Chapter 34: Dinner Parties on Both Sides
Lin Siwu curled his lip, answering the phone somewhat reluctantly:
“Hello, Brother… what is it?”
Lin Siyu’s voice came from the other end of the line: “Where are you?”
“I’m… outside hanging out with friends.” Lin Siwu subconsciously sat up a bit straighter, speaking vaguely.
“Specific location.” Lin Siyu was concise, clearly not buying his act.
“…At Zero Six.” Lin Siwu confessed honestly, deflated.
“Mm.” Lin Siyu acknowledged, “Keep next Tuesday night open, come somewhere with me.”
“Next Tuesday?”
He blurted out: “No way, no way, I have an important arrangement next Tuesday!”
“What arrangement? I… I made plans with a friend!”
“Cancel it. It’s official business. Father ordered it, a dinner with the Jiang family.”
“The Jiang family?” Lin Siwu instantly deflated like a popped balloon.
It’s not the Chi family… Happy for nothing.
Wait? The Jiang family???!!!!
He abruptly sat up straight, his heart skipping a beat because a clear figure suddenly barged into his mind.
“Then…” he probed, his voice carrying a trace of anticipation even he himself hadn’t noticed, “Will the Jiang family’s Second Young Master… be there too?”
The other end of the line was silent for a moment:
“Yes.”
At the same time, Gu Wan placed a document on Chi Jiong’s desk.
Zhao Ningchun, twenty-four years old, graduated from a prestigious overseas university, recently returned to the country, currently working as an assistant curator at a private art museum. The file also included a few public photos from her social media, mostly details of exhibitions, paintings, or some landscape sketches. Her aura was quiet and gentle, completely different from the noisy and passionate atmosphere of “Zero Six”.
The hobbies section read: Classical music, Impressionist paintings, reading, occasionally going to listen to some niche live jazz.
Chi Jiong quickly finished browsing, having a good idea in his mind.
It seemed this Miss Zhao was also clearly not the type enthusiastic about commercial marriages or mingling in the vanity fair. The other party was probably also bearing pressure from her family.
Then it would be much easier to talk.
“Boss, about the Lin family’s Second Young Master… do we need to pay special attention? He seems to be inquiring about your schedule.”
Lin Siwu… He massaged his temples.
The two brothers of the Lin family were simply heaven and earth.
Although the two had identical appearances, the older brother Lin Siyu was already an up-and-coming star in the business world at a young age; the younger brother Lin Siwu, however, was still a playboy with a head full of nothing but play, naive to the point of being reckless.
I really need to find a chance to call Lin Siyu and tell him to properly manage his own younger brother.
“Ignore him. Dealing with Tuesday’s matter first is the priority.”
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In the soundproof room of the Jiang family villa, deafening accompaniment echoed.
Jiang Linmu tightly gripped the microphone, completely immersed in his own world, one foot stepping on the coffee table, eyes closed as he roared:
“Penguin Man!!!!!”
“You are my~ ↗ lover~~~~~”
“A woman like a rose flower~~~~~”
“With your fiery ↗ lips~~~~ ↗↗↗”
“Letting ↗ me ↘ be endlessly enchanted in the mid~night~~~~”
He sang with such devotion that he completely failed to notice the room door being pushed open.
Jiang Yu leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, expressionlessly watching his wailing-ghost-and-howling-wolf appearance. Only when the song ended did he slowly applaud.
“Sang pretty well. At the next family annual meeting, you will perform this.”
Jiang Linmu was so scared he almost dropped the microphone, hurriedly jumping down from the coffee table: “Brother?! When did you come in?”
“From ‘Penguin Man’.” Jiang Yu walked in and turned off the stereo.
Jiang Qing, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, finally spoke up.
“Why didn’t you come in when I was singing Wrong, Wrong, Wrong just now? I think I performed exceptionally well today.”
Jiang Linmu immediately yelled in dissatisfaction: “What do you mean! Obviously, my song was more infectious!”
Jiang Qing ignored him, continuing to look at Jiang Yu with sincere eyes:
“Really, especially that vocal run, I practiced it for a long time.”
Jiang Yu took a deep breath, feeling his temples starting to throb with a dull ache again.
“Both of you, shut up.” He interrupted their argument, “Keep next Tuesday night completely open.”
Jiang Linmu became instantly alert: “What for now? Next Tuesday I…”
“A dinner with the Lin family.” Jiang Yu directly blocked his words, “Dad specifically ordered that both of you must be present.”
“Throwing us out again…” Jiang Linmu muttered quietly, then suddenly realized, “Wait, just us? What about you and Mom and Dad?”
Jiang Yu adjusted his cuffs without changing his expression: “Mom and Dad went to an island for vacation, I have a temporary meeting.”
Jiang Qing finally lifted his head from his tablet, saying幽幽 (faintly/resentfully):
“So you’re making the two of us go deal with the Lin family? Brother, you’re quite practiced at this ‘shedding the golden cicada shell’ trick.”
“What do you mean ‘deal with’?” Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, “This is giving you an opportunity to exercise yourselves. The Lin family’s two young masters will also be present. This meal is specifically for you young people—” He paused his words, then seamlessly continued without changing his expression, “—specifically to create an opportunity for the younger generation of the two families to connect emotionally and enhance mutual understanding.”
Jiang Linmu narrowed his eyes suspiciously: “Brother, were you about to say something else just now?”
“You’re overthinking it. The Lin family and our family have cooperation intentions in both the new energy and cultural creation sectors. Letting you guys interact first is to lay a foundation for future cooperation. Don’t think of commercial socializing as being so complicated.”
“Moreover, you young people should have a lot of common topics.”
Jiang Linmu widened his eyes: “That pair of twins from the Lin family? The smiling tiger older brother and his silly sweet younger brother?”
Jiang Qing swiped on his tablet without even lifting his head: “Read fewer fanfics. Look at the vocabulary you’ve accumulated. Before you talk about others, take a look at yourself first.”
Jiang Qing had actually run into the younger brother of that pair of twins previously at “Zero Six”.
That night, he had been dragged out by friends to relax and was sitting in the corner-most booth, coincidentally witnessing the entire process of Lin Siwu, with a face completely flushed red after drinking the wrong beverage, gesturing wildly to someone while explaining “I really only drank juice”.
Mm…
How should he put it.
He felt the Lin family’s younger brother should have common topics with this little fool Jiang Linmu.
As for the Lin family’s older brother…
He didn’t know, he hadn’t interacted with him.
“Alright, but you guys are reimbursing the meal.”
Jiang Qing looked at Jiang Yu and suddenly asked: “The Lin family’s eldest brother… is there anything I need to pay special attention to?”
Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: “What? Finally interested in commercial talks?”
“Just don’t want to lose face for the Jiang family.” Jiang Qing’s eyes carried a rare seriousness.
“Lin Siyu…” Jiang Yu pondered for a moment, “He focuses heavily on efficiency when doing things and doesn’t like beating around the bush. However, he has recently been investing in the cultural creation industry, so you guys might be able to find some common topics.”
Jiang Qing nodded thoughtfully.
At the same time, in the Lin family’s study, Lin Siyu was also giving final instructions to his younger brother: “Restrain yourself when the time comes, don’t be too rowdy.”
Lin Siwu, while trying on his seventh tie, perfunctorily agreed without even turning his head: “I know, I know, when have I ever been rowdy?” The mirror reflected his slightly annoyed yet exceptionally serious face; that dark blue subtle-patterned tie still didn’t seem perfect enough.
Lin Siyu leaned against the mahogany desk, watching his younger brother tossing around in front of the full-length mirror like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, and couldn’t help but rub his brow.
“I’m asking you to go eat a meal, not walk a runway.”
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