Chapter 061: [No Intention to Sing English Songs]

Li Jingjing, with her simple nature, followed the crowd in praising Jiang Shuo, saying a few good words. These few words made Jiang Shuo feel as if he were on cloud nine, thinking that Li Jingjing was also trying to get closer to him for some benefits, which made him feel quite smug.

How could a small company's errand boy compare to someone like himself, a privileged son? Jiang Shuo felt he had overthought things and didn't need to be overly aggressive towards Yang Chen.

The more such moments came, the more Jiang Shuo felt he should act mature and steady, showing a demeanor of respecting talent. So he immediately called everyone, "Everyone, please sit down. I, Jiang Shuo, will cover all expenses today. Don't be shy."

When he saw Li Jingjing, Jiang Shuo smiled gently and said, "Jingjing, you might not be familiar with this place. Why don't you sit next to me? I can tell you all about it, ensuring you have a good time today."

"Ah?" Li Jingjing quickly waved her hands and smiled, "No need, Director Jiang. Just let everyone have fun. I don't know anything about singing or dancing. I'll just sit next to Brother Yang and watch."

Jiang Shuo's hopes were dashed, and he felt a bit annoyed, but he thought Li Jingjing was just a shy bird and smiled generously, "Alright, you sit next to Mr. Yang. If you need anything, just say so. Don't be shy."

"Of course not, I won't be shy. Being polite to Group Leader Jiang is a sign of respect, right?" Yang Chen chuckled, "Why don't we start with a few bottles of red wine to get the mood going? It will help everyone sing with more energy."

Jiang Shuo felt a wave of disdain, secretly cursing the bumpkin for trying to take advantage, but a few bottles of red wine were nothing to him. He waved his hand and smiled, "Of course, Mr. Yang, just go out and order a few bottles."

The teachers present were also excited. Though they were well-off, free drinks were always welcome.

Yang Chen gave a look of admiration, then immediately went out to call the waiter. After saying a few words, he quickly returned to his seat, sitting close to Li Jingjing and smiling, "Group Leader Jiang is indeed a big shot. I ordered five bottles of red wine. I wonder if it's enough."

Five bottles? Jiang Shuo sneered inwardly. Even ten bottles wouldn't be a big deal, "Mr. Yang, you're too polite. With so many people, five bottles won't be enough. We can always get more later."

The waiters in Tianfu were quite efficient. After a few sentences of conversation, they brought in a bucket of chilled red wine. When everyone saw the five bottles in the bucket, they were stunned!

The five bottles were clearly 1998 French Castel red wine! Anyone with some knowledge would know that this was a top-tier Bordeaux brand, aged for over ten years, and worth at least a thousand yuan each!

Jiang Shuo knew the price of these bottles very well. He never expected Yang Chen to order such expensive wine, thinking it would be ordinary wine costing a hundred yuan per bottle.

Seeing several thousand yuan fly out of his pocket, Jiang Shuo felt like spitting blood.

"Thanks to Group Leader Jiang, we usually can't even dream of such wine." A few quick-witted teachers saw Yang Chen's intentions and, while secretly mocking him, said good things to match.

Jiang Shuo's smile was somewhat stiff as he waved his hand, "No problem, just enjoy yourselves."

His originally high spirits were now as irritable as a small island hit by a thunderstorm. He secretly glanced at Yang Chen, who was chatting with a few teachers, and thought about finding a chance to punish this ungrateful guy.

The teachers in the private room, however, didn't care much. They were already having a great time, taking turns to sing and dance wildly, completely losing their usual dignified demeanor. If their students saw them like this, they would be shocked.

Li Jingjing sat quietly on the sofa, listening, occasionally eating a piece of fruit, with a serene smile, but she didn't join in the singing.

Jiang Shuo, having composed himself, saw Li Jingjing listening intently and had an idea. He took the microphone and said, "Today is a welcome party for our Teacher Li Jingjing. As the group leader, I will sing a song for Jingjing to express my sincere feelings..."

The teachers all knew Jiang Shuo's intentions and clapped and cheered in response.

Li Jingjing was a bit at a loss, looking nervously at Yang Chen. Seeing that Yang Chen didn't react, she relaxed a bit.

Jiang Shuo was now full of emotion, selected a song, and said, "I will sing 'True Love' for Miss Li Jingjing."

To be honest, Group Leader Jiang's voice was quite good. Though he missed a few high notes, he sang Li Shengjie's 'True Love' with deep emotion, having practiced it hundreds of times. If a regular girl heard it, she would be quite moved.

The teachers all clapped and cheered loudly, and Li Jingjing also said "thank you" and clapped along.

Jiang Shuo felt quite pleased, but then noticed that Yang Chen wasn't clapping. Instead, he was holding a wine glass and drinking continuously, which made Jiang Shuo even more annoyed. He laughed slyly and said, "Mr. Yang hasn't sung yet. Could you sing a song to entertain us?"

"Uh..." Yang Chen frowned, put down the wine glass, and smiled awkwardly, "I don't think so. I'm not good at singing."

"That won't do. Everyone has sung, and it's not about how good it sounds, but about participation," Jiang Shuo felt this was a perfect opportunity to make Yang Chen look bad and quickly added, "After Mr. Yang sings, we can ask Jingjing to sing too. What do you think?"

The teachers, who were spending Jiang Shuo's money, naturally agreed to this small request and loudly demanded that Yang Chen and Li Jingjing sing.

Li Jingjing, though hesitant to sing, was eager to hear Yang Chen's voice. After all, when a woman is infatuated with a man, she wants to know everything about him.

"Brother Yang, sing a song. It doesn't matter if it's not good. Just for fun," Li Jingjing, unable to resist her curiosity, urged.

Yang Chen was helpless, scratched his head, and had to take the microphone, standing up and saying, "Actually, I came back from abroad half a year ago, so I haven't listened to many domestic pop songs. If I really have to sing, please allow me to choose a song from another country..."

"Mr. Yang is a returnee?"

"No way! You don't show your true self!"

"Bragging is not good!"

The teachers immediately started teasing, clearly not believing that this man was a returnee. Otherwise, why would he be a small company employee!?

Jiang Shuo felt Yang Chen was making excuses and smiled smugly, "It's no big deal. Mr. Yang can choose a foreign song. We are all English teachers and can understand."

"Exactly!" The teachers were also interested.

Yang Chen cleared his throat, selected a song on the computer, and played it. He smiled at everyone and said, "Sorry, I don't intend to sing an English song. I will sing a Spanish song by Latin singer Enrique Iglesias, 'Quizas,' which translates to 'Perhaps' in Mandarin..."

The room was filled with the soothing and rich Spanish music. Yang Chen's slightly hoarse voice perfectly captured the essence of the song...

Almost everyone in the room couldn't believe their eyes, and Jiang Shuo felt as if he had a lump in his throat.

The melodious music, combined with the slightly unrestrained and passionate voice, made everyone feel as if they were in a beautiful and touching scene.

When the music stopped, everyone except Jiang Shuo clapped enthusiastically. Li Jingjing's eyes were even a bit moist, and she smiled happily, lost in the music.

Yang Chen felt a bit embarrassed, refusing the teachers' strong request for another song, saying, "Singing is tiring," and declined to sing more.

This time, no one doubted that Yang Chen was afraid of looking bad. After all, they were all foreign language teachers and knew that knowing a foreign language and singing in a foreign language were different levels. Often, one's foreign language skills could be judged by their ability to sing in that language.

The rest of the evening was still very enjoyable, but Jiang Shuo, who was putting on a brave face, was secretly cursing Yang Chen's family, not knowing that Yang Chen himself didn't even know them.

Since they started early and had to go to school the next day, the teachers decided to leave before ten o'clock.

As they walked out, their faces were flushed, and their voices were louder.

Yang Chen and a few male teachers were chatting warmly. As they passed a corner, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure entering a room ahead.

What is he doing here?

Li Jingjing, who had been paying attention to Yang Chen, saw him frown and asked, "What's wrong, Brother Yang?"

"Oh," Yang Chen smiled at her, "Nothing, I thought I saw someone I knew, but I must be mistaken."

The group left Tianfu, and Jiang Shuo, with a pained expression, paid the bill, which was over ten thousand yuan, before heading to the parking lot.

Though he was depressed all evening, Jiang Shuo didn't forget his main goal. He quickly walked to Li Jingjing's side, smiling charmingly, "Jingjing, let me take you home. I just bought a new car and can take you for a drive."

As he spoke, Jiang Shuo pointed to a shiny silver Toyota Camry nearby, which looked very impressive under the streetlights.

The teachers were a bit envious, "This car must cost over 200,000 yuan. Gas prices are high, and Group Leader Jiang still got a new car. Comparing people can be deadly." Though the teachers' salaries were decent, most of them only drove cars worth a few hundred thousand yuan, like Fords or Bora.

Li Jingjing smiled awkwardly and said softly, "Group Leader Jiang, I don't want to trouble you. It's already a great treat today. I'll go with Brother Yang. He knows where my home is..."

Jiang Shuo pretended to be curious, "Oh? Mr. Yang also has a car? I thought he came by taxi. Where is Mr. Yang's car?"

Yang Chen burped, feeling uncomfortable from the wine and fruit, even though his tolerance had improved. He was still thinking about the figure he had seen. Hearing Jiang Shuo's question, he casually took out a BMW key from his pocket and pressed the unlock button.

Everyone turned to look and saw a white car with a glowing finish parked in an inconspicuous spot. The blue and white propeller logo on the hood made everyone gasp.

"My goodness, isn't that an M3!?" A teacher who knew a bit about cars exclaimed, "This car costs over 1.2 million yuan in China! I've only seen rich businessmen's sons drive it. I didn't expect Mr. Yang to drive this car, and it's even the latest model!"

The other teachers, though not familiar with the specific model, knew that a BMW was a high-end car.

Jiang Shuo was also shocked, his face turning green and purple. He wasn't stupid enough to think that someone driving a BMW M3 was a small company employee. Though puzzled about Yang Chen's true identity, he only showed a friendly and slightly fawning smile, "Mr. Yang, you really don't show your true self. I, Jiang Shuo, am truly enlightened."

Damn! Rich people pretending to be ordinary employees, what a show!

"Group Leader Jiang is the one who spends big," Yang Chen smiled, "I've had enough to drink today. Thanks for the treat. Goodbye." He then took Li Jingjing's hand and walked back to the car.

The teachers watched the white BMW start and drive away, feeling as if they were in a dream. Yang Chen's background became the biggest mystery in their minds.

After Jiang Shuo got into his car, he started the engine and looked at the colorful interior lights. His love for the new car was completely gone. He slammed the steering wheel hard, his elegant face looking sinister in the darkness...

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