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I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 58 - Plum blossom fragrance comes through the bitter cold
58: Plum blossom fragrance comes through the bitter cold.
58: Plum blossom fragrance comes through the bitter cold.
Integrated Education Building.
Jiang Chen and Luo Peng had just finished class and were chatting as they walked out when suddenly they heard two car horn beeps.
“Beep, beep…”
He turned his head and saw a snow-white Panamera parked at the bottom of the stairs, drawing pointing fingers and whispering from passing students.
As a top-tier developed city, students at East University weren’t just from any ordinary domestic university.
Aside from a few special cases like Jiang Chen, the general family background of the students was definitely way above the national average.
It wasn’t unusual for East University students to have cars, but luxury sports sedans worth millions like the Panamera were really not that common.
Many people knew that this was Li Shuru’s car.
“Why is Li Shuru here?”
“Is she waiting for someone?”
“Isn’t it obvious, she’s definitely waiting for Jiang Chen.”
“Jiang Chen, that bootlicker?”
“What’s wrong with bootlicking?
He had the guts to risk his life to save someone, do you dare to do that?
Which girl wouldn’t be smitten by such a man?”
“Are you saying Li Shuru has fallen for Jiang Chen?
Impossible…”
“Impossible or not, ever since that incident, their relationship has indeed become extraordinary.
Li Shuru never has classes here; why else would she come if not for him?
Don’t tell me you think she’s here for you?”
“Hurry up and go.” Luo Peng nodded towards him.
Jiang Chen handed his books to Bai Zheli, ignoring the prying eyes from all directions, and confidently walked towards the highly-attention-grabbing Panamera.
“Tsk, tsk, a sword is sharpened on the whetstone, and plum blossom fragrance comes from the bitter cold.
Jiang Chen has… finally made it.”
Watching Jiang Chen get into the passenger seat, Luo Peng was filled with emotion.
“Alright, let’s go.”
Li Shao shook his head with a smile, sent a blessing glance towards the Panamera, and then walked away with Luo Peng and Bai Zheli.
“I can just take a taxi; this is… too high-profile.”
As the car door closed, it shut out the public’s rumors and gossip, but it couldn’t block the various gazes.
“I don’t mind, are you afraid?”
Li Shuru, true to her nature, turned her head.
She never seemed to care about the gaze of others.
“What’s there to be afraid of?
I could only wish for this.”
Jiang Chen chuckled, not bothering to hide his thoughts either.
Li Shuru remained silent, started the car, and turned it around.
Bathed in envious stares, they drove off campus.
“Just the two of us?”
Jiang Chen looked back.
The back seat was empty.
He thought Li Shuru might have invited Zheng Jingjing, Xu Siyi, and the others.
“Otherwise?”
Li Shuru drove, undistracted.
She was dressed simply today: pencil pants, flat shoes, and her long hair lazily spread out.
Her face, always a delight to behold, seemed suitable for both light and heavy makeup.
In fact, Xu Siyi and the others did know about tonight’s dinner where she meant to treat Jiang Chen, but since it was a “gratitude dinner,” Zheng Jingjing said it wasn’t appropriate to attend, so Guo Ran and Xu Siyi didn’t come either.
“Two people is good; those who don’t know might even think we’re on a date.”
Jiang Chen blurted out flirtatiously without thinking.
If this were the past, hearing such words would have earned him a cold stare from Li Shuru.
But today, she didn’t react at all — she didn’t get angry and even followed up with, “A date is fine, but the gentleman should pay.”
Li Shuru wasn’t clueless about romance or worldly wisdom.
It’s just that the Jiang Chen of the past wasn’t in her world, hence not worthy.
She must have been joking, but Jiang Chen seemed to take it seriously and continued, “Alright, that’s what you said.
The gentleman will pay.”
“Are you sure?”
Just at that moment, the light at the intersection turned red, and Li Shuru brought the car to a halt, glancing at him.
“The Banqiu Pavilion you picked is a high-end restaurant that’s well-known all over East Sea; even for two people, a meal there isn’t cheap.”
This might be a well-intentioned reminder.
But at the same time, it was also a serious blow to a man’s pride.
“Look down on me, will you?”
Jiang Chen’s expression didn’t change, “It’s just a meal; as long as you’re happy, no matter how expensive, it’s worth it.
I think many men would envy me for this opportunity.”
Women are creatures of hearing.
Girls are the same.
Li Shuru’s lips curved into a smile, “Don’t put on a strong front; actually, it doesn’t make much difference where we eat.
If you insist on treating, let’s change the location.”
She really seemed not to mind if Jiang Chen labeled this “thank-you dinner” as a “date.”
“No way, it has to be Banqiu Pavilion.”
Jiang Chen insisted.
That’s just how stubborn men can be.
“Beep beep…”
There was a sound of an urging horn from behind.
The red light had already turned green.
Li Shuru stopped talking and continued driving towards Banqiu Pavilion’s direction without changing the navigation.
Banqiu Pavilion, a premium chain dining brand, has branches in all first-tier and most second-tier cities.
It targets the social elite class; having a casual meal there and spending ten or eight thousand yuan is commonplace.
The parking lot even had dedicated staff to guide guests, making them feel welcome.
“Welcome to Banqiu Pavilion.”
The welcoming hostess at the door was wearing a graceful cheongsam, tall and lithe; to put it without exaggeration, each one could be pulled out to be a car model.
Tsk tsk,
Is this the world of the rich?
Looking around, all the customers were dressed in grandeur, the men in suits and leather shoes, and the women bright and beautiful.
Although Jiang Chen was also dressed quite decently, clean and neat, in this setting, he seemed a bit out of place.
Fortunately, the staff at Banqiu Pavilion were very professional, and perhaps because of the Porsche, there was no contempt, and they respectfully led Jiang Chen and Li Shuru to an empty table.
In such a place, Li Shuru had been here before, but for Jiang Chen, it was genuinely his first time.
Opening the menu with the texture and appearance of an artwork, saying he was scared was an exaggeration, but he couldn’t help feeling some emotion.
A common plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots with meat actually costs 158 yuan, a blatant daylight robbery.
Of course.
Jiang Chen also understood, at places like this, what’s eaten is the ambiance.
If it were cheap, these social elites wouldn’t be dining here.
It’s the same reason a bottle of mineral water sold in a convenience store for two yuan is sold in a five-star hotel for twenty.
“Order whatever you want to eat, feel free.”
Li Shuru, without lifting her head from the menu, said.
With that demeanor and paired with her looks, she truly resembled a socialite.
Jiang Chen understood that she was subtly reminding him that she would be paying the bill, to ease his mental pressure.
Li Shuru said to order freely, and Jiang Chen really did not hold back.
Li Shuru was still looking, but he had already started calling the shots, just like ordering skewers at a street stall, he even ordered a bottle of Bertus from ’07.
“Let’s start with these for now.”
Jiang Chen closed the menu, feeling satisfied.
Li Shuru raised her head.
“Miss, is there anything else you would like to order?”
“No, that’s all.”
Li Shuru, who hadn’t had a chance to order a single dish, handed the menu back to the waiter while glancing around at Jiang Chen.