Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 683: Chapter 683: Encountering Splendid Auspiciousness (17)

Only one person sat on one of the sofas, holding a glass of wine without drinking, just watching the person telling jokes across from him.

It was just a silhouette, but Xiao Ze knew who it was.

What was she doing here?

Xiao Ze hadn’t moved when someone suddenly bumped into him.

”Xiao... Xiao Xiao Xiao Ze...”

Wan Xiaoxiao looked up and saw Xiao Ze’s grim face, and instantly stepped back, her speech not quite coherent.

Wan Xiaoxiao turned and ran towards Chuzheng.

”President Jin, it’s not good, really bad, Xiao Ze has come to find trouble for you!” Wan Xiaoxiao threw herself in front of Chuzheng, her little face full of panic.

Chuzheng: ”??”

Turning her head, Chuzheng saw Xiao Ze standing there, with an indescribable expression, neither advancing nor retreating.

Feeling Chuzheng’s gaze, Xiao Ze felt as if he could still sense the pain on his body.

She really had it in her to harm.

Xiao Ze clenched his hands into fists and took a deep breath before walking towards Chuzheng.

”Chuzheng, Young Master Yang would like this room, please step aside,” he said, trying to maintain calm.

Chuzheng truly thought Xiao Ze came for her as Wan Xiaoxiao had said, ready to take action, and then he comes with this line?

Chuzheng’s indifferent face: ”Don’t know him, not stepping aside.”

No fight, what are you talking about?

You expect me to step aside just because you say so?

On what grounds!

Do I not have any face?

”Young Master Yang is the Crown Prince of Yang Corporation, and my company is just a subsidiary below Yang Corporation. If you offend him, there won’t be a good outcome,” he said.

At the end of the day, Chuzheng’s company is just that, a company

The other party is a corporation with many subsidiary companies beneath it.

Going against the Crown Prince of a corporation is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Chuzheng seemed thoughtful.

[Miss, I suggest you don’t yield to them, what we least lack is money, let’s stick it to them to the end!]

Chuzheng: ”...”

Heh.

Bastard, even learned to talk like Taobao.

”Oh.”

After a moment, Chuzheng uttered a single word.

”...”

Seeing Chuzheng’s unyielding attitude, Xiao Ze felt a bitter resentment. He had let bygones be bygones to warn her, yet she remained ungrateful.

”Anything else?”

”Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

”Have a nice day, not seeing you out.”

Xiao Ze glared at Chuzheng and left with frustration.

Having failed to accomplish his task, Xiao Ze’s mood turned heavy as soon as he exited the door.

Yang Jiajun might not be the brightest bulb, but he had a volatile temper. Today, having failed to handle things, he would inevitably take it out on Xiao Ze.

Xiao Ze took one more glance inside.

”Chuzheng, you forced my hand.”

-

Yang Jiajun barged in with a few of his buddies, kicking open the door with a threatening air,

”What’s the deal, who do you think you are? You can’t even give up a room for me?”

Scanning the room, Yang Jiajun saw the sparsely situated people. Hearing Yang Jiajun’s blatant provocation, they all stood up and gathered around.

Chuzheng didn’t move, but signalled a staff member over: ”Is the service here always this poor? Allowing just anyone to barge into private rooms?” Where did this stray chicken come from, adding its own drama?

The employee felt a chill up their spine, shivering, completely at a loss for words.

Young Master Yang was a regular at Splendid Clubhouse, they all recognized him.

He was not someone they could afford to offend.

Yang Jiajun, with a cigarette in his mouth and a carefree laugh, walked over to Chuzheng, kicked up a leg onto the table and casually sat down on the opposite sofa.

The roguish nature of the spoiled rich manifested itself.

”You’re in charge here? Huh, just a young girl.”

Yang Jiajun unabashedly scrutinized Chuzheng.

Yang Jiajun was also quite young, probably about the same age as Chuzheng, at most just graduated from school, right in the prime of his youth.

”How’s your dad?” Chuzheng’s question was loaded with subtext.

Yang Jiajun raised an eyebrow, slightly suspicious, ”Do you know my dad?”

”No.”

Yang Jiajun clicked his tongue, ”Then why are you asking about my dad?”

Chuzheng set down her wine glass, ”Just checking to see if you’re someone who hasn’t been taught any manners by your parents. It seems your dad has been quite negligent.”

It took Yang Jiajun a few seconds to realize that Chuzheng was indirectly calling him ill-mannered.

Yang Jiajun laughed in fury, spouting the classic line of a spoiled rich second generation from dramas, ”You’re pretty bold, little girl. Do you know who I am?”

”I don’t know.” Chuzheng stood up, ”And I don’t need to know.”

Yang Jiajun looked up at the girl in front of him,

When she was sitting, she just seemed somewhat cold, like a snow lotus blossoming on the summit of icy peaks.

However, when she stood up, Yang Jiajun suddenly felt an aura from her that was the same as his father’s, the aura of a superior... even more daunting than his father’s.

Yang Jiajun, the Splendid Clubhouse’s little prince of the night, wouldn’t be scared of a girl.

He stood up immediately after her.

”What’s going on, little sister? If you give up this room, in honor of my birthday today, I’ll treat you to a drink,” he said.

Yang Jiajun’s intention was quite clear.

Xiao Ze snapped to realization at this moment.

Yang Jiajun wanted to lay his hands on any slightly attractive girl.

Chuzheng’s looks...

Yet by then, it was already too late for Xiao Ze to regret.

”You want this room?” Chuzheng asked.

”Mhm.”

”Okay.” Chuzheng seemed very agreeable.

Yang Jiajun smiled, ”Now you’re being sensible, little sister. Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you.”

”That won’t be necessary.” Chuzheng was brief and to the point, ”We’ll bet on it. Whoever wins gets the room.”

Big brother, my foot!

Who are you disgusting!

You might even be younger than me!

”A bet? Interesting.”

Girls, upon seeing he didn’t pounce on them, typically played hard to get after he flirted a little. But a girl as icy as Chuzheng was someone Yang Jiajun had never encountered before, and it roused something deep within him.

For men, aside from conquering their careers, it is conquering women that matters.

Yang Jiajun said with a smile, ”But such a bet is a bit stingy, no? How about this, if I win, little sister, you have to stay and spend the night with me.”

”Young Master Yang...”

”President Jin...”

Xiao Ze and an employee on the side both spoke up at the same time, and Yang Jiajun gave Xiao Ze a glance, the warning in his eyes clear and intense.

Xiao Ze clenched his fists tightly, and in the end, he chose not to step forward, only looking at Chuzheng with a complicated expression.

Chuzheng stared at Yang Jiajun, pronouncing each word clearly, ”If I win, you have to run naked out of here and around the Splendid Clubhouse for one lap.”

Yang Jiajun burst into laughter, clapping his hands, ”Alright, let’s do it your way.”

For Yang Jiajun, a little girl didn’t even register on his radar.

Even if her family had some money, here, he, Yang Jiajun, was the wealthiest one.

”What would little sister like to compare? Since you’re a girl, it’s your call,” said Yang Jiajun, turning on the charm.

Chuzheng was blunt, ”Who can spend ten million first.”

The girl’s voice was crisp and melodic, like a mountain spring flowing through the night’s chill, falling on the tip of their hearts, spreading a coldness all around.

Yang Jiajun: ”...”

Everyone: ”...”

This bet was beyond everyone’s imagination.

In their minds, they thought it would be drinking, dice games, or at worst, some quirky questions.

But they never expected the contest would be about who could spend ten million first.

What’s the background of this young girl?

To so casually squander ten million?