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"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~~"

Not only the guests of Afang Palace, but even the boss Jiang Chen were caught off guard when hearing the joyful and cheerful song of blessing.

You have to know that Afang Palace is not an ordinary nightclub.

How is it possible to prepare a program specifically for a single guest?

"what happened?"

second floor,

Jiang Chen stood in front of the railing, looking at the surprised guests below, like a lord inspecting his territory.

"Miss Yuan is celebrating her birthday at the Afang Palace tonight and has invited many friends."

"Yuan Run?"

Jiang Chen looked around and saw the Tiger Girl from the Yuan Family. Surrounded by her friends, she was surprised by the exception made in the Afang Palace. She looked delighted, and perhaps it was the effect of the alcohol, but her chubby, round face turned red.

For a girl of this level, ordinary gifts are not enough to impress her. How grand is it to have the entire Afang Palace celebrate her birthday?

Maybe they don’t care about material things, but girls of this age will have a certain degree of vanity.

Jiang Chen did not blame Wan Wenya for acting on his own initiative. As the person in charge of operations of Afang Palace, he had the power to do so, and Yuan Run was a loyal supporter of Afang Palace.

Every time Jiang Chen comes to Kyoto, there is a high probability that he will meet her here.

What a coincidence.

Jiang Chen wondered whether he should go down to say hello and wish him well, but after thinking about it, he decided not to because he had so many friends.

"Den."

At this moment, all the lights in the Afang Palace went out.

That's right.

is all.

The city's top nightclub was suddenly plunged into pitch darkness.

If it was a birthday celebration, it could be understood, but the sudden darkness undoubtedly made the guests lose their composure.

power failure.

What a joke.

Don't tell me where this is or what place it is.

With China's infrastructure capabilities, even in remote rural areas in the 18th tier, power outages require the relevant departments to issue planned notices in advance.

The noise started.

The guests were a little restless.

This time Jiang Chen didn't ask, or rather, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Boom."

The firelight pierced the darkness.

The sudden onset of light made it difficult for the guests in the darkness to adapt, and they subconsciously raised their hands to cover themselves.

on fire?

The real-life version of the burning of the "Afang Palace"?

of course not.

That's not fire.

It's the lighting effects.

“She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene

I said don't mind

But what do you mean I am the one

Who will dance on the floor in the round…”

Accompanied by Michael Jackson's classic dance music "Billie Jean", a figure suddenly appeared in the "firelight" and made a truly brilliant debut in the attention of the entire audience.

Sequined blazer.

Cropped trousers.

Patent leather shoes.

Moreover, he wore a pair of sunglasses on his nose.

The King of Pop is back from the dead?

impossible.

Michael Jackson has left this world and gone to heaven. Even the Mandela effect cannot keep him away.

And although the man dancing under the spotlight was dressed very much like Michael, his physique was obviously much stronger.

“Who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean

As she caused a scene

Then every head turned with eyes…”

Drop shoulders, twist hips, kick legs, and then do Michael Jackson's signature moonwalk.

Silky and smooth.

It is not an improvisation, but requires solid dance skills.

Because the light was too dazzling, coupled with the reflection of his lit up suit, and due to the distance, even though Jiang Chen tried hard to distinguish it, it was a little difficult to see clearly.

"Did you arrange it?"

Surprises come one after another.

But Jiang Chen was not dissatisfied. When running a business, one has to be creative occasionally and cannot sit back and relax without making progress. A stagnant business that remains unchanged will sooner or later be eliminated by the market.

Even if seven fairies came down to earth, people would get tired of watching them after a while.

This dancer's performance is very powerful.

The restless guests were calmed down and quickly immersed in the exciting performance.

"No."

Wan Wenya’s response was surprising.

Jiang Chen tilted his head.

The imitator was still walking in the space, looking cool and handsome, and gradually won the applause of the guests.

As the birthday boy tonight, Yuan Run put his hands to his mouth, making a trumpet shape and cheered.

It can be seen that she is very satisfied with today's birthday, which she prepares for every year.

If nothing unexpected happens, Afang Palace will receive another large amount of card recharge.

The guests all thought that this was an ingenious arrangement of the Afang Palace, but only the two operators on the second floor knew the truth.

Standing in the darkness high up, the two looked at each other, and silence was better than words at this moment.

"Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is not my…”

The performers who appeared out of nowhere sang and danced, becoming more and more involved and excited. Jiang Chen on the second floor stared at them intently, examining every detail, and began to look more and more familiar.

at last.

The song ends.

He ended magnificently, turning movement into stillness, as if his feet had taken root and he stood firmly, then he put one hand across his chest and bowed like a gentleman to leave.

There was a wave of applause.

Some guests even stood up.

The ball of light slowly went out.

Instead, the Afang Palace regained its splendor, but the imitator was no longer there.

Why are you in such a hurry to leave?

The audience are not short of money, and such a wonderful performance will definitely require tips.

"Brother Jiang!"

Every time we meet, the other person always brings unexpected excitement to me.

Looking at the little prince who came upstairs with a bright smile and dressed very "fashionably", Jiang Chen had a strange expression on his face and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Wan Wenya left early.

Ye Tingxuan took off his very cool sunglasses. After such an intense performance, it was rare that he didn't sweat or pant.

The physical fitness is still strong.

He is not the same kind of person as those weak princes and nobles.

Jiang Chen really didn't know what to say.

Could it be possible to say "thank you for your hard work?"

You are the young prince Ye, who is worth a lot of money. Others regard you as a tiger, but you don't even take yourself as a dish?

Performing in public places would be considered a disgrace to the family in feudal dynasties and might result in expulsion from the clan tree.

Even though this is Kyoto and it's decorated in a fancy way, there's no guarantee that someone will recognize it.

Just now, Boss Jiang felt something was wrong the more he looked at it.

"What is this, young prince?"

"Isn't it Yuan Xiaoniu's birthday today? Let's celebrate for her."

Yuan what?

Seeing the other person casually throwing his sunglasses on the table, Jiang Chen's eyes twitched unconsciously.

"Young Prince, are you celebrating Yuan Run's birthday?"

Jiang Chen confirmed.

Ye Tingxuan seemed to know what he was thinking and smiled meaningfully, "Little girl Yuan and I are old acquaintances."

acquaintance.

Naturally, this is an indisputable fact.

After all, the reputation of "North Yuan and South Ye" is well-known throughout the country.

But "acquaintance" does not mean "friend".

As a rule of thumb, people who are often compared to each other will not have a very harmonious relationship.

Moreover, Jiang Chen had also heard that there was some conflict between Bei Yuan and Nan Ye.

Of course, hearing is believing, so Jiang Chen went to verify it in person.

"Isn't the relationship between the young prince and Yuan Bingshan not very good?"

"That's between me and Yuan Bingshan. It has nothing to do with Yuan Xiaoniu."

Ye Tingxuan said nonchalantly, his sudden insight caught Jiang Chen off guard.

"Brother Jiang, please sit down."

Although his face was not red and he was not out of breath, singing and dancing was not an easy job. The little prince was probably tired and took the first seat next to him.

The waiter brought the drinks.

It must be Wan Wenya’s arrangement.

"I haven't had time to thank you, little prince."

Jiang Chen sat down, but before he could take the initiative, the other party had already opened his glass and started pouring wine.

"what?"

Jiang Chen smiled, "If the young prince has forgotten, then don't mention it."

Ye Tingxuan looked up and said, "I am just a soldier on the ship. It has nothing to do with me."

As he said this, he grinned.

"Brother Jiang, is our artillery effective?"

"It's very good."

Jiang Chen smiled and nodded.

Ye Tingxuan poured two glasses of wine and raised his glass, as if everything was self-explanatory.

In the past, the gates of China were blasted open by powerful ships and cannons. Now, we have finally changed our tactics and become a great power.

This wine is a pleasant drink.

After drinking a glass of wine, Prince Ye let out a sigh of enjoyment.

Boss Jiang no longer chews peonies like a cow, but has learned to taste tea and chew them. After a while, he said, "Doesn't the young prince dislike coming to Kyoto?"

This is not a rumor.

Cao Jinse mentioned it once.

"Mr. Fang passed away, and my family and I came to pay our respects."

When saying this, Ye Tingxuan's tone was calm and no longer nonchalant.

Factions are factions, but in the overall situation, we must remain decent.

Jiang Chen nodded silently.

"I heard that Fang Jun is planning to join the army."

It didn't last for more than a few seconds before his true form was exposed. A playful smile appeared on Ye Tingxuan's handsome face, which gave him a kind of... the legendary evil and crazy feeling.

"And he had the audacity to run to Sichuan. The Sichuan Army is notoriously ruthless. Isn't he afraid of being beaten to death? Brother Jiang, do you think he will run back crying in a few months?"

"There is a saying that goes 'You must face death before you can survive'. He should understand that there is no one who can pamper him without limits now."

Ye Tingxuan looked thoughtful, nodded silently, and then sighed.

"I still respect Mr. Fang. I hope Fang Jun doesn't tarnish his reputation."

The two clinked their glasses again.

All the grudges, love and hatred are just a joke.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wan said that Miss Yuan is coming to toast you."

The foreman went upstairs to report.

"Do you want to avoid it?"

Jiang Chen asked Ye Tingxuan.

The young prince sneered, "Why should I avoid you? Not to mention Miss Yuan, even if Yuan Bingshan was here, he would avoid me."

Jiang Chen made no comment.

"Brother Jiang, please ask Yuan Xiaoniu to come up."

Since others said so, he would definitely not have any other opinions and nodded to the foreman.

After a while, Yuan Run ran upstairs in high spirits.

Ok.

It's trotting.

She really doesn't have any of the baggage of a lady from a noble family.

When she saw Ye Tingxuan, she slowed down her pace and then her expression changed.

"The surname Ye, it's you!"

Jiang Chen pretended he didn't hear anything.

Who just said that he is an old acquaintance of that person?

This doesn't look like good friends at all.

"Haha, Yuan Run, what a coincidence, I came here to have a drink with Brother Jiang, and I happened to see you celebrating your birthday here. Are you in your twenties?"

The little prince is still the same little prince, without any embarrassment.

"none of your business!"

Jiang Chen actually knew that this tiger girl from the Yuan family was only chubby and cute on the surface, with two fangs, and was not actually a good girl at all. But at least she would always pretend in front of him. But now, she didn't even bother to act.

"Ye Tingxuan, are you really a little bit mentally ill? Look at the way you are dressed, you look like a monkey trainer. You wouldn't be like this in your two Guangdong provinces, would you?"

Where is the energy of cheering just now?

Are you turning your back on me now?

Boss Jiang was standing upstairs and had more or less noticed something. Could it be that she didn't recognize him at all just now?

"Yuan Run, stop being so disrespectful. Is this what your brother taught you?"

Young Prince Ye actually acted mature and prudent.

Boss Jiang, who was trying hard to control his expression, has already started to regret it.

Why are you asking the other party to avoid it?

It was obviously he who should have avoided it.

"Hey, you know my brother is not here, so you act so arrogantly. Tell me what my brother taught me. If my brother were here, I would ask him to beat you to death!"

Yuan Run bared his teeth, revealing his two fangs again.

"hehe!"

Ye Tingxuan was not willing to be outdone. After a disdainful smile, he began to roll up his sleeves. However, the sequined suit he was imitating Michael Jackson was too tight and he couldn't roll it up. But it was harmless, and the action language was enough to express his feelings.

"Call your brother over now and see who will beat who."

"cut!"

Yuan Run didn't give him any face at all, "Don't give me that, you know my brother can't come, otherwise how dare you be so arrogant? You have the guts to wait until my brother is on vacation..."

"How much face does he have that I'm still waiting for him?"

Ye Tingxuan interrupted directly, "If you have the guts, let him go to Liangyue. Do you think I will let him go vertically and be sent back horizontally?"

"Ye Tingxuan, you are such a scoundrel. No, you are a rat. You are worthy of being a rat. You only know how to hide in your own rat hole!"

Tsk.

He even knows his zodiac sign.

It seems that they are really familiar with each other.

If you are not familiar with each other, it is impossible to argue so directly.

Seeing that Ye Tingxuan was going to fight back, Jiang Chen finally couldn't hide anymore. If he continued to pretend to be invisible, these two would probably keep scolding him until dawn.

"Today is a rare day, young prince, Miss Yuan, please be less talkative. It's not like we won't have the chance to meet again in the future."

"..."

"..."

What a good peacemaker.

The two of them immediately stopped talking and were a little speechless.

Ye Tingxuan said nothing and drank in silence.

"Miss Yuan, come and sit down."

Jiang Chen stood up and greeted him.

Yuan Run finally gave him face and walked over, but he deliberately moved his chair away from Ye Tingxuan.

"Brother Jiang Chen, you don't dare to let him perform such a bad show. Wouldn't this ruin the reputation of the Afang Palace?"

"I'm performing for free, so what? If you don't like it, you don't have to watch it. Why don't you leave?"

"The lights are off, I can't even see the road, how am I supposed to walk? If I fall, you have to pay for it!"

It started again.

It started again and again.

"Why should I pay? Yuan, you want to blackmail me, right? If so, just say so."

"I'm going to blackmail you! Your pockets are always cleaner than your face. Shopping on Pinxixi is like shopping on SKP. Northwest Wind will have to open a VIP channel for you if it sees you!"

“What is Pinxixi?”

Ye Tingxuan asked with a frown.

"puff."

Jiang Chen couldn't help it after all. He pinched his thigh, quickly adjusted his expression, picked up the wine glass, and stopped trying to persuade her in vain.

"You continue." (End of this chapter)