Chapter 1138: Chapter 672: Fourth Master Looking for a Bride? Custom-Made Exclusively for Her (Third Update)
After the full moon feast of the Jiang Xiaowai crooked-neck tree, the year-end was already very close. It seemed everyone was very busy, except for Jiang Jinsang, who was comparatively free lately. He was at home, holding a hammer, pounding away, and making a lot of toys for Jiang Xiaowai.
The little guy seemed to really like the sound of hammering, lying in his small bed, tilting his head and watching for the whole day.
Qi Zeyan planned to gather both families together for a meal before the Ruan Family parents left Beijing, so he spent his days running to Ruan Mengxiâs small apartment.
Even Jiang Chengsi was extremely busy. His club was preparing for its official opening on New Yearâs Day, and he was currently recruiting.
Aside from needing more staff for the formal opening, he also had to find an assistant or manager to help him manage the club.
The matter of Ruan Mengxi and Qi Zeyan was practically a certainty. Probably in less than two or three years, marriage and childbirth would also be on the agenda, and likely his mind wouldnât be on the club anymore.
Most importantly, he was a night owl, living by night and resting by day.
Every time the sky turned dark, he would call his good buddyâs wife, which was inappropriate.
Having heard that Jiang Chengsi was looking for an assistant, after the recruitment conditions were posted, the companyâs email was flooded, and Ruan Mengxi was responsible for screening them, which left her dumbfounded.
When she went to see the godchild, she couldnât help but sigh.
"Whatâs wrong? Is Uncle Ruan still unfriendly towards Zeyan?" Tang Wan was drafting an initial drawing of a Cyan Feather screen on paper and saw her sighing constantly as she entered the room, except during intervals when she teased the child, thinking it was a relationship problem.
"Itâs not because of that. Itâs because lately our club is recruiting, and Fourth Master asked me to screen everyone."
"Where is Fourth Brother? Whatâs he up to?"
"Not sure, canât seem to find him lately, donât know what heâs busy with." Ruan Mengxi frowned, "I havenât seen him for two or three days."
"Just filter the applicants according to the conditions he set and publish them, whatâs there to worry about."
"Iâm telling you, those applying for the assistant position, itâs like a beauty pageant. There are some, even famous socialites in the Beijing circle, coming to apply for assistants? They just want to be close to the waterâs edge and get the moon first."
Tang Wan laughed out loud, "Fourth Brother is so popular?"
"I know theyâre not sincerely applying, Iâm telling you, with Fourth Masterâs level of pickiness, he wonât show them a good face."
Jiang Chengsi was extremely fastidious about racing car matters, which Ruan Mengxi had experienced firsthand, "The interviews will practically be like a group blind date."
"Iâm telling you, Fourth Master will definitely throw a tantrum on the spot."
"But they all meet the conditions, I agree to let them interview, Fourth Master will definitely be unhappy and possibly vent his anger on me; if I donât agree, someone will definitely complain about me."
Tang Wan kept her head down, continuing to draw, "Donât overthink it, just do your job well."
"You wouldnât believe it, outside theyâre all saying this isnât recruitment, but Fourth Master is actually looking for a bride."
"Pfftâ" Tang Wan laughed out loud.
"Oh, and among the applicants are our classmates, recently theyâve been contacting me non-stop, but I have no way to get them in."
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Tang Wan never paid attention to Jiang Chengsiâs affairs, always feeling Ruan Mengxiâs words were exaggerated, not realizing many outside really took this recruitment as a chance to meet Jiang Chengsi.
He used to run bars and clubs, even if recruiting, no one would send their daughters here. The club is indeed very proper, if one really became Jiang Chengsiâs assistant, they could say theyâre practically together all the time.
Even if they couldnât become his assistant, just an interview and a few words exchanged might spark a connection?
Rumors spread everywhere, even the Si Family from Guandong heard about it.
You Yunzhi had always thought highly of Jiang Chengsi, and happened to overhear it during a chat, so she went home and talked with her husband and daughter.
"Is he so popular in Beijing?" a certain old father said absentmindedly, unconcerned.
In his mind, if there was really a chance to choose a son-in-law from the Jiang Family, it seemed Jiang Chengsi wouldnât be the choice. Jiang Yanting, Jiang Shiyi, or Jiang Jinsang, all were better than him.
"Why? You donât think heâs suitable?" You Yunzhi laughed, "Actually, the kid is good, although heâs opened some nightlife venues, he hasnât done anything scandalous, his character isnât bad, and heâs handsome too."
"Handsome?" he chuckled softly, "Your taste is really getting worse and worse."
"Yeah, if my taste was so good, how did you trick me back then?"
"Yunzhi!" he coughed lightly, glanced at the daughter on the side, presumably not wanting to lose face in front of her.
Turns out, she was staring blankly at her phone, not listening to their conversation at all.
He wanted to hire an assistant, but all the applicants were pretty girls, calling it recruitment, but it was more like a blind date.
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Such rumors, Jiang Chengsi had also heard of them, but it didnât affect him at all. Whether they were pretty or gorgeous, gentle or attentive, had nothing to do with him.
He was looking for an assistant, not a wife. If they wanted to apply, let them apply. If they didnât meet the conditions, theyâd be sent away, no negotiation necessary.
Qi Zeyan even deliberately called to tease him about it.
"Heard you are selecting a concubine."
"Selecting what concubine."
"Itâs all over Beijing now, youâve really stirred things up just by hiring an assistant."
"Not as sensational as your relationships."
Zeyan was choked for a moment, "Why donât you just set a condition and only hire men."
"Then theyâd say Iâm gay."
"..."
"I donât care about gender, as long as theyâre capable. Iâm hiring an assistant to lighten your load, ultimately. If you can handle me asking Xiaoruan to run errands every night, I donât mind."
"Then youâd better hire a couple of efficient ones." Zeyan stopped teasing him, "Are you free tonight? I happen to be free, want to grab a drink together?"
"No, Iâm not free."
Zeyan frowned, "Are you dating someone or not?"
"No."
"Then what are you up to?"
"At a friendâs repair shop, modifying a motorcycle."
"Alright, be busy then." The repair shop smells like metal and oil, easily dirtying shoes, so Zeyan doesnât head over casually.
After hanging up, Jiang Chengsi held a wrench, tightening the last component. The repair shop owner handed him a glass of water, "Fourth brother, have some water."
"Thanks." Jiang Chengsi put down the wrench, removed his gloves, and eyed the bike.
"This bike isnât for yourself, right?" The owner looked at the bike, "This model doesnât suit you; who are you modifying it for? A girl?"
The repair shopâs owner had sharp eyes. The whole body of the bike was lowered, not Chengsiâs riding habit, and he had added quite a few safety features.
In the past, he modified bikes with an emphasis on coolness and speed. Safety was important, but not as fussily as this time.
Drinking the water, Jiang Chengsi just raised an eyebrow, watching him silently. When the owner was about to get on the bike to try it, Chengsi kicked it, "What are you doing?"
"Iâm helping you test ride it."
"Get lost, I donât need you to test it."
"Donât be so heartless."
"Tallied up the bill." Jiang Chengsi said as he got on the bike to give it a trial. This height and bike proportion seem more suitable for her.
He had been looking through his garage for a while, and none of the motorcycles were suitable for her.
Since she wants to learn, itâs important the bike is handy. As none from their family suit her, itâs best to modify one for her.
"Weâre friends, no need." The owner laughed; they were familiar, Chengsi had always supported his business, heâs generous, and gifting a few bikes wouldnât be a big deal.
"Come on, no need to be polite, running a business isnât easy for you."
"All right, I wonât be polite then." The owner didnât let the staff get involved, instead roughly calculating himself and casually quoted a price, definitely below cost.
"Oh, right, I also need a pair of womenâs gloves and a helmet. You have them here, right?"
The owner, holding the calculator, seemed a bit dazed:
Is it certain you need to buy womenâs motorcycle gear, Fourth Master?
Are you sure youâre not in a relationship?
"Why are you daydreaming? Do you have them or not?"
"We do, but there are many styles and colors. Youâll need to come with me to choose."
Chengsi had never paid attention to womenâs motorcycle gear before, unaware of so many colors. Even the gloves were diverse, with various fluorescent options, making him gasp.
Seeing him at a loss, the owner laughed, "Fourth Brother, how about I recommend a few top-selling options?"
"Then many people must have them." Chengsiâs bikes are self-modified, so he doesnât want to clash with others.
Since he was buying it, he might as well get the best, something unique.
"How about looking over here? Theyâre all new models, only our shop stocks them in the country, but theyâre so pricey that no one buys them."
"Then Iâll take the most expensive one."
Chengsi picked a pure black helmet and gloves with pink edges, then rode off on the modified motorcycle...
Leaving the owner with a bewildered expression, did the sun rise in the west today?
In the whole of Beijing, many want to matchmake their daughters with him, yet heâs at a repair shop modifying bikes for another girl; who is she to deserve such an honor?
After knowing Jiang Chengsi for so long, nobody has had the privilege of him personally modifying a bike for them.