842: 621 2306 (Thanks for the tip!) 842: 621 2306 (Thanks for the tip!) Although Jiang Chen had heard of He Junru, that was thanks to her high degree of fa, likely a deliberate effort by the He family to promote their representative figure.
As to how many children the gambling king actually had, Jiang Chen was clueless.
Of course, he wasn’t interested either.
Even though he didn’t care what another gambling king’s daughter’s full na was, what she had implied in her words sowhat intrigued him.
They were eting with He Junru, while Song Chao Ge was dining with another gambling king’s daughter.
Just like Vera had said, nobody was idle indeed.
“What’s Song Chao Ge’s background?” Vera asked Jiang Chen, lowering her voice.
She should have a rough understanding of the main contenders in this gambling match, but so people’s specific backgrounds weren’t that easy to investigate.
“You haven’t forgotten, have you?” Jiang Chen knew she definitely had done the basic intelligence work, at least having seen Song Chao Ge’s data, such as height, weight, asurents, and photographs.
Vera looked doubtful.
“What do you an?”
“The last ti in Las Vegas, the one who lost money to was him.”
“…”
Vera suddenly realized and bluntly said, “The easy mark?”
Jiang Chen remained silent.
Westerners are Westerners after all.
They don’t speak in a roundabout way and are really too direct.
Fortunately, the person in question wasn’t present.
However, thinking about it, it was quite amusing indeed.
Last ti, he and Vera had cooperated to trick the other party, and now in Haojiang, they had unexpectedly encountered him again.
Of course, neither of them had changed, nor had their camps, but the setting had fundantally changed.
Haojiang was no longer Vera’s ho turf; here, the dealer was the family backing the lady opposite.
At least for now.
In a while, the situation might be different.
So, even if the gambling king’s daughter exhibited composure and grace, Jiang Chen knew that underneath her calm surface, she must be feeling sothing else.
Thus, he continued the conversation, “Mr.
Song is different from .
He is an avid gambling enthusiast and very skilled.
Miss He understands this well.
Actors excel and then they beco directors; scholars excel and then they beco officials.
For soone like Mr.
Song, re entertainnt may no longer pique his interest.
Is the He family discussing a partnership with him?”
Both won were so forthright, beating around the bush seed petty.
It’s sotis better to open the skylight upfront, as it can save a lot of ti.
After all, everyone knew the purpose of sitting at this table.
He Junru didn’t change her expression and shook her head with a smile, “No, Mr.
Song is just accompanying.
The one having dinner with my sister is Mr.
Guo, Guo Anle.
He and my sister have known each other for a long ti, and he ca to Haojiang specifically to see her.”
Jiang Chen wasn’t familiar with Mr.
Guo either, but he understood the subtext that she was deliberately revealing.
Was Song Chao Ge employing so “beauty trap”?
If they were full sisters, He Junru certainly wouldn’t speak like this, so the other gambling king’s daughter must have co from another branch.
Dark clouds press down on the city.
The crowded He family seed to be playing their own gas.
Which was normal.
The slogan of unity is easy to chant but difficult to realize.
This is the trouble with being part of a big family and big business.
Even if you are willing to risk your life for the family, it doesn’t an others will too, and even if they say they will, you’d probably still have doubts.
Besides the biggest beneficiaries, under the current circumstances, every mber of the He family might inevitably have different thoughts.
Jiang Chen didn’t know of which branch Mada He Junru was born from, but he was almost certain she wasn’t from the main branch.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard Vera suddenly ask, “Miss He, are you married?”
“…”
A sudden quiet fell over the stylish yet elegant private room.
Not just Jiang Chen, even He Junru herself must have been sowhat baffled at the mont.
After a mont of silence, she shook her head and smiled, “No.”
Indeed, there were no rings on her fingers, nor any jewelry, quite minimalist.
“Then do you have soone in mind?” Vera continued to ask.
Jiang Chen settled down to listen with reason; you should never guess a woman’s thoughts, especially this gal, whose thoughts were beyond most people’s comprehension.
He Junru was silent again, “What does Miss Vela want with that information?”
As if it was nothing, Vera replied, “If Miss He doesn’t have anyone in mind, perhaps I could help introduce soone.”
“…”
Jiang Chen’s eyes twitched uncontrollably.
Anyone who didn’t know better would think this was a matchmaking eting.
This gal’s train of thought was too “agile.”
She did indeed think on her feet.
Watching Vera speak earnestly, He Junru gave a muted chuckle.
Jiang Chen stayed silent, instinctively taking a closer look at the most famous heiress of the He family.
If not mistaken, she should be over thirty, not old, but according to conventional views, an unmarried woman of that age could be considered a ‘leftover woman.’
But these common notions didn’t apply to a certain subset of people.
Shenzhou explicitly enforces monogamy, but how many wives did the gambling king have?
“Thank you for your kind offer, Miss Vela, but I’m not currently interested in personal relationships,” He Junru declined with elegance and politeness.
For won like her, there was no need to worry about marriage.
So won simply don’t need n.
“Miss He, shall we talk over dinner?” Jiang Chen spoke tily, fearing if the silence continued, who knows what startling remark might co out from Vera’s mouth next.
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