RNP 109. Died almost a year ago
109. Died almost a year ago
"Although I don't really want to say this, in this human-dominated society, you'd better just live your own quiet lives."
Jiang Chen pointed to the ground, "Stay quietly in the bar. With Tai Sui in charge, those monsters and demons outside, whether they're capitalists or cultivators, won't dare to easily stick their hands in."
"Being able to live a stable life, dance the dances you want to dance, and earn a decent salary—that's the greatest blessing you can have right now."
"If you don't have the strength and ability, don't even think about going out to make your way in the world, lest you get eaten alive and left with nothing but bones."
The girls fell silent. Though they were unwilling, they knew that every word Jiang Chen spoke was a stark reality.
"...Understood, Manager."
Xiaoqing lowered her head, gathered the contracts together, and threw them into the shredder.
Watching them dejectedly return to warm up, Jiang Chen rubbed his temples. These kids are such a worry.
"Oh my, our Manager Jiang is really becoming more and more like a patriarch! When are you going to plan a 'Walk of Fame' for your older sister like me?"
Shen leaned against the bar at some point, her face now that of a mature, sophisticated woman, her eyes sparkling with allure.
Jiang Chen didn't even look up, casually retorting.
"I can't arrange things for someone as important as you. You just need to snap your fingers, and the line of people wanting to give you money could stretch all the way to France."
"If you just act cute a little, people will be vying to be your biggest spender and buy the whole bar for you. Besides, if it really came down to it, it wouldn't be my turn."
He didn't serve as manager for nothing during those eight months.
Shen was taken aback by Jiang Chen's retort, gave him a charmingly disdainful look, and was about to say something when she heard Jiang Chen lower his voice and continue:
"It is said that those who eat the flesh of a living Tai Sui and are given the name Tai Sui can be divided into red, green, and white based on their color."
"The red one is the blood coral tai sui in my body; the green one is the old eunuch Li Lianying; the white one is said to be called Bai Ze, who is said to be able to understand the feelings of all things and know the affairs of the world. There is nothing in this world that he does not know."
"There's another one in black, I think his name is Mo Qi Tai Sui. He's Tai Sui's butler. He's also the president of a large corporation, wholly owned by him."
"With this incredibly wealthy butler around, does Sister Shen still have to worry about not having enough to eat?"
The seductive smile on Shen's face froze, and her beautiful eyes widened.
"How did you know that?"
Jiang Chen smiled slightly and said, "Observe more, listen more, and think more."
Over the past eight months, he has tried his best to extract information from Xiao Huang's lackey.
Information and intelligence are extremely important. He wants to know more about the Tai Sui, but that's all he knows for now.
Neither Bai Ze Tai Sui nor Mo Qi Tai Sui showed up. As for the only Tai Sui, Jiang Chen didn't like talking to this guy who had Ai Yi's face but a completely different personality.
Although Jiang Chen didn't say it, Shen had already thought of it. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence after a long while.
"...That big mouth of Xiao Huang is such a scoundrel, an ungrateful wretch."
In the distance, Xiao Huang, who was diligently patrolling, suddenly sneezed loudly, looking completely bewildered.
As night fell, the bar doors slowly opened.
It's graduation season, and many people choose to get together and let loose after graduation.
Traveling is time-consuming, tiring, and expensive. Going to bars, drinking, and bragging is a good alternative, and you might even get a one-night stand.
After all, this is very likely their last carefree time. After all that carefree living, they'll be back to a life of hardship. Of course, they have to make the most of their last moments.
And so, the deafening heavy metal music, like the roar of a monster, instantly engulfed the entire space.
In the dance floor, multicolored laser lights flashed wildly, cutting the young and bewildered faces into colorful fragments.
The girls from the Snake Dance Troupe have already begun their wild and alluring performance, drawing whistles and screams.
The air was thick with youthful hormones and the restless energy of alcohol.
Countless young bodies writhed wildly to the frenzied beat, showcasing the most beautiful side of youth. Fueled by alcohol and music, they twisted, shouted, and indulged themselves, expressing their hopes and anxieties about the future.
What a chaotic mess!
Jiang Chen stood behind the second-floor railing, expressionless, looking down at the bustling crowd below. The deafening noise and frenzied music were shut out by him.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared, and the revelry before him has nothing to do with him. He is like a ghost that has long since died, drifting outside this vibrant world, indifferently watching the joys and sorrows of humanity, without being moved in the slightest.
Then a familiar yet slightly haggard face came into view, which made his heart flutter.
Qiu Ziting.
His ex-girlfriend.
Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she wore a simple white dress. She wasn't wearing makeup because Jiang Chen didn't like makeup and preferred simple, clean, long, straight black hair.
But her plain face looked out of place in this environment, even a little conspicuous, so he spotted her at a glance.
She seemed to have lost some weight; her jawline was thinner than I remembered, and there was a lingering weariness between her brows.
His ex-girlfriend—after all, they broke up back in the first chapter, and many things happened afterward—gradually distanced Jiang Chen from ordinary people and their ordinary lives.
Reason told Jiang Chen that there was no possibility between them anymore, and that staying away from her and not disturbing her life was a way to protect her.
But seeing her now still caused Jiang Chen a strong palpitation, his heart began to beat irregularly, and he even felt a momentary sharp pain.
How did she end up here?
Inside the booth, Qiu Ziting's best friend, Li Xiaoyue, was holding a glass of wine and loudly urging someone to give her advice.
"I know Jiang Chen was a good person, an exceptionally good one, but he's been dead for almost a year. People can't come back to life, you understand? You can't live in the past forever, we have to look forward."
"Look at you now, you've passed your graduation thesis, found a job, and everything is starting anew. Today is the graduation season social event, and I specially invited a few outstanding senior students. You have to step up and show your best."
"I don't want to start a new relationship yet."
"It's not like you have to start dating right now. Meet people first, get to know them, and take it slow. Just cheer up."
He's been dead for almost a year...
Yes, in the conventional sense, that medical student named Jiang Chen died long ago in a gas leak at Blackstone Prison. His household registration was cancelled, and he is completely dead and cannot be traced.
If it weren't for those damned accidents, the resurrection incense, and all this bizarre and fantastical stuff...