Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?

Chapter 1813 -670: Completely Won Over Lou Hongyu! (Major Chapter)

As soon as Zhang Jingdong said this, not only Lin Danning, but even Lou Hongyu beside them felt a jolt in her heart.

Because the two of them had no psychological advantage at all in front of Xiao Fei; they were neither as pretty as Xiao Fei, nor did they have her transcendent social status.

If Zhang Jingdong didn’t properly take a stand, then even if they didn’t say anything on the surface, they would definitely have some opinions in their hearts, feeling that Zhang Jingdong was biased.

And now that Zhang Jingdong actually expressed his attitude to them so directly and clearly, the two of them were instantly filled with emotion.

Lin Danning said happily, “Boss Zhang, you’re really great, what you just said really moved me!”

Zhang Jingdong leaned over and gave her a quick kiss: “Isn’t that how it should be? I’m your man; no matter who I’m in front of, I’ll show my love for you with absolutely no reservations!”

Now Lin Danning was completely overjoyed, and she took the initiative to give Zhang Jingdong a kiss in return: “Me too, I’ll definitely treat you with no reservations either!”

Watching this scene, Lou Hongyu felt envious, but also full of joy, because she knew that in the future Zhang Jingdong would treat her this way as well.

Zhang Jingdong cuddled with Lin Danning for a while longer, then said, “Alright, let’s get going!”

The three of them got in the car and quickly left the residential compound.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Jinling Hotel.

At that moment, Xiao Fei and the others were already waiting in the hotel lobby.

Because Zhang Jingdong’s Land Rover could only seat five people, he had called Liu Zongheng in advance, and in the end Liu Zongheng asked a friend in Jinling to arrange a Mercedes Vito for him, complete with a female driver.

Getting out of the car, Zhang Jingdong saw from a distance that the Mercedes Vito was already parked at the hotel entrance.

So he called Xiao Fei.

Not long after, Xiao Fei and the others came out of the hotel and got into the car first, then Zhang Jingdong and the other three got in as well.

As soon as Xiao Fei saw that the guides Zhang Jingdong had found were Lin Danning and Lou Hongyu, she instantly understood what was going on.

She then said with a smile, “Boss Zhang, I was just saying we could ask Ningning and Sister Hongyu to be our tour guides, and it turns out you actually invited them. You and I really are on the same wavelength!”

Just with this one sentence, every woman in the car except Aisha instantly submitted to Xiao Fei.

There was no helping it—her emotional intelligence and magnanimity were simply unbeatable!

At the same time, the fact that she could talk to Zhang Jingdong like this in itself showed everyone the special status she held at his side.

Zhang Jingdong spoke with an utterly calm face and steady heart: “We’ll go to Xuanwu Lake to watch the sunset this evening; when the time comes we’ll have the two of them play a few tunes for us.”

Xiao Fei immediately imitated the tone of the ancients and said, “Wonderful… simply wonderful!”

Before long, the vehicle slowly started up and left the hotel.

They went first to Zhongshan Mausoleum and Ming Xiao Tomb, and then to Confucius Temple.

They had lunch in the area nearby, and then went to the Massacre Memorial Hall.

When they came out of the memorial hall, Zhang Jingdong turned to Xiao Fei and the others and said, “I’m going to make a phone call,” then walked off by himself.

He found a secluded spot and called Chen Dayong.

The phone rang four times before the other side finally picked up: “Hello… Boss Zhang.”

“Where are you guys now? Don’t tell me you’re still in the country?”

“N-no… we’ve come to Japan.”

“Have you gone to Jing Ghost Shrine to scout it out yet?”

“Not yet, we only arrived in Japan yesterday. We plan to rest up today, then go scout the place tomorrow.”

Zhang Jingdong: “You’d better move your asses and get started quickly. If you still haven’t gotten it done before September 17th, then I’ll make sure you never get back home—believe it or not.”

“I believe, I believe… Don’t worry, we’ll definitely get this done for you!”

“You’re damn well not doing it for me—any Huaxia person would do it if they got the chance!”

“R-right, you’re absolutely right.”

“Let me reiterate this one last time: if you pull it off, you won’t just become heroes, I’ll also immediately arrange to rescue you back to the country, and then I’ll reward each of you with five million.”

“If you fail, you know the consequences yourself.”

Chen Dayong instantly said solemnly, “I know, I know… Boss Zhang, don’t worry. Even if it costs us our lives, we’ll make sure we pull this off!”

After that, Zhang Jingdong gave him some further instructions on the specific details, then hung up.

Around 6 p.m., Zhang Jingdong and the group arrived at Xuanwu Lake.

Xuanwu Lake is one of the three great famous lakes of Jiangnan; the other two are Hang City West Lake and Jiaxing Nanhu. And just from its name you can tell Xuanwu Lake used to be an imperial garden lake.

Not only does this place’s reputation rival that of West Lake, its evening glow is also a world-class spectacle, no less famous than West Lake’s “Leifeng Pagoda in the Evening Glow.”

By now the sun had already begun to sink, and the clouds of dusk along the horizon burned like fire, reflected on the lake surface. For a moment sky and water were one color, and everything was unspeakably beautiful.

At this time, Zhang Jingdong held out his hand to Lin Danning: “Give me a xiao.”

Seeing that he was in the mood, Lin Danning briskly opened the instrument case, took out a xiao, and handed it to him.

Zhang Jingdong took the xiao, took a moment to work up his feelings, and then started to play “Three Refrains on Yangguan.”

This piece was composed according to the poetic mood of Wang Wei’s famous “Sending Yuan the Second to Anxi,” and it carries endless sorrow and the grief of parting.

And because Zhang Jingdong had gone to the Massacre Memorial Hall that afternoon, there had been a pent-up swell of emotion in his heart that he hadn’t been able to disperse. Coupled with this sunset scene before him, he instantly found resonance.

So this time he played with deep lingering sorrow, mournful and heart-wrenching.

Tourists around them all stopped and stood, quietly enjoying his performance.

As for Xiao Fei and the others, they were once again completely overwhelmed by his god-level display!