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"...That noodle shop owner was really enthusiastic!" Shen Huaiyu remarked to Cheng Lang in the taxi. "We didn't even know each other, but just because we did business on the same street, he treated us to noodles. And his pea noodle soup was delicious too. That pea sauce was so smooth and fragrant coating the noodles. He even said he'd help introduce customers to our milk tea shop. Sure enough, there are still more good people than bad in this world."

Cheng Lang smiled at Shen Huaiyu's sentiment but said nothing.

Shen Huaiyu turned to look at Cheng Lang. "Was I wrong?"

"That owner was quite enthusiastic," Cheng Lang said, not directly answering Shen Huaiyu's question. "When you're running a business, of course you want to make money through harmony."

"Right?" Shen Huaiyu smiled. "I think you're right. Before, I was the one who saw people's hearts too narrowly. There really aren't that many bad people in this world. Most of the time, ordinary people have simply been misled by bad people. They don't mean to badmouth others. Their thinking has just been led astray by bad people. So if someone misunderstands me again in the future, I'll make sure to explain things clearly. I won't let them be deceived and misled by bad people anymore."

As Cheng Lang listened to Shen Huaiyu, he turned his head away, lips pressed tightly together as he struggled not to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Huaiyu looked utterly baffled. "Did I say something wrong?"

"You're right!" Cheng Lang gave Shen Huaiyu's idea his highest approval. "This is a gratified smile. Our classmate Shen can finally face life with a positive attitude."

"But why do I feel like—"

"We're here!" The taxi stopped outside White Jade Capital. Cheng Lang opened the door and urged him with a smile, "Hurry up and get out."

The two chatted and laughed as they entered White Jade Capital.

The shift supervisor looked at Cheng Lang in surprise. "Why are you here so early today?"

It was only 7:40. Didn't he usually arrive right on the dot?

"Isn't it a good thing to be enthusiastic about work?" Cheng Lang said with a grin. "Don't worry, I won't ask for overtime pay."

The shift supervisor gave a snorting laugh. "Even if you asked, I wouldn't give it to you!"

He followed Cheng Lang into the staff locker room. "I heard Chen specifically named you to go with the boss next month to celebrate Old Master Qin's eightieth birthday?"

"That's true. Chen said the old master liked storytelling and crosstalk! He also said I was good at crosstalk and wanted me to show off my skills." Cheng Lang changed his clothes as he spoke.

The shift supervisor clicked his tongue in admiration. "The Qin Family isn't just any family in X City. Not to mention the old master of the Qin Family. The people attending his birthday banquet will all be either rich or powerful in this city. Who knows what kind of spell you cast on Chen? Chen is really going all out to promote you this time!"

"I'm telling you, you'd better seize this opportunity. Get to know more useful contacts at the birthday banquet. Don't let Chen's painstaking efforts go to waste."

Cheng Lang didn't think much of it. Though he had no idea what Chen was plotting, he knew there was no such thing as a harmless feast. From the few scraps revealed in the original novel, Qin Mu and the main Qin Family were already at each other's throats. There was an eighty-percent chance that Qin Mu was attending Old Master Qin's birthday banquet to wreck the place.

Cheng Lang had yet to decide how he should behave at the birthday banquet. But one thing was certain: since he was following the boss to this treacherous feast, he shouldn't count on building connections there. Getting out unscathed would be the best possible outcome.

"I'm going to the restroom!" After changing, the shift supervisor was still chattering beside him. Growing impatient, Cheng Lang tossed out an excuse.

"Is there really something wrong with you, kid?" The shift supervisor eyed Cheng Lang's lower body suspiciously. "You're so young, so why do you keep going to the restroom? Could there be something wrong with your kidneys?"

Cheng Lang: "..."

With a blank expression, Cheng Lang went up to the second floor. He was just about to hide out in the VIP lounge for some peace and quiet when he ran straight into Lu Chengxuan.

"Hello, President Lu." Maintaining the professional ethics of an exemplary employee, Cheng Lang greeted him with a smile. "Is there anything you need?"

"I'm curious." Lu Chengxuan studied Cheng Lang with a dark gaze. "What exactly did you do to catch Qin Mu's eye? He actually brought someone like you to Old Master Qin's birthday banquet?"

Cheng Lang considered it before answering seriously, "Probably because I can perform crosstalk?"

Lu Chengxuan: "..."

"You seem very pleased with yourself." Lu Chengxuan sneered. "I remember you and Shen Huaiyu are fairly close too. Come to think of it, I should thank you. If you hadn't introduced Shen Huaiyu to work at White Jade Capital, I wouldn't have found such a suitable bedmate."

As Lu Chengxuan spoke, he deliberately leaned close to Cheng Lang. "Don't be fooled by how cold and detached he usually looks. He's quite wild in bed."

Cheng Lang frowned.

Lu Chengxuan raised a brow. "What, does that hurt? Do you know how stupid he is? He came to me and said he wanted to end our relationship. But guess what happened?"

"I only said one thing to him. I said, sure, you can end it. I've slept with you for so long that I'm tired of it anyway. I think White Jade Capital's new star performer looks pretty good. If you won't sleep with me, I'll sleep with him."

Cheng Lang's expression changed.

Lu Chengxuan stared at Cheng Lang, grinning with particular arrogance. "Just because of that one sentence, he obediently stayed by my side. A duck I keep actually wanted to protect another duck. Don't you think that's hilarious?"

Lu Chengxuan grabbed Cheng Lang by the collar. "Stay away from Qin Mu, or else—ugh—"

Clutching his stomach, Lu Chengxuan staggered back several steps.

With one hand, Cheng Lang tugged at his tie. With the other, he idly played with an order booklet. He slowly walked up to Lu Chengxuan and asked leisurely, "Or else what?"

Lu Chengxuan glared at Cheng Lang with a twisted expression. "You dare hit someone? Do you believe—"

"There aren't any cameras here." Cheng Lang smiled pleasantly. "President Lu, if you want to falsely accuse someone, there are limits. All the servers at White Jade Capital have received the strictest training. No matter how unreasonable a customer's demands are, we would never lay a finger on one." Unless we couldn't help ourselves.

Lu Chengxuan clutched his stomach. "You—"