It means she’s going too.
Red light.
Chen Ju stopped the car and looked in the rearview mirror, “Miss Bai, Ming…”
“Xiao Ming?” Bailian looked up briefly and sincerely asked Chen Ju, “Do you think I need Xiao Ming’s protection?”
Chen Ju silently stepped on the gas pedal.
He brought Bailian to the bar on Black Water Street.
It was close to 8 o’clock.
The bar’s lights were dim, with scattered lights sweeping indiscriminately. The smell of smoke and alcohol mixed with cold air hit their faces. In the center of the hall were several dance floors where men and women danced together.
Chen Ju was familiar with this scene, but because it was a bar on Black Water Street, he seemed nervous.
“Miss Bai, please stay close…”
When he turned around, Bailian was lazily plugging in her earphones and memorizing vocabulary words. Her posture was relaxed, much more so than him.
Chen Ju: “…”
Miss Bai was truly extraordinary.
This time he didn’t say a word and directly led Bailian to a luxurious private room on the second floor.
The door was half open.
By now, many people had arrived in the room, both domestic and foreign. The lights were dim, with small lights spinning on the mini bar. Many people were already holding drinks and chatting.
“Mr. Chen, you’re finally here.” Manager Yan saw Chen Ju and finally found his anchor, coming out from the corner.
Then he curiously looked at Bailian.
He remembered that when Chen Ju came in, he opened the door on the other side for Bailian.
Chen Jingyu and Yu Hongyi were standing together holding drinks, talking with a not-very-tall middle-aged man.
They weren’t speaking Mandarin.
Bailian glanced at the middle-aged man.
Chen Jingyu noticed her gaze and was about to turn to see who was looking, when he caught a glimpse of Bailian standing next to Chen Ju.
Chen Jingyu was stunned, then frowned, smiled and drank with the middle-aged man before walking towards Chen Ju.
“Why did you bring her here?” Chen Jingyu glanced at Bailian with a frown.
Chen Ju only said to Manager Yan, “Take Miss Bai to sit for a while.”
Manager Yan immediately led Bailian to one side.
After they left, Chen Ju looked at Chen Jingyu. Because of yesterday’s incident, he and Chen Jingyu and Yu Hongyi were now clearly divided: “It was on the way.”
He didn’t explain further.
“Don’t you know that Young Master Mao is coming today? Yu Shen’s senior is also here, and you know that Yu Shen’s senior is familiar with the bar’s higher-ups…”
Chen Ju said calmly, “Don’t worry, today we’ll rely on our own abilities. We won’t interfere with you and Miss Yu’s side.”
This was unexpected for Chen Jingyu.
Yu Hongyi came this time because Chen Yongkun’s cooperation case here hadn’t progressed, but he didn’t expect Chen Yongkun to give up on Yu Hongyi’s connection and instead befriend a Miss Bai.
“Really?” Chen Jingyu was somewhat secretly pleased.
Yu Hongyi’s senior was familiar with the people here, and Chen Jingyu had also gained many benefits because of this. He knew that Yu Hongyi wanted to rope in Chen Ju and Ming Dongheng, and he was also very wary.
Unexpectedly, after Ming Dongheng, Chen Ju also unexpectedly distanced himself from the Yu family.
“Of course.” As long as the Chen family could get this cooperation, Chen Ju didn’t intend to fight for this credit. After all, they were also doing it for the Chen family, and he would be happy if Chen Jingyu and Yu Hongyi could negotiate it.
But Chen Ju didn’t plan to get on Yu Hongyi’s boat.
Bailian was one reason.
The Yu family’s excessive expansion was also a reason.
Chen Jingyu returned to Yu Hongyi’s side, surprised and somewhat delighted.
Yu Hongyi held her wine glass, her gaze drifting towards Chen Ju’s direction, lightly passing over Bailian.
**
“Miss Bai, the one talking to Chen Jingyu is Mr. Changye,” Chen Ju introduced in a low voice to Bailian, “I heard he’s Yu Hongyi’s senior, learned ninjutsu, from Dongwu, his family has great international influence. I didn’t expect Yu Hongyi to be so familiar with them.”
No wonder everyone was scrambling to go to Dongwu. Not only were those who could go to Dongwu strong in their own abilities, but their background forces were also not to be underestimated.
Chen Ju now understood a bit why Yu Hongyi dared to be so arrogant.
To climb from an unknown family to her current position, she indeed had some skills.
Bailian sat on the sofa, wearing soft white practice clothes. Her fingertips tapped the phone screen casually. Hearing this, she just narrowed her eyes, her gaze full of mischief: “Mr. Changye… a Wokou?”
The last two words carried a hidden killing intent.
It was probably the first time he heard the word “Wokou” from someone’s mouth.
Chen Ju was stunned and took a while to react: “…Yes, that’s right.”
Changye was Japanese.
“Oh.” Bailian smirked coldly.
She withdrew her gaze, her pale fingers picking up a glass of low-alcohol drink from the mini bar.
This attitude.
Chen Ju couldn’t help but think of Jiang Fuli. He was fine with people from other countries, but his hostility towards Japanese people was famous. Everyone said we should have cultural exchanges, that science has no borders, and many people in the country secretly slandered Jiang Fuli for this point, but Young Master Jiang just coldly said one sentence —
[What, do you want me to go help them with poverty alleviation?]
This sentence not only crushed the domestic academic circles at the time, but even Chen Ju, who was considered illiterate in Young Master Jiang’s eyes, had heard about it.
Bailian didn’t speak anymore.
She lazily tapped the bar and calmly said: “Give me a glass of iced milk.”
Manager Yan hurriedly said in a low voice: “Miss Bai, this is a bar, we don’t have…”
The bartender had already changed, and before Manager Yan finished speaking, he magically produced a glass of room temperature milk, then took out ice cubes and put them in an empty glass, flipping it back and forth in mid-air a few times.
He carefully added the ice cubes to the milk with tongs, did a cool trick, and then respectfully made a “please” gesture: “Your milk, madam.”
Bailian: “…”
She picked up the milk and only then looked at Manager Yan: “What were you saying?”
“Nothing,” Manager Yan stared at the milk in her hand, quickly withdrew his gaze, “nothing, please drink.”
Bailian took a sip of milk before taking out her homework from her backpack.
Manager Yan went with Chen Ju to recognize people.
At 8 o’clock sharp.
The door of the luxurious private room was opened.
The people gathered in twos and threes, talking in low voices and discussing cooperation, all stood up and looked towards the door.
Chen Ju and Manager Yan also retreated to Bailian’s side.
“Mr. Chen,” Manager Yan whispered in Chen Ju’s ear, explaining, “It’s their person in charge this time, have you met him before?”
Chen Ju also looked intently, “No.”
**
A group of men in black walked in from outside.
The leader was a young man with yellow hair wearing a skull T-shirt. He wasn’t tall or sturdy, but his expressionless face looked quite intimidating.
Seeing his face clearly, Chen Ju’s hand holding the wine glass hung in mid-air.
Wait, this face…
How does it look so much like that little Mao who fought with him over washing bowls?
Mr. Changye next to Yu Hongyi quickly smiled and stepped forward, “Young Master Mao.”
He used very standard Chinese.
Mao Kun looked up and nodded slightly at Changye.
Following Xiao Qi’s instructions, he didn’t say much, just sat down at the negotiation table in the middle, his hand on the edge of the table. Having fought in many arena matches, he really had some aura.
Other people who knew him also came forward one by one to greet Mao Kun.
“This is my junior sister,” Changye introduced Yu Hongyi to Mao Kun, “Yu Hongyi, also from your country.”
Mao Kun glanced at Yu Hongyi and just nodded.
Xiao Qi had said that today’s persona was to be aloof.
With him like this, others didn’t dare to speak carelessly.
They only cautiously discussed the distribution of drugs and profit issues, “On behalf of our family, this is our maximum profit distribution plan. Please look at these A and B…”
One person took the lead in proposing the conditions they could offer.
To Mao Kun’s ears, it sounded like —
[Please look at these A and B plans, it *%¥ can let you ¥#@ profit…]
He couldn’t understand.
He discreetly pressed his Bluetooth earpiece.
In the corner.
Manager Yan reminded Chen Ju: “Mr. Chen, what’s wrong?”
He saw Chen Ju’s hand hanging in mid-air for a long time, and only now dared to remind him.
Chen Ju came back to his senses. He turned his head to look at Bailian who was quietly doing her homework, then looked at Mao Kun on the main seat who was even colder than Ming Dongheng. This Young Master Mao and little Mao should be twins, right?
“Nothing.” Chen Ju shook his head, wanting to ask Bailian but not daring to.
**
Bailian had been sitting in the corner, doing her homework while listening carefully.
She didn’t speak.
Until finally, Mao Kun was about to mention two business partners.
Bailian didn’t recognize the first one, but the second one…
Bailian slowly raised her head, looking calmly towards Changye and others in the distance.
Yu Hongyi and Chen Jingyu were congratulating Changye, “Senior, congratulations.”
There was no way around it, everyone in Jiangcheng knew —
The Chen family needed money.
Most of it still relied on the Jiang family’s help.
So Yu Hongyi and Chen Jingyu today mainly wanted to use Changye’s connections.
Changye could hardly hide his joy. He knew that Yu Hongyi was representing the Chen family, “Don’t worry, I’ve negotiated with them, we’ll set 20% of the supply for you.”
“Thank you, senior.” Yu Hongyi finally relaxed.
She knew that she had completed the task of coming to Xiangcheng this time.
She couldn’t help but turn her gaze towards Chen Ju’s side. Chen Ju wasn’t looking at her at this moment, not knowing what he was thinking about with his head down. The Bailian next to him, however, had raised her head and was looking thoughtfully in this direction.
Yu Hongyi calmly withdrew her gaze.
On Bailian’s side.
Manager Yan was happy for the Chen family but also somewhat regretful, “Mr. Chen, it seems Miss Yu and Chen Jingyu have already reached an agreement with Mr. Changye.”
Chen Ju made an “mm” sound, then remembered something and apologetically said: “Made you come for nothing.”
Manager Yan was following Chen Ju.
Since Chen Ju and Yu Hongyi were on different boats, this time Chen Jingyu would definitely be handed over to others.
“Mr. Chen,” it was at this moment that Bailian suddenly turned her head. She looked at Chen Yongkun thoughtfully, “What conditions did your Chen family offer?”
“30%…” Chen Ju reflexively opened his mouth.
Bailian had just listened for a while to the conversation between Mao Kun and Changye and the others. Changye had offered 41%, which was very high.
“Mm.” Bailian nodded, took out her phone, found Xiao Qi’s avatar, and sent a message.
In the middle seat.
Mao Kun, who was sitting coldly in the chair, heard something from the Bluetooth earpiece.
His gaze suddenly looked towards Chen Ju’s side.
Although very cold.
But from this coldness, a trace of familiar, silly Chen Ju could be seen: “…”
Bailian leaned back, her fingertips tapping the table, thinking carefully. Then she turned to Manager Yan. Under the scattered crystal lights, she raised her eyebrows somewhat arrogantly: “Manager Yan, right? Just 30%, you go negotiate with them.”
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