"real?"
Jiang Xi opened his eyes wide, "Even more handsome than Yang Maozhi?"
Yang Maozhi is a popular young actor in the entertainment industry. He made his debut in an idol drama and is famous for his handsomeness.
"How about the top-notch Yang Maozhi?" The female clerk on Lili's left, who turned out to be a Yang Maozhi fan, nodded frantically. "Just now, just now—he glanced at me when he passed by, and I felt like I fell in love. I think... I fell in love with him."
Aria, histrionic personality.
Jiang Xi was calm and commented silently.
"You're just concerned with your looks? That's superficial." Another clerk, Tongtong, had her eyes sparkling. Despite her seemingly simple lifestyle, she was avidly researching luxury goods and determined to marry a wealthy man. "That customer's wrist is wearing a limited edition Patek Philippe, a brand that launched this year. It's worth 30 million. Without connections, you can't buy it."
She counted.
Lili and Ah Xi snorted in unison. It was a rare moment of agreement. "30 million to drink coffee in this shabby little coffee shop in this shabby place? Is it to find gold, or to negotiate business?"
In their eyes, rich people should fly on private jets, drink red wine, and watch private movies, rather than appearing in such down-to-earth places.
"So, are you all gathered here to catch some riches or to pick up some gold?"
Manager Cheng suddenly appeared like a ghost from behind, holding a stack of fried crispy snails in his hand. The aroma captured Jiang Xi almost instantly.
Jiang Xi never knew she had a talent for food. She was just daydreaming when Cheng Cheng shoved the plate at her and waved, "Xixi, go ahead."
Are we going to see 30 million?
Even though Jiang Xi's heart was as calm as water, she couldn't help but want to find out. Lili and the others lamented behind her, "Manager, you can't just give someone a backdoor just because they're good-looking..."
Cheng Cheng was annoyed: "I'm afraid of losing face if I open the back door for you."
Jiang Xi curled the corners of her mouth. Although her colleagues were lively and eccentric, they were easy to get along with and not difficult to deal with.
Lili clenched her fist at her and said, "Xiaoxi, come on!"
Jiang Xi was speechless. She walked around a row of seats reserved for couples. Behind them was the private room. The first person she saw was a man with neatly groomed hair, even the hair strands exuding sexiness. He was wearing a sky blue shirt, dark jeans, and a pair of Adidas Yeezys. He was half leaning against the back of the sofa, looking down at his phone.
"The fried conch you requested."
Jiang Xi paid special attention to the watch. It had a light gold mechanical dial. This high imitation looked... quite reliable.
Thirty million raised their heads.
The "30 million, Poyang River" that had been constantly lingering in Jiang Xi's mind was like snowflakes, and was instantly dried up by this glance, leaving the earth empty.
The man had distinct eyebrows and a high nose bridge. The large amount of sunlight pouring in from the floor-to-ceiling windows gave him a silhouette. He was sitting there in such a messy manner, as if he was sitting in the grand lobby of a hotel, drinking foreign wine, eating Western food, and flirting with...beauties.
Jiang Xi instinctively felt uncomfortable.
This is a fascinating man – no doubt about it.
Although younger than expected.
Han Chen quietly picked up his knife and fork and took a piece of fried conch. "Where's the big orange?"
Jiang Xi noticed the look of enjoyment on the man's face as he took in the fried conch. The wrinkles in his peach blossom eyes seemed particularly deep and charming at that moment. She guessed that the big orange he was talking about was the store manager who kept saying "get out of here!"
Inexplicably cute.
"The manager has returned to the kitchen."
Jiang Xi replied in a serious tone.
Han Chen's gaze fell on Jiang Xi's legs for two seconds before he casually looked away. "Oh? Then tell him that if he doesn't show up, I'll have Zhao Xiner come over."
Jiang Xi turned to go out, but was stopped by a man's deep voice, "Have we met somewhere before?"
"Sir, your pick-up style is outdated."
Jiang Xi refused flatly and still felt like a thorn in his back when he left.
She actually recognized the man the moment he opened his mouth.
It’s not wrong to say that he is an acquaintance.
The modern style that was out of tune with Shen City, along with that highly recognizable and charming voice, reminded her of the disgust and anger when her secrets were peeped at - this was an area that even her looks could not save.
The Orange store manager was smoking in the aisle with a bored look on his face. "What's going on?"
"The distinguished guest said that if you don't show up, he will send Zhao Xiner over." Jiang Xi repeated it clearly, and then witnessed the true Sichuan Opera face-changing.
Therefore, all art comes from life.
The man, who spoke with a Northeastern accent, went from panic-stricken to furious and finally resigned to his fate in just two seconds. He then became a docile quail, walking towards the private room with his head down. "You're so cruel!"
With the Orange Shop manager personally serving her, Jiang Xi naturally had nothing to do. She happily went to the door to greet the guests. Lili and the others were busy as hell, but they couldn't help but come over to exchange experiences.
"Xixi, are you handsome?"
"Handsome." Jiang Xi showed his standard eight teeth.
Tongtong suddenly slapped her thigh with an "Ah!" and shakily pulled out a pink rabbit-skin phone from the bear's belly pocket. With her fingers flying, she handed it to him in a few moments. "I remember who he is! No wonder he looks so familiar."
"Look, Xiaoxi." She pointed to an old news item from last year.
Jiang Xi looked down and saw a group of seven young men and women wearing red ribbons standing on a high platform. A large headline read: [Hua University students once again won the ACM International Collegiate Programming Contest championship]
The small characters describe in bold how the Huazhong University team, led by Han Chen twice, has been invincible in the international arena, and note: This boy will surely drive innovation in China's computer field, and his future achievements are limitless.
Jiang Xi simply ignored the long words of praise and his gaze fell on the high-spirited young man in the middle, Han Chen?
If you don't look at the identical facial features, anyone who sees this photo would think that these are two different people.
One is full of vigor and vitality, like the rising sun, and the future is full of infinite possibilities; while the other one——
Jiang Xi made no comment.
"How can this guy be so handsome and so smart?" Tongtong immediately became a loyal fangirl of Han Chen, her IQ dropping to negative. "From now on, I, Li Xiaotong, will change my life goal to this: what's the point of living without being able to sleep with Master Han!"
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