and she dismissed them with a ’I don’t have time’?

Even if she was busy, could she not send someone to pick them up?

"Where are you? I can bring her over."

It had to be said, Jiang Chen was extremely competent and understanding in running errands.

Lan Peizhi fell silent for a moment, "Give her the phone."

Jiang Chen turned his head, "Miss Lan."

Liu Li, who had followed him quietly all the way, took the phone and pressed it to her ear.

Jiang Chen couldn’t hear what Lan Peizhi was saying on the other end; he only heard Liu Li utter a faint "Hmm."

The phone was handed back to him.

Jiang Chen found that the call had already been disconnected.

"Where is Miss Lan?"

"I don’t know."

"..."

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

You came all this way to find someone, how could you not ask?

"What did she say to you?"

"My senior sister told me to follow you."

Confronted with those immaculately clear eyes, Jiang Chen once again found himself at a loss for words, feeling strangely imposed upon.

The two of them stood by the roadside, exchanging silent glances.

Lan Peizhi was irresponsible.

But he could not afford to do the same.

The responsible Jiang Chen sighed softly, "She must be busy right now, she’ll come find us once she’s free."

He added that to clarify.

Liu Li didn’t respond.

Soon after, Jiang Chen flagged down a taxi, ignoring the driver’s curious look, "Jiuding Group."

Guanzhong Garden.

Headquarters of Jiuding Group.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The sound of knocking arose.

While annotating documents, Cao Jinse didn’t look up, "Come in."

"CEO Cao, someone is asking to see you."

The Harvard-educated female secretary reported, "He says his name is Jiang Chen."

Cao Jinse paused her pen, looked up, and muttered to herself, "That was quick."

Then,

She instructed, "Bring him up."

"Yes."

The secretary was about to turn and leave when Cao Jinse suddenly called out, "Wait."

The secretary stopped in her tracks and turned back around.

Cao Jinse looked over at the girl lying on the sofa, sound asleep from boredom.

"Mao Tu, go downstairs and receive the guest."

For some reason, possibly because she was sleeping too soundly, the girl on the sofa didn’t react at all.

The secretary silently accepted this, seemingly used to it.

Only Cao Jinse’s bodyguard would dare to sleep so openly in this office.

Of course.

To this day, it was hard for her to understand why Cao Jinse would choose such a girl as a bodyguard.

Looking at her, one could hardly think of deterrence; she seemed only cute, even physically weaker than the secretary.

Cao Jinse stood up, walked to the sofa, bent down, and pinched the tender ear before slowly twisting it.

The soundly sleeping girl finally reacted, suddenly opening her eyes.

"Miss, what are you doing?"

She looked totally unashamed, her expression blank.

"You don’t seem to need a bed, you might as well just sleep here from now on."

Cao Jinse said with a smile.

The oddly named girl seemed to realize her mistake at that moment, sitting up from the sofa with a whimper, "Miss, you’re busy with work; I had nothing else to do, so I just slept."

Well.

Even laziness was spoken of so naturally.

Cao Jinse decided not to argue with her, "Go downstairs and receive the guest."

"Okay."

Mao Tu, whose face looked soft and youthful like a high school student, stood up and followed the secretary out.

Cao Jinse shook her head, returned to her seat, took up the pen, and continued to work without wasting a moment.

Every outstanding person inevitably pays a hard price.

"Ding."

Mao Tu stepped out of the elevator and, led by the secretary, headed toward the resting area, where she then saw a young man sitting and a stunning Taoist nun beside him.

"Ah."

Her eyebrows knitted together, and her demeanor shifted gradually as she closed the distance.

Perhaps due to a certain special sensitivity, Tanki Liuli, who looked like an outsider even as she moved in the world, also turned her head.

Their eyes met.

Mao Tu flashed her small tiger teeth, like a fierce beast showing its aggression, but combined with her appearance, it seemed not dangerous but cute.

"Mr. Jiang, CEO Cao asks both of you to come upstairs."

The secretary politely stated.

Jiang Chen stood up and noticed the girl beside the secretary.

She didn’t look at him at all, her gaze firmly fixed on Tanki Liuli.

In contrast, Tanki Liuli remained much calmer, her face impassive.

"Please follow me."

The secretary gestured.

Jiang Chen nodded and, at the same time, smiled politely at Mao Tu.

But Mao Tu seemed to have no interest in handsome men, blatantly ignoring him.

Jiang Chen didn’t mind and followed the secretary upstairs.

In the elevator, Mao Tu kept glancing at Tanki Liuli, who was tall and shapely, causing petite Mao Tu to have to look up.

Jiang Chen, silently observing all this, found it amusing and kept quiet.

"CEO Cao, Mr. Jiang is here."

Cao Jinse looked up, her face brightening with a smile to greet them, but then she also noticed the figure in a Daoist robe behind Jiang Chen.

Her tone paused, and her expression became somewhat strange.

"Please leave."

She said to the secretary.

Secretaries leaving when CEO Cao had peculiar guests around was not surprising.

Mao Tu quickly moved to position herself between Tanki Liuli and Cao Jinse.

Her sudden move unavoidably drew Jiang Chen’s attention.

"Mao Tu, don’t be so impolite."

Cao Jinse scolded.

Mao Tu, with her back to her, did not move.

Jiang Chen could see that this adorable-looking girl was likely a master.

By now, he had seen too many exceptional people and had long moved beyond judging by appearances.

"Miss Cao, let me introduce, this is..."

He had just begun to speak when Cao Jinse interrupted, her gaze piercing as she looked at Tanki Liuli in her Daoist attire.

"If I’m not mistaken, this must be Taoist Duanmu."

Jiang Chen paused.

Cao Jinse knew her?

It seemed some people could remain famous despite seclusion deep in the mountains.

Tanki Liuli, true to form, remained silent and passively stood behind Jiang Chen, not uttering a word, appearing quite rude.

Embarrassed, Jiang Chen explained, "She just came down from the mountain. Colonel Wang just brought her to East Sea yesterday..."

Cao Jinse withdrew her gaze from Tanki Liuli and looked at the young man who often surprised her, her expression unusual.

"Are you talking about Wang Heting?"

Tanki Liuli seemed to know him.

Wang Heting must know about her as well.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"You really know a lot of people."

"It was Miss Lan who introduced us."

Cao Jinse did not probe further, "Mao Tu, pour the tea."

Mao Tu acted as if she had not heard.

"Don’t make me pull your ears in front of so many people."

Hearing this, Mao Tu finally reacted and, perhaps realizing that Tanki Liuli meant no harm, reluctantly poured two cups of tea.

However, she didn’t hand them over properly to the guests; instead, from at least five or six steps away, she released the cups of tea, which swiftly flew toward Jiang Chen.

"Swish... swish..."

The teacups spun rapidly, and oddly, not a drop of tea spilled.

Caught off guard, Jiang Chen watched the teacups fly towards him. Although he exercised regularly, he had no confidence in catching them and hesitated whether to dodge when a fair, creamy hand reached out from beside him.

"Snap."

The two swiftly moving teacups were steadily caught by one hand.

And bizarrely.

Jiang Chen instinctively looked down and saw the two teacups, gripped only by three fingers, undisturbed without even a ripple.

Mao Tu then smirked, showing her small tiger teeth, appearing somewhat resentful.

Cao Jinse walked over and patted her head.

Jiang Chen turned his head.

The young Taoist nun beside him, serene as still water, simply said, "Drink the tea."

Jiang Chen raised his hand, took a teacup, and sipped.

"Good tea."