Starting a conversation voluntarily, there must be an ending.
"I’m quite similar to you, practiced Qi Sensing during my adolescence. My reason was just to win fights against classmates."
He always didn’t want people to know this embarrassing thing. For a long ti, he lived in regret and cringed at his awkward teenager self.
Su Xiaocai was stunned, "So did you win? Is it because you didn’t, you resorted to sharp-tongued attacks?"
Ji Li: "You could focus on more normal points."
Su Xiaocai said seriously, "So is that why you’re so much taller than ?"
This conversation is over.
Ji Li closed the livestream, "Go to sleep, you can’t grow taller because you sleep too little, kids should go to bed early and wake up early."
"I just slept and feel very energetic. Tell more about your childhood stories."
The girl was lively, her dark eyes filled with an aggressive radiance.
It was as if she said, ’I’m very rebellious, won’t listen to you.’
Ji Li knew he shouldn’t discuss personal matters with her, it would backfire, "Want to go out for a late-night snack."
The money he lent out ca back, along with a very generous interest, he decided to treat generously, hoping Su Xiaocai won’t cause him trouble again.
"Sure, sure."
"Invite your apprentices." Ji Li called a late-night snack shop and ordered a private room.
Those considering themselves as apprentices included Vegetable Farrs and ten other students.
Then, a large group of old and young, along with professors doubling as bodyguards, headed to the private room at the snack shop.
The late-night snack shop owner looked at the thirty-plus arrivals and inquired about Ji Li, a friend he knew for years.
"You didn’t say it would be this many." His private room at most seated about ten, carefully counting, there were thirty-three.
Over ten burly n, looking fierce with battle suits for easy movent, not appearing as good guys, more like gang bosses.
Hu Ping heard and stepped forward, "It’s okay, boss, don’t you have small tables? Add a couple to the room, we just need seats."
The snack shop owner swallowed hard.
He looked away from the bodyguards to several elderly with grey hair.
Even wearing shorts and slippers, they couldn’t hide their cultured deanor.
Not typical late-night snack shop patrons,
he worried the small tables might be too cramped.
"Don’t worry about them, they listen to . Hu Ping, you directly help the boss move the tables," Su Xiaocai stared at the seafood tanks in the shop and told Ji Li: "Big Ji, I want this, this, and this... each one, just for , I want ten of each."
"Seafood porridge, I don’t want shrimp, I want lobster with the shell removed and big chunks of at." Su Xiaocai continued ordering barbecue, "Ten skewers of each, that’s all I want."
"Just... just these?" The snack shop owner couldn’t help but question Su Xiaocai’s large appetite, "Can you finish it?"
Already considering sparing her, Ji Li said, "Whatever she orders, just serve it."
Then Hu Ping, Ji Heng, and Wu Qingqing ordered unreservedly, picking whatever they liked, following their whims.
They easily cleared half of the seafood inventory, intended to last two or three days.
The snack shop owner’s gaze seed to view them as high-grade fools.
After they finished ordering, he pulled Ji Li aside, "A bill over a hundred thousand, did you strike it rich? Being extravagant isn’t done this way, don’t be impulsive."
"I did co into so wealth, let settle the bill first." For a small snack shop, the fear is guests unable to pay such costs.
"That’s not what I an, I know you’re wealthy, but your friends are too unreserved. eting halfway in friendships..."
Arguing was unnecessary then, so Ji Li laughed: "They’re wealthier than ."
The snack shop owner took a cold breath.
Instantly withdrew from advising, realizing his mistake, he shouldn’t judge them by their slippers, assuming cultured people lacked money.
Similar people mingle together, well-off individuals have reasonable connections.
They’re not wanting to take advantage of Ji Li’s generosity, it’s simply they aren’t troubled by financial constraints.
The snack shop owner was touched, "Thank you, brother, I’ll ensure they’re well-received." He would let them feel at ho for future visits.
Ji Li: "Bring out the girl’s order first, she won’t sleep without eating enough."
"Your sister?"
"Sort of!"
The snack shop owner assud ’sort of’ ant cousin, "You’re quite a brother."
The snack shop owner glanced at the girl being surrounded, everyone treating her like an ancestor (not really).
If her face showed displeasure, they’d try to joke and cheer her up.
The snack shop owner awkwardly remarked, "Your sister is quite cute."
Ji Li didn’t correct the misunderstanding and instructed the snack shop owner to ensure cleanliness.
"You can count on ." The owner headed to the kitchen.
Su Xiaocai was chatting away when she suddenly noticed outside, several tables of n and won turned apprehensive, "They’re taking sneak photos."
Su Xiaocai raised her finger.
Upon being noticed, the people quickly dispersed.
Vegetable Farrs were stunned, annoyed, what persistent reporters even at night.
Two young journalists stayed put, nervously approaching the private room door.
They didn’t deny the sneaky photos, intending them for tomorrow’s news.
They’d heard of Su Xiaocai’s reputation for settling scores later, uncertain if publishing would lead her to sue for privacy invasion.
Coming out late at night for a snack, only to be bothered, would annoy anyone.
To avoid Su Xiaocai’s pursuit, they first apologized.
"Sor... sorry, we’re reporters. We’ve wanted to interview President Su for a long ti, sorry for disturbing your al." The two journalists mournfully stood by the door, feet glued to the spot, scared to move further.
They looked very young, faces quite naïve, skin reddened by sun and wind, and their noses showed peeling skin.
They seed fresh graduates, yet to see the harsh human nature.
Hu Ping’s lips curled, not a hint of a smile in his eyes, coldly saying: "So you secretly took photos?"
The two journalists exchanged a look, lowered their heads, with good attitudes recognizing their mistake.
"The company asked us to get photos of Su Xiaocai and ten Vegetable Farrs, then write an article."
"Tell us, what do they want written?" Feng Wansha assertively asked.
"We don’t know, we’re just tasked with taking photos. But we’re from a reputable agency, Century Daily. We won’t write nonsense, maybe just Su Xiaocai and Vegetable Farrs dining late-night, adding another ten-plus thousand on the bill..."
Other reporters’ stories couldn’t be guaranteed, they’d likely say Su Xiaocai was extravagant, or deliberately scamd n’s money.
The more they explained, the more awkward they felt; today’s news needed hooks to attract attention.
Should this article go public, Su Xiaocai would endure another headline frenzy.
Soone with trending visibility, always the topic everywhere.
"Co inside, ask anything you want, don’t sneak around. You two write the report personally, no fabrications." Su Xiaocai designated them for the interview.
They were surprised but soon joyful, singled out to write, a path to riches was opened.
Indeed, interviewing a difficult-to-reach young CEO required unconventional approaches.
They hurried inside, sat on very low stools.
"Hello, President Su, I’m Deng Xianbao from Century Daily, here’s my press card."
"I’m Du Ti. May I record?"
Su Xiaocai first checked their press credentials, then verified them against Century Daily’s public reporter list, they were re interns, no wonder restricted to taking photos.
"Hand over the recording device, don’t record others; you have ten minutes, ask now."
Deng Xianbao: "Could you... could you please tell us, President Su, under what circumstances did you think of doing Extraordinary Island’s New World?"
"I wanted a place to have fun without going outside."
Such a straightforward explanation, also the first thing most people think of.
President Su’s thought process was not significantly different from ordinary people.
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