Chapter 1205: Chapter 707: Spring Hearts Stirring, First Time Sending Flowers (Second Update)
When Jiang Chengsi woke up, he had already received a reply. She sent a [good] character, and someone was thrilled all day long.
Even at the club, seeing employees who hadnât completed their work well, he wasnât too harsh. Jiang Chengsi is not inherently strict, but when it comes to racing car matters, heâs particularly serious and picky.
As a result, many employees secretly asked Ruan Mengxi what was up with the fourth master.
"Did he win the lottery or hit the jackpot? He feels weird."
"Itâs more than weird, itâs almost wavy."
"The fourth master has something going on?"
...
The consensus from everyoneâs discussion was:
The fourth master must have bought his dream car. Other than that, they really couldnât think of anything else that would make him happy for so long.
Ruan Mengxi will be leaving Beijing with Qi Zeyan for a trip tomorrow. After coordinating the arrangements over the past couple of days with the newly hired male assistant, she went to report to Jiang Chengsi.
"...Iâve already discussed everything else with Assistant Luo."
"Okay, I got it." Jiang Chengsi placed his phone on the table, seemingly studying something without raising his head, "Is there anything else?"
Ruan Mengxi saw that he was absent-minded and couldnât figure out what he was doing. She slightly tiptoed and could vaguely see his phone screen...
Chess?
Fourth master, are you serious?
During work hours, I might understand if someone plays poker or games, but chess? Whatâs his angle now?
"Hmm? Is there anything else?" Jiang Chengsi raised his head to look at her only after she didnât leave and didnât speak.
"There is indeed one more thing. In the past couple of days, people from other clubs want to engage us in some friendship races." Since itâs a racing club, there are definitely some drivers and coaches.
"They even brought people here yesterday, not particularly friendly."
"How do you think this should be handled?"
Car enthusiasts have spare money, and most are proud, feeling theyâre the number one in the world, the best. Jiang Chengsi has been quite popular recently, with the whole of Beijing watching him.
Virtually equating him with racing cars, naturally, some people are displeased.
The main thing is his popularity isnât because heâs great at racing cars but due to the ripple effect of the Si Familyâs basket of flowers, leaving some dissatisfied.
Itâs perfectly normal for clubs to spar, with many wanting to take the opportunity to compete with Jiang Chengsi. After all, heâs always proud and aloof. Without the club, if you wanted to race against him, he would only say:
"Youâre unworthy?"
Arrogant to the extreme!
"Didnât they come today?" Jiang Chengsi raised an eyebrow.
"No."
"Let me know if they show up."
Today heâs in a good mood, and he doesnât mind teaching them a lesson.
**
After waiting, that group never came, so he returned disappointed to eat dinner at the old residence.
The old lady was relaxing on a deck chair with a radio playing opera beside her, and Jiang Xiaowai was lying in her arms, looking at Jiang Chengsi as he entered the room, tilting his head to stare at him.
"Ah, ahâ" He waved his arms, seemingly wanting him to hold him.
Jiang Chengsi found this kid strange, always preferring men to hold him. He quite liked Jiang Jinsang and Jiang Zhenhuan, even clung to Jiang Yanting, smearing saliva all over his neck.
He even eagerly observed his brother...
Jiang Shiyi decisively turned and walked away!
Without paying any attention to him.
"Let me hug." Jiang Chengsi picked him up from the old ladyâs arms, and the little guy seemed quite happy, giggling a couple of times at him.
"Xiaowu and his wife arenât here?" Jiang Chengsi glanced around.
"Upstairs tidying the room, this little guy had just messed up the bed." The old lady chuckled, "Look at this little rascal, still smiling all the time."
Jiang Chengsi felt that when this child wasnât crying or fussing, he was quite endearing, soft and cuddly.
When he did cry, he wished he could find something to immediately block his mouth.
"Chengsi, earlier Boss Yun sent me a few theater tickets. If youâre free the day after tomorrow, accompany me to the opera." The old lady turned off the radio.
"The day after tomorrow?" Jiang Chengsi supported Jiang Xiaowaiâs little bottom with his big hand, "I have activities at the club the day after tomorrow, sparring with other clubs, a friendship race."
"Friendship race?" The old lady always disliked him racing cars, snorting lightly.
"Yeah." Jiang Chengsi didnât dare to tell the old lady he had arranged a meetup; if she knew, it would be trouble.
"Arenât you all going to celebrate Valentineâs Day?"
"Probably not."
"You see, you car-playing kids spend all your time and energy on cars, surely all single, right?"
"..."
Jiang Chengsi was rendered speechless by her words, unable to refute.
At the dinner table, the old lady inquired about Jiang Jinsang and Tang Wanâs travel plans, reminding them to stay safe and such. Tang Wan had always wanted to go out during pregnancy and confinement, and finally had the chance but couldnât bear to leave the child.