Chapter 27 "How can I not make mistakes?"
Jiang Yao couldn't sleep until three in the morning and was woken up by a phone call at noon. A friend of his was organizing a racing team and asked him if he wanted to go.
The pain in his shoulder blade had gone away. He pulled open the curtains and took a look. The weather was nice, so he agreed to the appointment.
When going out, Jiang Yao glanced at the shoe cabinet.
Duan Zhuxian's slippers were still lying neatly inside.
*
When we drove to the place, a group of people were waiting there, waving at Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao didn't get out of the car. He stepped on the accelerator and drove to the open space. He ran two laps casually. The roar of the engine generated adrenaline and brought back some long-lost feeling.
During the time he was with Duan Zhuxian, he almost forgot that he was once a restless person. He would fly around the world whenever he had free time, challenge various extreme sports, go sea fishing at the slightest disagreement, eat, drink and have fun. He was very familiar with it and was as carefree as he could be.
When Jiang Yao got out of the car, he was surrounded by people and asked what he had been doing recently. There was no sign of him anywhere. Jiang Yao replied perfunctorily that he was working on a new project and the adjustment period was quite stressful.
Everyone was a little surprised, but didn't think it was unreasonable.
Among their group, Jiang Yao has always been the most motivated one. He has loved to strive for the first place since he was young. When he was in school, he could even compete with elites like Duan Zhuxian. Because of his strong ability, he was rarely hindered by work.
Someone asked with concern: "Is the partner too difficult to deal with?"
Jiang Yao chuckled: "I guess so."
The competition was not held until the afternoon. Jiang Yao was surrounded by people and entered the lounge. Another group of people were already sitting on the sofa inside. Some of them were close to Li Ruizhi and looked at Jiang Yao with a bit of hostility.
Jiang Yao ignored them and found a place to sit down. He heard someone greet him: "Jiang Yao, long time no see."
Looking up, I saw a man in his thirties in a suit sitting opposite me. He looked like a wealthy bachelor and he was holding a young boy with his face buried in his chest.
This person is the friend who supports his idol that Chen Yiqi mentioned at the archery hall yesterday.
Jiang Yao nodded. "Long time no see, Brother Wang. Is the sculpture exhibition going well?"
Wang Yan took a sip of tea and said indifferently, "It's okay, but someone is not giving me face. Even a sedan chair can't be invited. I always feel like something is missing."
Jiang Yao smiled apologetically: "Too busy."
On the day Wang Yan's tour reached Lingbei City, he had originally planned to attend, but someone suddenly became aroused early in the morning and made advances on him in the restaurant. He was aroused, and to seize control, he grabbed Duan Zhuxian by the collar and pinned him against the French window. Duan Zhuxian smiled and raised his hands in surrender, but when he was caught off guard, he pushed him back against the glass... This back-and-forth continued, and by the time it was over, it was too late.
Wang Yan waved his hand: "Just kidding, you Jiangli are going through the tribulation recently and you are short of manpower."
Seeing Jiang Yao's gaze occasionally falling on the person in his arms, Wang Yan pinched the boy's chin and turned his face to Jiang Yao: "Let me introduce you to He Luo, the captain of the idol group ODD. You should have heard of him."
Jiang Yao said "hmm".
He hadn't heard of it before, but when he was investigating Duan Zhuxian's rumored boyfriend Zhang Sheng yesterday, he also searched their entire group.
He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
When I turned around, I saw that disgusting plastic surgery face.
Not far away, Zhang Sheng was smiling and trying to get close to Li Ruizhi's friends, licking them very hard.
Jiang Yao straightened his back instantly, and his eyes subconsciously scanned around Zhang Sheng. Then he relaxed, rubbed his brows, and thought to himself that he was worrying too much.
Although Duan Zhuxian is a bastard, he is not stupid. It is impossible for him to accompany his lover to such a place in such a high-profile manner.
He Luo was sleeping just now and was suddenly woken up by being pinched. He was still quite confused and followed Wang Yan's words and said, "Hello, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Yao enjoyed this title very much.
He is usually called "Brother" or "Mr. Jiang". Except during work, he is rarely called "Mr. Jiang".
On the other hand, Duan Zhuxian has long been the popular "Mr. Duan", who sounds very successful in his career. In this regard, he always feels that he is inferior to Duan Zhuxian.
Therefore, his attitude towards He Luo was not so prejudiced.
At this time, there was a commotion at the door. Jiang Yao looked in the direction of the noise and saw Duan Feiyi walking towards the lounge with a smile.
Jiang Yao frowned slightly and asked the friend who invited him to participate, "Why is he here?"
The friend explained, "He helped me get the application for today's entertainment race. This racetrack was invested and built by the Duan family. The person who's against you is Duan Zhuxian, so his brother should be fine, right?"
Jiang Yao: "..."
If I had told him from the beginning that Duan Feiyi was also there, he would definitely not have come.
He currently doesn't want to see anyone with the surname Duan.
Duan Feiyi walked to the center of the crowd, clapped his hands, and said, "I see that most people have arrived. Today's venue fee and entertainment fee are all free. If you have any questions, please come to me. I wish you all a great time."
After hearing this, the people around immediately started to cheer and flatter him. After all, he had the title of "Duan" and they all wanted to share in the glory.
After the encounter yesterday, Jiang Yao didn't have a good impression of Duan Feiyi. He ignored him, lowered his head to play with his phone, sent a message to someone, and went to the bathroom.
After coming out of the single room, Duan Feiyi stood by the sink, washing his hands slowly, as if he was deliberately waiting for someone.
Jiang Yao paused, walked over and turned on the faucet.
"I didn't have time to say hello at the club that day." Duan Feiyi suddenly said, "Sister-in-law?"
"Don't yell."
Jiang Yao looked up and met the pair of narrow eyes in the mirror. Duan Feiyi's eyes were smiling, but the smile that seeped out from the slits of his eyes made people feel uncomfortable.
"That's right." Duan Feiyi took out a tissue and wiped his hands a few times, "I was careless. I shouldn't have exposed your relationship with my brother in public."
Jiang Yao and Duan Zhuxian are currently in a secret marriage. Before the two companies are officially connected, they cannot make it public to avoid disrupting their business, especially in the stock market. They have to be fully prepared before announcing the news.
However, that's not what he meant, he just simply didn't like those two words.
*
Back in the lounge, Jiang Yao was stopped by someone as soon as he entered the door: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is Zhang Sheng."
Jiang Yao was annoyed with him, so he said "hmm" and walked past him with no expression.
Unexpectedly, this person seemed unable to read the air. In the next half hour, he would always find opportunities to jump in front of him.
Zhang Sheng sat opposite and pointed at Jiang Yao's wrist: "I have the same watch as Mr. Jiang."
Someone next door heard this and looked surprised: "This watch is not cheap. Is it true that being an idol makes you so much money?"
Zhang Sheng pursed his lips but smiled without saying anything.
The neighbor immediately understood: "Oh, it was given to you by a noble person?"
Zhang Sheng continued to remain silent, but a hint of shyness appeared in his smile.
Jiang Yao almost felt sick after seeing this.
Even though he was not sensitive to those boring little tricks, he still sensed something strange.
He always felt that Zhang Sheng was showing off something in front of him on purpose.
Could it be that Duan Zhuxian had even told his mistress about such a big deal as marrying him? He couldn't imagine that Duan Zhuxian could be so foolish.
After chatting for a while, a group of people started playing cards. They had to drive and couldn't drink alcohol, so the loser had to give up a personal item.
Wang Yan's card skills were so bad that he handed over his lighter, ring, and cufflinks. When he had nothing left to lose, he patted He Luo's butt and said, "Baby, go sing and dance for everyone."
As soon as the words fell, the whole table fell silent.
He Luo also didn't react, his face turned red and white.
Jiang Yao did not play this time, but just sat there with his legs crossed, watching coldly.
After all, she was a little idol who was glamorous in front of the public, but she was treated like a plaything by her sponsor. I wonder how devastated those fans were when they saw this.
Jiang Yao didn't understand the unspoken rules of keeping a mistress, but if Duan Zhuxian did the same, he would look down on Duan Zhuxian.
He Luo whispered, "Brother, I'm getting angry and my throat isn't feeling well."
Wang Yan looked troubled: "What should we do? We can't ask your brother to pay for the clothes."
Someone noticed Zhang Sheng and said, "How about asking your teammates to help?"
Zhang Sheng was gloating just now, but when his name was suddenly called, he had no way to refuse, so he had to sing a popular love song in short videos a cappella. He was so emotional at the climax that he was basically out of tune.
When the song ended, the onlookers applauded sparsely.
One of them asked: "I remember Jiang Shao has good pitch, can you give me some comments?"
Jiang Yao folded his arms and glanced at Zhang Sheng, saying casually, "With this level of skill, he can still debut. No wonder everyone says that the domestic entertainment industry is doomed."
The person asking the question was stunned.
Zhang Sheng blushed instantly and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I put too much personal emotion into my singing and made Jiang Shaojian laugh."
Jiang Yao said coldly, "It's no use saying sorry to me. If you really want to apologize, just say it to your few fans who are almost gone."
When these ruthless words were spoken, the others were also shocked, especially those who had a good relationship with Jiang Yao.
Although Jiang Yao is a rich second-generation, he is considered the most peaceful and well-educated one among them. He rarely gets angry. I don’t know how this little idol brought bad luck to him.
Zhang Sheng lowered his head, trembling with his lips, not daring to look at Jiang Yao, looking like someone being bullied by a powerful person.
He Luo quickly came to the rescue: "A Sheng had a date last night. Maybe he was too tired from playing and didn't get enough rest."
The dandy on the side winked and said in a tone that could squeeze out half a pound of oil: "Are you tired from playing in bed?"
Zhang Sheng's face turned even redder, as if he had been told.
This is exactly the effect these young men wanted. Like flies smelling rotten meat, the topic immediately turned dirty.
Jiang Yao stood up and went outside to get some fresh air. He was afraid that he would hear something he shouldn't hear and would lose control of the urge to beat Duan Zhuxian to death.
In the distance, there was blue sky and white clouds, and the wind with the fragrance of late osmanthus soothed the irritability in his heart. Jiang Yao lit a cigarette and had just taken two puffs when someone appeared beside him.
"I heard that you and my brother had a bad relationship in the past."
Jiang Yao tilted his head to look at Duan Feiyi: "Who told you that, Duan Zhuxian?"
"No." Duan Feiyi shrugged. "My brother never mentioned you. Before your marriage, I didn't even know you existed."
Jiang Yao lowered his eyes and tapped the ash on his cigarette: "You studied in high school abroad, so it's normal for you not to know me."
Duan Feiyi smiled meaningfully. "When I said 'never mentioned', I meant it literally. I know all the people he values, such as his childhood friend Fu Yang and his overseas friend Gu Heng."
Having said that, he slowed down his speech and stared straight at Jiang Yao's face, as if observing something.
"For example, I know he has always had someone he likes."
Jiang Yao: "Oh."
Duan Feiyi looked surprised: "You don't mind?"
Jiang Yao blew out a puff of smoke and glanced at Duan Feiyi: "Brother, do you know what a business marriage is?"
Duan Feiyi's eyes clearly flashed with disappointment, but he covered it up with a laugh. "No wonder so many women these days are looking for men to marry. It seems men understand men best. How can someone born with a penis not make mistakes? Those so-called loyal lovers are either pretending or suppressing their true nature. In reality, none of them want to cheat."
Jiang Yao heard the hidden meaning in Duan Feiyi's words. It turned out that this guy wanted to bring up the matter between Duan Zhuxian and Zhang Sheng.
Either Duan Feiyi knew the inside story just like Li Ruizhi because they were friends, or Duan Feiyi told Li Ruizhi about it from the very beginning.
But no matter what the order is, what is certain is that Duan Feiyi deliberately came in front of him to sow discord.
There is someone living in his heart and another lying by his pillow. It would be fine if he just did it secretly, but someone else had to use it openly to make him angry.
Duan Zhuxian can really make things difficult for him.
Jiang Yao had a headache, but he didn't show it on his face. He even asked Duan Feiyi with a bit of amusement: "You speak so extreme, have you been hurt by a scumbag?"
Duan Feiyi opened his mouth, but suddenly got stuck.
If I deny it directly, why does it feel like I am implicitly agreeing that those who have the same idea as him are no different from scum?
By the time he understood the logic, he had missed the best time to respond.
Seeing Duan Feiyi desperately reading the bar and his CPU almost drying up, Jiang Yao was sure that his younger brother Duan Zhuxian was not very smart.
Jiang Yao put out his cigarette and turned to go into the house.
Duan Feiyi didn't give up and said to Jiang Yao's back: "My elder brother has a cold face and a cruel heart, but he is good at pretending to be a good person to others. You must not provoke him. It would be good if you can be more magnanimous."
*
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Yao changed into his racing suit and was not too surprised to see Zhang Sheng also wearing a racing suit and standing next to a yellow sports car.
When he searched for Zhang Sheng's information yesterday, he saw "racing" written in the hobby column.
The clouds in the sky cleared, visibility was excellent, and the race began. With the roar of the engines, ten cars started in an instant and rushed into a roaring thunderstorm.
Among them, Jiang Yao's red supercar was the most eye-catching. He deliberately slowed down for a moment at the start, and then overtook other cars one by one, as if playing a free-spirited cat-and-mouse game. He was so arrogant as if he was speeding in an uninhabited area, and when he turned the corner, he was as smooth as chasing the wind and clouds.
The crowd watching the game was stunned by his handsomeness and started shouting Jiang Yao's name crazily.
However, when passing the second corner, the red supercar seemed to encounter some trouble.
There were two cars that tried to outflank from both sides at the same time as if they had discussed it beforehand, and the distance between them was getting closer and closer. They received several warnings, and it seemed as if they had thrown the rules of the game to the wind and were teaming up to make trouble. Although it was not a formal competition, it was too blatant.
The drivers of both cars are friends of Li Ruizhi.
Jiang Yao learned racing skills from a professional champion driver and didn't take this little fight seriously at all.
He controlled the steering wheel calmly, a sneer in his eyes under the helmet, and used the terrain to speed up, easily getting rid of those plasters.
After a few laps, only one yellow sports car was still keeping close.
Jiang Yao was a little surprised. Zhang Sheng looked at the boy's thin arms and legs and looked weak, but he didn't expect that his driving skills were quite good.
Originally, Jiang Yao just wanted to have some fun and vent some excess emotions, and he didn't care much about winning or losing. But at this moment, he frowned slightly and finally became serious.
Zhang Sheng was always a little behind him and couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried. In the last half lap, the outcome was decided.
Just as Jiang Yao was about to sprint to the finish line, he suddenly felt something was wrong. The next second, the yellow car in the inner circle suddenly deviated from the track and rushed towards him as if it was crazy about winning.
Fortunately, he predicted it in advance and accelerated to the limit, but at the moment of crossing the finish line, Zhang Sheng's car hit the back of his car.
The car stopped and a large group of people gathered around. Jiang Yao got out of the car and took off his helmet. His hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his pale skin, making him look particularly tough.
Zhang Sheng, who was standing next to him, seemed to have just come back to his senses from a fierce competition. He was panting and slowly got out of the car. Jiang Yao grabbed him by the collar and slammed him against the front of the car.
"You're getting excited with me, right? If you want to die, don't die in front of me. No one will collect your body!"
The others followed suit and shouted, "Even if you're not as skilled as the other person, you can't commit a foul and hit them!"
Jiang Yao's slender finger bones were like iron clamps. Zhang Sheng's legs went weak. He opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but he kept saying "I" for a long time and couldn't utter a complete sentence.
After all, anyone with eyes present could see how deliberate he was at the time.
Everyone chatted for a while, and someone asked, "How does Young Master Jiang plan to deal with this?"
Jiang Yao let go of Zhang Sheng and offered two options: "Pay compensation, car repair fees plus compensation for emotional distress, or I'll call the police."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sheng's face turned pale and he subconsciously looked at Duan Feiyi.
Following Zhang Sheng's gaze, Duan Feiyi stood there leisurely, looking as if he was carefully confirming the accident, as if he didn't know Zhang Sheng at all.
Jiang Yao's car is a limited edition, and coupled with the so-called mental damage, if you really want to make a fuss about it, who knows how much compensation he will have to pay. It's unlikely that Zhang Sheng, a 38th-tier actor, can come up with that much money.
As for calling the police, for people in the entertainment industry, it is like handing a knife to public opinion.
A yellow-haired man who was watching the fun intentionally fanned the flames: "Let's be merciful when we can. Young Master Jiang, why don't you just forget about it?"
Jiang Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Since you are so generous, why don't you compensate him?"
Huang Mao sneered: "She already has a partner, it's not appropriate for me to take over her job."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone thought of Zhang Sheng's mysterious scandal partner.
Someone suggested: "If you can't solve it, call your boss to come over and solve it."
Zhang Sheng immediately shook his head: "This is not good."
"What's wrong with that? It's because he's been on the trending search. How can he not help you?"
Those who were making a fuss were all people who had a good relationship with Li Ruizhi, and they knew that Li Ruizhi had been beaten into a quail by Jiang Yao.
First, they wanted to see Jiang Yao get beaten in a head-on confrontation, and second, they wanted to know who had such a bizarre taste that he would support such a troublemaker.
Most of the people present were not good men and women. The madness brought about by the extreme exercise had not yet dissipated, and they immediately found new fun. Under the pretext of upholding justice, it would be difficult for them to let Zhang Sheng go for a while.
Jiang Yao was feeling uncomfortable due to the sweat all over his body, so he asked his friend to keep an eye on Zhang Sheng and not let him run away. He went to take a shower and change clothes first. When he came out, Zhang Sheng was standing not far away talking to Duan Feiyi, as if begging for something. Both of them looked unhappy.
"Oh, I shouldn't have asked you to come over today." A friend handed Jiang Yao a bottle of water. "It seems like Zhang Sheng is really planning to call someone over. Maybe it's that legendary big boss. If he really shows up, how are you going to deal with him?"
Jiang Yao unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it all in one gulp. He threw the bottle away and said, "There's no way he'll come."
"Do you know him?" My friend's eyes lit up and he came over to ask curiously, "Who is he?"
Then he got a look from Jiang Yao. He couldn't tell what kind of look it was, but it seemed inexplicably unfriendly.
My friend shut up and stopped embarrassing himself.
Jiang Yao also wanted to see how Zhang Sheng planned to escape sanctions, so he leaned against the fence beside the track and took out a lighter and cigarettes.
There was a sudden commotion beside me.
“People are coming!”
"Fuck, am I blind? Why is it him?"
Jiang Yao paused as he was lighting a cigarette, then his gaze moved slightly forward from where it was directed towards the ground, and a pair of familiar black leather shoes appeared in his field of vision.
His eyebrows twitched, and he raised his eyelids, looking at Duan Zhuxian's slightly cold face from afar.
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