Extra Chapter 13 This High-End Game
Chen Jianghe has always had a good habit of getting up early to exercise. On a clear morning after the snow, he and his classmate Jiang Yishu reviewed the elementary school radio gymnastics "Young Eagle Takes Off".
It was past nine o'clock and when we went downstairs for breakfast, Jiang Yishu was still lying in bed and couldn't get up. My aunt was also sleeping in. Han Qiuya was even worse. Her snoring came from the big bed room she and Qin Shaohai shared to the elevator entrance. God knows what she went through last night. She was still sleeping so soundly at noon.
While Chen Jianghe was waiting for the elevator, Qin Shaohai suddenly opened the door and tiptoed out.
"Hold your waist when walking, young man, you are a little weak."
Chen Jianghe wanted to laugh when he saw Qin Shaohai, not because he was a brother, but because he remembered himself in the past, after a sleepless night in the base of the Light Chasers with his secretary, he went to the drugstore early in the morning, leaning against the wall, and bought more than ten kinds of health care products.
Fortunately, after that day, Chen Jianghe began to exercise persistently and long-term, gradually quit smoking, and his physical fitness became stronger and stronger.
So much so that a few days ago, when he was discussing the class group day activities with the secretary in the evening study room , learning new ideas and striving to become a new youth, Lin Siqi, the league secretary of the Business Administration class, was deeply moved. He hugged the squad leader Chen tightly, his shoulders trembling and tears streaming down his face.
"Jiang He, I made an unexpected discovery when Qiu Ya and I were shopping in Xidan yesterday."
Qin Shaohai came to Chen Jianghe and muttered in a low voice: "Do you want to know who I met?"
"In no mood."
Chen Jianghe shook his head and thought, you bastard, you still want to tease me? It is very likely that he ran into Yi Xuemei in Xidan.
That place is the first stop for many young artists who come to Beijing.
"No, you do."
Qin Shaohai is also a show-off. When he saw Chen Jianghe shaking his head, he took out his mobile phone, looked around, and found that there was no one else. He clicked on a video recorded last night and handed it to Chen Jianghe.
Chen Jianghe took it and looked at it for a few seconds. He was right. It was Yi Caiwei.
"I can follow you, like a shadow chasing the light, sleepwalking."
"I can wait at this intersection, whether you pass by or not."
Familiar melody, familiar figure, Chen Jianghe smiled in his heart. If this part was put in a short video more than ten years later, many people would probably comment: "Life is not easy , my wife is performing arts."
"Is this the road show you arranged?" Qin Shaohai smacked his lips and said, "Xuemei Yi is really dedicated. She was singing and playing guitar on the overpass in the freezing cold. I don't know how long she sang. There was snow on her scarf..."
Before Qin Shaohai finished speaking, the elevator arrived. Chen Jianghe put his cell phone in his pocket and went ahead.
Qin Shaohai was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to enter the elevator, Chen Jianghe raised his hand to block him from entering. He suddenly understood something, but he was a little anxious: "Hey, that's my phone."
"Requisitioned." Chen Jianghe raised his hand and pressed the first floor.
"Huh?" Qin Shaohai's eyes widened, and before the elevator door closed, he urgently reminded: "Remember to help me delete the QQ chat history with Xiangxiang last night."
Chen Jianghe ignored him, but in his heart he laughed and cursed at this bastard. What era is it now? Why is he still using QQ? Isn't my Guocha voice chat good?
Seeing Chen Jianghe leaving in such a hurry, Qin Shaohai knew clearly that Jianghe must have gone to look for schoolmate Yi.
"Damn, he's handsome and rich, and he really can do whatever he wants."
Qin Shaohai sighed inwardly, thinking about how he had been chatting with Zhao Xiangning on QQ for several years and even acted out a play with her. However, she had just been keeping him hanging from beginning to end, and the topic she was really interested in was always Chen Jianghe.
And there is Qiuya, who was finally won over last night. She was so proud of herself that she thought he was the first man in her life. However, Han Qiuya took the initiative to confess that she had had a crush on Chen Jianghe for a long time. When she met him and Yishu watching a movie together in the cinema in her hometown, she felt uncomfortable for quite a long time.
"Fortunately, Jiang He is my brother and has high standards."
Qin Shaohai felt both relieved and uncomfortable. He lit a cigarette, stood by the window to the right of the elevator entrance, smoking in the cold wind, and silently reconciled with the dark side of his heart.
Just after finishing a cigarette, the elevator door suddenly opened again and Chen Jianghe walked out carrying a few bags of breakfast.
"This is for you and Qiuya."
Chen Jianghe returned the phone to Qin Shaohai, gave him two bags of breakfast, and gave the rest to Jiang Yishu and his aunt.
Zheng Jiaxin finally got up after smelling the aroma of breakfast. After she finished washing up, Chen Jianghe said, "Aunt, I have to go to Guomao in a while, so I may not have time to have lunch with you and Yishu."
"It's okay, just do your thing, I'll take Yishu to Houhai to eat official cuisine."
Zheng Jiaxin responded while applying facial cream. Maybe her hands were shaking too much just now. She walked up to Chen Jianghe, stretched out her hands, and stirred them back and forth on his handsome face like paste of cement.
“Official cuisine… tasteful.”
Chen Jianghe gave his aunt a thumbs up.
"When you are out socializing, drink less."
Zheng Jiaxin pinched Chen Jianghe's face a few times and reminded him, "Come back early in the evening, don't let Yishu and I worry."
"Do you understand?" Jiang Yishu added with a smile.
"Okay, got it."
Chen Jianghe nodded in agreement, tilted his head back to avoid his aunt's wet and sticky hands, and deliberately said, "My aunt's brand facial cream makes me nervous."
"Yishu, come here and give me a kiss. I'm leaving."
“Pah.”
Although Jiang Yishu doesn't talk much, her movements are very efficient.
Chen Jianghe was delighted by the kiss, and his aunt raised her hands to cover her eyes to prevent her stomach from being full before breakfast.
Chen Jianghe had just walked out of the hotel gate when a vintage Labor Day slowly drove up to him. A driver wearing white gloves got out of the car and opened the back door with familiar movements.
"Some people are really concerned about my whereabouts."
Chen Jianghe muttered to himself and took out his cell phone to look at the invitation message from business godfather Liu Junwu. Since he was already here, it would be unreasonable not to go.
The lunch was scheduled to be held at the Guomao Hotel.
Liu Junwu personally took the lead in organizing the event, and business leaders from all walks of life were very supportive. Even Pony Ma, who is usually very low-key and seldom shows up, was invited to attend. In addition, there were Shen Junhong, founder and executive partner of Red Rock Capital Hua Xia, Zhang Lei, founder of Gaoling Group, and the two most talked-about e-commerce platform kings in major mainstream media, Mr. Ma and Mr. Qiang.
There are also a few hidden bosses who seem to be there just for the sake of drinking, but in fact they have very powerful backgrounds and power.
Among all the big guys, Chen Jianghe is the youngest and the most difficult to hire.
Liu Zijin was unable to invite him, and Liu Junwu only received a response after he learned that he had arrived in Beijing on a special plane yesterday and sent three text messages.
But Liu Junwu was not angry at all. If did not have some personality, how could he make such a big name for himself?
"Mr. Chen."
Liu Zijin was standing in front of the hotel to greet them. Despite the cold weather, her dressing style didn't change much. She even took off her blazer and put it in her hands. She was only wearing a thin white long-sleeved shirt with her cuffs turned up, revealing her beautiful and slender pair of pianist hands.
"Aren't you cold?" Chen Jianghe walked up to Liu Zijin, took off his down jacket, and casually draped it over her shoulders.
Liu Zijin said: "It's OK, it feels a little colder than eastern Guangdong."
Chen Jianghe did not comment and asked, "Which private room is Mr. Liu in?"
"I'll take you there."
Liu Zijin smiled and raised his hand, his posture of leading the way was particularly elegant.
