Ye Chen glanced at his phone, and surprisingly, it was a call from Wang Xiaocong.
Answering the phone, Ye Chen said with a smile: "Principal Wang, is there something you need from me?"
"Brother Ye, donРІР‚в„ўt call me Principal Wang, thatРІР‚в„ўs too formal. Just call me Little Cong." Wang Xiaocong said with a smile.
"I do have something to ask Brother Ye, IРІР‚в„ўd like to invite you for a meal, would you do me the honor?"
Wang Xiaocong spoke very politely, not at all like the arrogant figure people say he is online.
Ye Chen asked: "Sure, but when are you planning, you know I still have to deliver packages."
He felt that since theyРІР‚в„ўd already met before, it wouldnРІР‚в„ўt be appropriate to turn down Wang XiaocongРІР‚в„ўs invitation.
Besides, Wang Xiaocong was very easygoing, and Ye Chen got along well with him.
If the timing was right, they could have a meal together and chat.
"Great, since Brother Ye has agreed, letРІР‚в„ўs meet at Kerry Hotel at noon." Wang Xiaocong said with a smile.
He never judged his friends by their wealth, only by whether he could get along with them.
Moreover, Ye Chen could be described as a Divine Rich, the two were quite evenly matched.
Making friends with someone like that was indeed a cherry on top.
Ye Chen delivered some packages and noticed that it was almost time for the meal.
He drove towards Kerry Hotel.
After parking his car, Ye Chen arrived at the hotel entrance and saw a familiar figure. The girl wore casual attire with a baseball cap, looking very fresh and lively.
As he approached her, it turned out to be Xiaoya.
Ye Chen was puzzled as to why this girl was there, so he looked at Xiaoya and asked: "Xiaoya, why are you here?"
"Of course, itРІР‚в„ўs not because of you." Xiaoya rolled her eyes at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen felt that Xiaoya seemed a bit different today, her attitude towards him seemed to have shifted.
Previously, Xiaoya couldnРІР‚в„ўt wait to stick to Ye Chen, but today it seemed she deliberately kept her distance from him.
Ye Chen always saw Xiaoya as a younger sister, and he felt that XiaoyaРІР‚в„ўs current state was normal, likely she wouldnРІР‚в„ўt put him in a difficult situation anymore.
Actually, the reason Xiaoya behaved this way towards Ye Chen wasn’t that she stopped liking him, but because a close friend told her that men have a certain bad trait— the better you treat them, the less they value you.
So Xiaoya decided to heed her friendРІР‚в„ўs advice and change her approach towards Ye Chen.
But Ye Chen, unaware, was happily thinking that Xiaoya didnРІР‚в„ўt like him anymore.
The two of them walked into the hotel, and saw Wang Xiaocong waving at them.
Ye Chen and Xiaoya approached and sat down.
Ye Chen initially thought Wang Xiaocong would arrive late, but surprisingly, he was there early, waiting.
Seeing Xiaoya also sitting down, Ye Chen understood that Wang Xiaocong had also invited her.
"Brother Ye, IРІР‚в„ўm glad you honored me with your presence. I sincerely want to be friends with you." Wang Xiaocong said humbly.
"Brother Cong, youРІР‚в„ўre too kind. I feel a certain kinship between us." Ye Chen replied politely.
Ye Chen had a good impression of Wang Xiaocong.
Although his demeanor was assertive, his actions and speech were unlike those rich kids who looked down on others due to their wealth.
"By the way, let me introduce Xiaoya. I hope you donРІР‚в„ўt mind me inviting this little beauty to join us for lunch." Wang Xiaocong said while looking at Xiaoya.
"WeРІР‚в„ўve met before already, of course, I donРІР‚в„ўt mind." Ye Chen said openly.
The lunch was Wang XiaocongРІР‚в„ўs treat, so Ye Chen had no right to interfere with who he invited.
Besides, with XiaoyaРІР‚в„ўs attitude change towards Ye Chen, he wouldnРІР‚в„ўt worry about her causing trouble anymore.
"If thatРІР‚в„ўs the case, itРІР‚в„ўs even better, after all, weРІР‚в„ўre young people who can get along well." Wang Xiaocong said with a smile.
Just then, Wang XiaocongРІР‚в„ўs phone rang, and seeing the number, he said: "Brother Ye, IРІР‚в„ўm sorry, I need to take a call outside. You can chat with Xiaoya."
Ye Chen nodded, while Xiaoya remained expressionless.
After Wang Xiaocong left, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward, as neither of them spoke.
Ye Chen wondered what kind of stimulation this girl had, she seemed completely different, but it should be a good thing for him.
At the nearby table, a few people were eating and chatting.
This wasnРІР‚в„ўt much of an issue, except their discussion intrigued Ye Chen.
A middle-aged man, seemingly around forty years old with an ordinary appearance, was talking to the others: "IРІР‚в„ўm telling you, being a celebrity means making more money. Even though we have our companies, the hard-earned money doesnРІР‚в„ўt compare to their appearance fees for a show, when they shoot a movie or TV series they pocket millions, itРІР‚в„ўs all just flaunting, itРІР‚в„ўs truly corrupt."
"Old Xu, youРІР‚в„ўve had too much to drink, donРІР‚в„ўt say such things here."
"This hotel is busy, if someone records you, what will you do?"
The people at the table tried persuading the middle-aged man.
"Even if itРІР‚в„ўs recorded, IРІР‚в„ўm not afraid. What IРІР‚в„ўm saying is the truth." Old Xu tilted his neck and drank from his glass.
"The men are pretty boys, the women are beauties. Compared to the older generation of stars, they really have no acting skills, just relying on looks, itРІР‚в„ўs infuriating."
Seeing the people at his table trying to stop him,
Old Xu showed an unhappy expression: "DonРІР‚в„ўt worry about me, let me finish, I need to get this off my chest."
He poured another drink and downed it like before.
"You say I’m a company owner, how could I be what they say—a useless man relying on my wife."
The people at the table said helplessly: "Of course youРІР‚в„ўre a boss, donРІР‚в„ўt listen to those rumors."
Old Xu ignored their words and continued angrily: "Some say my company went bankrupt, and now I rely on my wife. Well, my wife makes money, by cozying up to someone, spending a night, and the money rolls in, earning more than I do. This isnРІР‚в„ўt something others can envy."
Speaking these words, a hint of bitterness appeared on Old XuРІР‚в„ўs face.
Though Ye Chen didnРІР‚в„ўt know this man, hearing him shouting publicly without regard for others, he knitted his brows.
From the manРІР‚в„ўs words, Ye Chen could sense a deep helplessness within him.

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