Chapter 20
"What does Mr. Shu want to talk about?" Jiang Chen's expression was calm.
"Mr. Jiang's design is unique. Can you sign a contract with our company so that we can achieve a win-win situation in the future?"
Jiang Chen still didn't understand how far Shu Jinye's industry spread, nor did he know that his previous book publishing contract was signed with Shu Jinye.
The beauty frowned and hesitated for a moment. After all, he and Shu Jinye had only met once. He was always calm and steady in doing things, so he couldn't agree to this matter too hastily.
"Mr. Shu, you also know that the construction of my house was entrusted to your company. The finished product has not yet come out, why are you so anxious?" Jiang Chen spoke with an ancient accent.
The non-standard interstellar language coming out of his mouth has a strange sense of sophistication.
Shu Jinye was stunned for a second when he was suddenly rejected. Soon he smiled again and said, "I'm sorry, I was too impatient."
"I will do my best to satisfy Mr. Jiang in this cooperation."
"By the way, I've been interested in ancient architectural decoration since I was a child. Could you please come to my house and give me some advice someday?"
Jiang Chen still did not give a definite response. He was not interested in Shu Jinye's home.
Because he had a grudge against Emperor Chen, it was inevitable that his emotions would shift after seeing Shu Jinye's face, which was very similar to Emperor Chen's.
"Mr. Shu has given me such a kind invitation. I will definitely visit him someday if I have the chance..."
"Then I look forward to Mr. Jiang's visit to my humble home."
Shu Jinye was still a little reluctant when he was leaving. Although he didn't talk about anything about life with Jiang Chen and his suggestions were met with resistance everywhere, for some reason he felt extremely happy whenever he saw Jiang Chen.
He thought he would be invited to stay for lunch near noon, but in the end he was only offered a few cups of tea.
At the entrance of the villa, Shu Jinye turned to Jiang Chen, who was seeing off the guests, and asked, "Mr. Jiang, are you going out this afternoon?"
"Um."
"Would you like me to give you a ride if it's convenient?"
"No need, take care, Mr. Shu."
"Bang!"
Jiang Chen closed the door without mercy.
*
Shu Jinye quietly left the villa.
It was the first time that the special assistant following behind him saw his young master encountering obstacles in business talks.
He kindly reminded: "Master, you suddenly visited someone's house today without an appointment, and you didn't bring any gifts."
Jiang Chen suddenly realized what was going on and his handsome face turned pale with fear. "Wait?"
Since yesterday, his mind has been full of thoughts of meeting Jiang Chen, but he didn't expect that he had forgotten such an important etiquette.
"Why didn't you remind me?" He regretted his rude behavior.
"It's rare to see the young master so happy so early in the morning. I didn't think about it for a moment."
Shu Jinye: “…”
After a brief silence, he came to his senses and knew he had to hurry to prepare the gift.
Later, he would find an excuse to come over and visit, saying that he forgot to give the gift last time, so that he could see Jiang Chen again.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and he suddenly felt that he was extremely clever.
"By the way, Master, you should also prepare for the comprehensive cooperation course for the new students at the military academy next week."
Shu Jinye felt a headache at the thought of attending classes with a bunch of kindergarten kids.
"Help me find a way to turn it down."
"Inside information, it seems that Master Xiaojiang and his classmates will be in this class."
Shu Jinye's body trembled, "Help me arrange it quickly!"
*
In the afternoon, Jiang Chen took Xiao Zhuang out.
The little zombie sat obediently in his father's arms.
His father said he would take him to visit a museum. The child was very curious about everything unknown. He appeared calm on the surface, but he was secretly excited.
After arriving at the National Museum, the father and son stopped under the huge towering statue at the entrance.
A nearly kilometer-tall statue of a man stands in the center of the museum entrance. The man is wearing a tattered military uniform and holding a sword pointing to the east.
Jiang Chen had seen giant statues before, and the power and wild beauty contained in the interstellar architecture were quite shocking.
He put the little zombie down from his arms.
"Come, let Dad take a picture of you."
Since learning how to use the terminal, Jiang Chen especially likes to take pictures of Xiaojiang.
Xiao Zhuang doesn't have much of a sense of camera. He was just a small guy standing under the statue, a photo-taking spot for internet celebrities, and he didn't know what pose to make.
"Little Zhuang smiled." Jiang Chen squatted down with the terminal in his hand.
"Hmm?" Xiao Zhuang looked around and raised his hand to make a "yeah" gesture, imitating the way others took photos.
"Why is my baby so cute?" Jiang Chen took the terminal and took a lot of photos of the little zombie, and also taught the little zombie many poses.
After a burst of "click, click, click", the pink rabbit reminded, "Ahem, Master, you have been taking pictures of the young master for half an hour."
"Huh? How did time go by so quickly?"
Jiang Chen lowered his head and realized that he had just taken hundreds of cute photos of the little zombie.
He was so busy taking pictures of Xiao Zhuang that he almost forgot about the main business of the day.
"Yes, yes, we are here to learn today."
"Dad, hold..."
The little zombie took the initiative to stretch out his little hand.
[Daddy is tired of carrying Xiao Zhuang, so he wants to walk on his own.]
The child was so sensible that Jiang Chen couldn't help but want to kiss the little zombie.
Back then in Dongqi, his health was not very good and he would feel very tired if he held the little zombie for a long time. But now his physical strength is much better than before, and he would not feel any discomfort when holding the little zombie anytime and anywhere.
Jiang Chen felt sorry for Xiao Zhuang again. It was because he was physically weak in the past that Xiao Zhuang was so considerate of him.
"It's okay. Daddy wants to hold the little zombie, okay?"
Xiao Zhuang hesitated for a moment.
[But Dad was clearly very tired before...]
"It's okay, Dad is in good health now." After saying that, Jiang Chen didn't give Xiao Zhuang any time to think, and directly carried him into the museum.
When he was in the coffin, Xiao Zhuang would call for his father every time he woke up. This happened day after day, year after year, for countless years. Every time he shouted at the top of his lungs, his father would remain pale and would not respond.
Xiao Jiang was afraid that his father would never wake up again, so he curled up in his father's cold arms and cried every day.
This dark past made him feel very insecure. It was not until his father woke up for the last time that Xiao Zhuang finally stopped being frightened.
He has always liked to stick to his father, hug his father's neck, and snuggle in his father's arms affectionately.
There are many internet celebrity check-in spots in the museum. Every time Jiang Chen goes to a place, he takes a lot of cute and adorable photos of the little zombie.
We were supposed to come here to study, but it turned out to be a one-day family trip.
Finally, with the constant reminders from the pink rabbit, he remembered the purpose of today's trip again and again.
Now that they were at the museum, they should learn about the history of the interstellar era.
Jiang Chen quickly took Xiao Zhuang to learn from the commentator.
*
Outside the National Museum, an extended black luxury car was parked on the side of the road.
"Master, please get out of the car." The butler opened the back door and considerately placed the small stairs.
Zizi, wearing a black Tang suit with dark patterns and buttons, got out of the car. He wore a priceless imperial green jade beast necklace around his neck.
The upturned corners of the baby's eyes add a touch of charm to his perfect and handsome face, and his soft black hair is styled by the hairstylist into the coolest children's style at the moment.
As soon as he got out of the car, he attracted the attention of all the pedestrians nearby.
At first glance, I thought it was a child star, but when I looked more closely, I realized that the child was extremely noble and the aura he exuded from inside out was definitely not the kind of idol who would please the audience in front of the screen.
Long Qiche's face was pale and gloomy, his eyes were dark and his expression was quite impatient, as if he had not slept well.
"Master, please come this way. Do you need me to hold you?" The butler knelt on one knee.
Long Qi Che waved his hand to refuse. He could hear other people's thoughts since he was born.
It’s noisy, so noisy.
His head was throbbing with pain.
There is an important meeting on the top floor of the National Museum today.
The director of the Long Group has a quirk: he always brings his son, who is less than three years old, to important meetings.
Long Qi Che strode quickly towards the VIP elevator, followed closely by a group of nine-foot-tall bodyguards in black windbreakers.
Seeing this scene, the tourists nearby quickly made way.
Top floor conference room.
The round conference table was packed.
"Boss Long, didn't you bring your son here today?"
Father Long crossed his legs with a neutral expression.
Before he could finish his words, the door to the conference room opened.
Long Qi Che walked into the house slowly and the housekeeper brought him a chair.
Zaizai was not tall enough, so he climbed up using his hands and feet and sat down with his arms folded like a little adult.
"Oh, my wife is not very good at taking care of children, so I have no choice but to keep our son with me at all times."
Long Qi Che rolled his eyes. He was the only one who knew that his father was full of evil intentions.
The meeting lasted for more than an hour, and at its end, only the father and son were left in the meeting room.
"How about Xiaoqi? Will this business be successful?" asked Father Long expectantly.
Long Qi Che was too lazy to pay attention to his father and didn't plan to answer.
Seeing his son silent, Dad Long became anxious, "Xiao Qi, aren't all these properties of Dad left to you in the future? How can you be so indifferent?" After saying that, he took out a handkerchief and pretended to wipe his tears.
"No." Long Qi Che replied coldly.
"What are they thinking?"
Everyone in the conference room has eight million ideas, and Long Qi Che is too lazy to explain them one by one.
He said with a world-weary face, "No one is as cunning as you anyway."
Long Dad: “…”
Dad Long has always been ruthless in the business world. Sometimes he is afraid and wary of his own son who can hear other people's thoughts, but he cannot do without his son.
After all, his son knew exactly what he was thinking.
"I'm sleepy and want to go to bed."
"Okay, hurry up and send the young master back to bed."
*
The little zombie was held by his father, and they followed the tour guide to visit and learn from the beginning.
He had just learned a lot of knowledge and wanted to review it with his father when he got home. This was his habit.
Jiang Chen began to consciously cultivate his child's learning habits when he was very young.
Xiao Zhuang studies the homework assigned by his father seriously.
When the tour guide was introducing the history, he listened to every word very carefully.
The hall suddenly became unusually quiet.
A group of bodyguards in black swarmed out of the VIP elevator and lined up neatly.
The black-clad butler in the middle is holding a cool kid with a world-weary face, also dressed in black.
The black-clad bodyguards cleared the way for the young master. The scene was exactly the same as the one in the TV series.
Long Qi Che had a sour face, and the housekeeper was filled with fear of him.
He had long been accustomed to this kind of life. Everyone around him was on guard against him, fearing that he would know the secrets in their hearts.
[Whose child is this? Why is there such a grand ceremony?]
[You can tell from the first glance that he comes from a prominent family. Why can't I be born into such a good family?! ]
[Tsk… It’s just a few bucks, what’s so cool about that?]
[…]
The chaotic sounds kept replaying in my head like a barrage of comments.
It’s annoying. Really annoying.
The thought of going to kindergarten again tomorrow made Long Qi Che even more upset.
Xiao Zhuang was also attracted by the movement over there. He looked at the group of people curiously in his father's arms.
The little boy in black in the middle looks very inhuman.
This suddenly reminded him of the villain Young Master in the cartoon "MechWarrior".
The bodyguards moved very quickly, rushing past Xiao Jiang and Jiang Chen like a gust of wind.
Long Qi Che, who was in the center of the black storm, did not notice the brief silence that just came.
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