Chapter 1309: 905 lines (asking for monthly tickets!)
“Swish.”
The entire world returned to brightness.
Jiang Chen briefly closed his eyes, and after a short period of adaptation, turned off the flashlight and put down his phone.
The music disappeared.
The person also disappeared.
The whole space was no different from when he first entered, as if everything that just happened was rely an indistinguishable illusion.
Only a faint fragrance lingered in the air.
Jiang Chen glanced at the stage, turned around, and went to open the door.
“General Jiang.”
Outside the door.
Geng Zhida had a slightly awkward expression on his face.
Taoist Duanmu, who ca up with him, looked at Jiang Chen, then turned his gaze inside the door.
It wasn’t due to any other emotion.
Just out of concern for Jiang Chen’s personal safety.
If Jiang Chen had delayed opening the door any longer, there might indeed have been a scene of breaking down the door with force.
Though that wooden sword wasn’t at hand, one mustn’t underestimate Taoist Duanmu’s explosive power with those long legs.
“What’s wrong?”
Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, asking Taoist Duanmu, not Geng Zhida.
After all, as the host, it was unlikely for them to lack the insight to interrupt the program they had prepared.
“Your phone couldn’t be reached.”
Inside was empty. Tanki Liuli retracted her gaze and, after explaining, softly asked, “What were you doing?”
“…”
The expression of the second young master of the Geng Family beside them beca increasingly awkward and he remained silent.
But Boss Jiang, being who he was, and knowing Taoist Duanmu’s innocence, explained without changing his expression, “Played a horror escape room.”
Horror escape room?
Geng Zhida looked at him with eyes filled with confusion and puzzlent.
Then, Jiang Chen picked up his phone and only then did he belatedly realize that the Taoist nun sister wasn’t lying; his phone had no reception at all.
“This floor was signal blocked.”
Geng Zhida quickly explained and added apologetically, “I inford Miss Duanmu, but Miss Duanmu insisted on coming up.”
Fortunately, the signal blocking didn’t affect the use of the flashlight function.
Jiang Chen expressed understanding, and certainly couldn’t bla the Taoist nun sister either.
Hengsheng Group blocked the signal on this floor due to business requirents.
The Taoist nun sister insisted on coming up, not to ruin his plans, but simply out of goodwill.
“Let’s go down.”
Jiang Chen put the phone into his pocket and walked out.
As he passed by the Taoist nun sister, Tanki Liuli seed to catch a scent of sothing, her crystal-clear eyes giving him an extra glance.
The potential reception disaster almost caused by Geng Zhida led him to close the door, and at the sa ti, he couldn’t help but take one last look inside, with the words ‘horror escape room’ still echoing in his mind.
“Bang.”
The door closed.
The security doors opened to both sides.
The three of them walked out.
“General Geng, what was the na of the perforr earlier?”
At the elevator entrance, Jiang Chen casually asked a question.
“Huh?”
Geng Zhida showed surprise, “General Jiang, wasn’t it Bai Jie, the troupe leader?”
Bai Jie?
Although the veil wasn’t removed, it definitely wouldn’t be the gracious Bai Jie.
After all, by comparison, the woman he had just had physical contact with seed hot on the surface but actually harbored the conservative nature of Shenzhou underneath.
Jiang Chen didn’t ask more on this topic and instead said, “General Geng, I have an ungracious request.”
“Please, General Jiang.”
Geng Zhida imdiately responded.
“Could you give a list of the dance troupe mbers, along with their detailed profiles?”
Jiang Chen leisurely said, “I’m talking about all the mbers since its inception, including those who left midway.”
This request naturally surprised the second young master Geng, but there was no hint of it on his face.
He was inevitably curious, yet wisely refrained from probing further.
“No problem, I’ll compile it and send it to General Jiang later.”
Even though the dance troupe had consud countless efforts since its establishnt and was a confidential secret within the group, with the company soon possibly becoming part of soone else’s collection, a dance troupe was no big deal.
Geng Zhida agreed rather readily.
“Thanks.”
Jiang Chen entered the elevator with the Taoist nun sister.
This formal engagent concluded smoothly; escorted by Geng Zhida and several Hengsheng senior managent, the Great Wall’s motorcade started up orderly under the sunset’s afterglow and drove away.
Inside the car.
Jiang Chen’s hand rested on his thigh, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on his knee, probably not reminiscing about any particular feeling, but rather deep in thought.
Although Taoist Duanmu was a novice driver who hadn’t had her license for long, she drove steadily.
As for slowness, Jiang Chen didn’t mind, as he inherently had a strong sense of safety, prioritizing safety first.
“Ding Dong.”
The phone rang.
Geng Zhida had sent a voice ssage.
“General Jiang, the dance troupe’s information has been sent to your email.”
This was exactly the kind of efficiency expected from a super enterprise.
If building houses had the sa attitude and speed, they wouldn’t be in today’s situation.
After listening, Jiang Chen picked up his laptop, opened it, and logged into his email.
Unlike the outside speculation and guesswork.
The computer screen displayed what should be the most complete and authentic face of the Hengsheng Dance Troupe before him.
Even if there were rumors that each mber had been personally vetted by Boss Geng, the information Geng Zhida sent was clear evidence of the strict screening process for every dance troupe mber.
Na.
Hotown.
asurents.
Ho address.
…
Even details like which elentary school they attended were all included.
Even civil service examinations wouldn’t conduct as thorough inspections.
Naturally, it started with the troupe leader Bai Jie.
Before joining Hengsheng, she was a ballet teacher, and what caught Jiang Chen’s attention was, unexpectedly, this gem of the dance troupe’s marital status was divorced.
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