129: 129 is not your ordinary vinegar essence!

129: 129 is not your ordinary vinegar essence!

In the private room.

At the round dining table, Xia Ye sat on one side, while Dong Mao and Shen Jing, impeccably dressed, sat on the other.

Xia Ye was poking around on her cell phone, both men watching nervously.

After a long while, once she put away her phone, they finally whispered timidly, “Miss Xia…”

Xia Ye lifted her eyelids to look at them.

Dong Mao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, “Who were you…

texting just now…”

Xia Ye replied with an “Oh,” “Your CEO Jiang, he was asking if I had eaten.”

At these words, the tea Shen Jing was bringing to his mouth suddenly stopped.

Then they heard Xia Ye continue in a calm voice, “I told him I was already eating.”

At this moment, the emotions of Shen Jing and Dong Mao were like a roller coaster ride.

They both simultaneously patted their chests in sync.

All is well, all is well…

From beginning to end, Xia Ye treated this dinner as a scholarly exchange on investment.

Very honest and straightforward.

She initiated the conversation, asking what recent investments they had made.

Only when Shen Jing and Dong Mao heard her mention investments did they suddenly come to their senses.

Previously, they were only shocked that the goddess they once pursued turned out to be their CEO’s prized treasure.

They were feeling too guilty.

They had almost forgotten that the reason they admired the goddess was that she was a true investing legend!

Now, the facts proved that this investing legend wasn’t an MBA professor, nor was she a dual degree recipient from some foreign business school.

In fact, she was just a high school student??

Xia Ye explained that the money she invested was her second brother’s.

But Shen Jing and Dong Mao didn’t feel any better because they were amazed, not at how much money Xia Ye had, but at her exceptional financial management skills and extraordinary vision!

If such a genius was close at hand, wouldn’t they be clinging to a pillar of strength in the future?!

Dong Mao and Shen Jing generously ordered a table full of delicacies, as if they wanted to pamper Xia Ye.

Dong Mao: “Miss Xia, help yourself to more, haha.

Later on, could you tell us how you knew there would be a big drop after the noon peak that day?”

Shen Jing: “Miss Xia, you helped us make so much money, from now on, you’re our boss, and we’ll follow whatever you say!”

As long as the CEO wasn’t there, anything was negotiable.

They gained a lot from this meeting with the goddess!

What they didn’t know was that, after receiving Xia Ye’s text reply, “I’m already eating,” Jiang Xuan also drove to Godear…

He planned to try the new dishes.

If they tasted good, he could bring the little girl next time to try them.

Right this moment, he had just parked his car and stepped into Godear’s entrance…

The receptionist at the front desk, who had seen Mr.

Dong, Mr.

Shen, and Miss Xia earlier in the day,

was now surprised to see CEO Jiang arrive as well.

What was strange though was that all of them had arrived separately…

The two receptionists discussed quietly.

“Should we tell CEO Jiang that the others have already arrived?”

“Let’s not for now, I feel like they’re not here together…”

“Hmm…

makes sense…”

Mainly because they didn’t dare to provoke CEO Jiang.

In the private room of Xia Ye and the others, the discussion on investment was heated.

The notebooks that Dong Mao and Shen Jing carried were now filled with several pages!

So well-behaved.

Even more serious than when listening to teachers in school!

“I need to go to the washroom first, Miss Xia, you must wait for me to come back before discussing this part!” Dong Mao said with a smile, holding the door.

He strode off toward the washroom when suddenly, half of a very familiar figure appeared around the corner.

Dong Mao quickly ducked into the washroom, hiding behind the wall and watched as that figure walked past, followed by several waiters.

Damn, damn, damn!

Why is the master here??

Jiang Xuan walked to a central spot and paused slightly.

The waiter behind him asked with concern, “Mr.

Jiang, is there any problem?”

Jiang Xuan pondered for a moment, one hand in his trouser pocket, the other taking out his phone and dialing a number with one hand.

Just now, he sensed Dong Mao.

If Dong Mao just happened to be dining here, that would be nothing, but the key point was, he seemed to be avoiding him…

In just a few seconds, Dong Mao, hiding behind the wall, felt his phone in his hand start to vibrate.

He was so scared he nearly didn’t catch it firmly, the phone tumbling in his hand a few times before he managed to hold onto it.

Fortunately, it was on vibrate.

If it had been the ringtone, his cover would have been blown.

Without thinking, Dong Mao, driven by his instinct to survive, hung up the phone directly.

This was the first time in his more than a thousand years of life that he had dared to hang up on the master!!!

Jiang Xuan, listening to the busy tone on his phone, had a slightly darkened expression.

Things were becoming more and more suspicious.

Later, when the master turned to another aisle, Dong Mao quickly snuck back to the private room they had been in before.

And just as he got back into the room, Jiang Xuan reappeared at the entrance to the hallway, slightly tilting his head, his deep gaze resting on the private room Dong Mao had just entered.

Dong Mao was still unaware that he had been played and as soon as he entered the room, started organizing everyone to wrap up for the day, suggesting they could meet another time.

Shen Jing noticed he was sweating on his forehead, seeming to understand something, and quickly began to pack up, “Miss Xia, next time I’ll treat you to something nicer…”

Before he could finish, the door behind them was pushed open.

Jiang Xuan stood in the doorway, tall and imposing, his face inscrutably deep.

Dong Mao and Shen Jing, as if they had been hit by a pause button, maintained their poses from the instant Jiang Xuan pushed open the door, motionless.

“This…

that…”

“President…

listen to my explanation…”

Xia Ye, seeing him arrive, spoke with a hint of regret, “You’re here too?

We were just about to leave.”

Jiang Xuan first ignored Dong Mao and Shen Jing, but glanced at the barely touched dishes on the table, his voice low, “She hasn’t eaten yet, why are you guys leaving?”

Dong Mao looked at Shen Jing, “Ah, yes, yes, then…

should we leave later?”

Shen Jing’s lips trembled, “Yes, sure…”

He noticed that the president was still standing at the entrance and quickly pulled over the vip chair next to Miss Xia for him.

As he looked down, he caught sight of the rose pinned on his chest, symbolizing a fiery love.

He quickly plucked it and stamped it to smithereens!

Once all four were seated again, Jiang Xuan cast a glance at Shen Jing’s neatly combed slick hair and Dong Mao’s specially styled one, without speaking directly.

Dong Mao communicated with Shen Jing via eye contact: Does the master seem not angry?

Shen Jing: I don’t know, you’ve spent more time with the president; is he petty?

Does he get jealous?

Dong Mao thought carefully.

His master, with the world in mind and known for his fair and upstanding dealings, could not possibly be associated with words like “petty” or “jealous.”

He shook his head confidently.

Shen Jing felt slightly relieved.

However, that relief lasted less than a second before Xia Ye got up to go to the washroom, and Jiang Xuan’s face that had been gentle and indulgent the second before turned cold instantly.

Then, just as Xia Ye left the room, Jiang Xuan’s voice, as cold as ice chips, rang out from across them, “You two…

looking to die?”

In this regard, Dong Mao was completely clueless; his master, after all, was not just any vinegar spirit!