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Chapter 111

By chance

When Liu Yiming brought the two emperors into a small group chat, Jiang Chen was having breakfast in the cafeteria, alone.

Then I heard a ding on WeChat,

Liu Yiming: Emperor Han, we have found out about the rumors. It was a female anchor named Zero Seventeen who did it.

Zero seventeen?

Of course, Jiang Chen still has an impression of this name, because he lost to Li Shurui in PK, had a turtle painted on his face, and the other party once flirted with him.

He held his cell phone and was about to reply when he realized that this was not an emperor group, but a group chat started by Youxin.

Jiang Chen was not stupid. When he saw Liu Yiming pulling in the broken string, he immediately realized something.

Hanjiang Guying: Mr. Liu, does this matter have anything to do with Emperor Xian?

Liu Yiming: That Zero Seventeen is the anchor anchor signed by Xinli Media. Xianhuang seems to be the main investor of Xinli Media.

Jiang Chen suddenly realized.

No wonder they didn't talk about it in the emperor's group, but put the two of them in a separate group chat.

As expected, he is a character who can give even Xiao Ma a headache, and he is indeed impeccable in his work.

About ten seconds later, Broken String replied to the message with a question mark emoji.

Liu Yiming repeated what Fan Weigang reported.

After watching the show, I didn't expect to see a broken string on my head. I was obviously a little caught off guard, but I reacted quickly and said sincerely: I'm sorry, you two. It's because I neglected the management of the employees below and caused trouble for you two.

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Jiang Chen also knows very well that this has nothing to do with the other party at all. How can a big boss like this, who has so many things to do, have the time to take care of an anchor under the name of a certain company of his? And from the question mark expression he sent just now, it can be seen that he may

They don’t even know that Xinli Media invested in it themselves.

Understandable.

Just like those rich people who like to buy real estate, it is easy to forget that when there are too many houses, the same is true for companies.

Hanjiang Guying: Emperor Xian’s words are serious.

Broken String: Emperor Han, I'm really sorry. I will definitely make that female anchor publicly apologize.

Liu Yiming sent a handshake emoji.

"Can I sit here?"

Sudden.

A clear and ethereal voice sounded.

Jiang Chen subconsciously raised his head, and then couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Is there anyone here?"

The other party asked again while holding a bowl of braised noodles.

Jiang Chen came back to his senses and smiled awkwardly and stiffly.

"No one, sit down."

Hearing this, the extremely polite girl put down her bowl and sat down opposite.

Jiang Chen could only put away his phone temporarily.

He didn't know why the other party chose to sit at his table. In fact, it was not like noon or afternoon, and there were still many empty seats around him.

"Is your injury healed?"

Jiang Chen looked at the other party's white and tender hands, which were no longer wrapped in gauze.

"It's okay now."

That's right.

This girl was none other than Luo Li'er, who was hit by his car and later sent a love letter to her.

Today, this school beauty candidate who may break the history of Tokyo University is wearing a high-end white chiffon skirt. It is light, elegant, with fine silk threads and fine workmanship, making her look more like a character in a fairy tale.

Jiang Chen was not too flattered, but more just embarrassed. With an awkward but polite smile on his face, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I saw you that day."

The other party's choice to sit here was obviously not random.

"When?"

Jiang Chen's eyes showed confusion.

"At the gate of Spring and Autumn Washington Mansion, I saw you driving away in Senior Sister Li's car."

Luo Li'er stared at him, her long eyelashes seductive, "Do you live there?"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Chen didn't hesitate. Although he was surprised to be seen by this girl, he quickly explained: "I was just passing by. The houses there are so expensive, how can I afford to live there."

"Well."

Luo Li'er didn't ask any more questions, picked up her chopsticks and lowered her head to eat the noodles.

Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask: "Are you living there?"

"I was passing by too."

Luo Lier answered equally quickly.

Jiang Chen was speechless.

This girl's appearance and temperament showed that she was pampered and raised with great care. Her family background must be extraordinary, but Jiang Chen was obviously not very interested in this.

"Xuemei Luo, actually, Luo Peng is quite good. If you stay in contact with him for a long time, you will find that he has many advantages."

Jiang Chen, who didn't know what to say, could only find something to say, which was a small contribution to the happiness of his good friend.

"Really?"

"certainly."

Luo Li'er raised her head.

"I heard that he already had six or seven girlfriends in school."

Jiang Chen's words were stagnant, and when he was stared at by those big obsidian eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in his heart, and he was immediately speechless.

All gifts given by fate have already been marked with a secret price.

It’s not that I won’t report it, it’s that the time has not yet come.

"Please tell him and tell him not to waste time on me."

Luo Lier lowered her head to eat noodles again, very quiet and ladylike.

Jiang Chen felt a moment of silence for his good friend. Although the other party's tone was very calm, he understood that the other party had already sentenced Luo Peng to death.

Although this girl looked weak and innocent, through the few contacts she had, Jiang Chen was keenly aware that she was actually a very independent girl.

Everyone had revealed Luo Peng's "splendid" relationship history, so Jiang Chen naturally had no shame in continuing to coax him and planned to leave.

Although the traffic in the cafeteria in the morning is not as good as that at noon and afternoon, it does not mean that there is no one there. And this school girl has an eye-catching physique, and some people have already noticed them.

"Xuemei Luo, I've finished eating, first..."

Jiang Chen, who felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, was about to escape, but a sweet shout ruined his plan.

"Jiang Chen!"

I saw Li Shurui and the girls appearing at the door of the cafeteria by chance.

There’s something good to watch!

The other students were all shaken up, and the difficulties they felt in the early morning disappeared instantly.

Zheng Jingjing walked over quickly and angrily, looking like she was being raped.

"What are you doing?!"

Seeing Li Shurui appear, Jiang Chen's heart twitched instinctively, but he didn't panic.

Not to mention that the relationship between him and Luo Li'er was innocent. Even if something happened, he had to stay calm.

"Have breakfast, what can you do?"

He replied calmly.

"You're still lying!"

Zheng Jingjing looked at Luo Li'er. At this time, she was so worried about feeling angry for her good sisters that she couldn't care less about maintaining her senior sister's demeanor. She frowned.

"Why are you and her together?"

"happen."

Jiang Chen answered honestly.

What he said was true, but how could Zheng Jingjing believe such nonsense.

"You also said that your love letter was written for someone else. Thanks to Shurui for trusting you so much, Jiang Chen, you are a scumbag!"

Feeling the gazes from all directions, Jiang Chen couldn't help but look at the girl opposite, hoping that the other party could help explain, but who knew that this girl seemed to have nothing to do with her, and actually lowered her head without saying a word like she did in the art appreciation class last time.

Eat noodle.

Jiang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

Last time he could understand,

But this time the situation is different. Does pretending to be deaf and mute allow you to stay out of it?
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