I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Undress?
Dance?

Why did it fast forward to an 18+ movie?
It's important to know that China has extremely strict censorship rules for film and television works; anything below the neck is a forbidden zone...

Oh.

Excuse me.

This is Tokyo.

That's fine.

Boss Jiang was calm and composed, and arrogant, but often the more aggressive a person is, the more cowardly they are.

Try it if you don't believe me.

If this Aunt Yuan Xuexu were to actually loosen her belt, she would definitely be the one unable to keep up with the scene and become Boss Jiang.

The problem is...

She's not the kind of actress who has very few lines and is all action scenes in the whole film. How could she accept being suddenly asked to do a striptease?

Do you know how to write the word "respect"?

The truly courageous are those who remain calm in the face of sudden adversity and do not become angry when wronged without cause. Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, unconsciously raising his opinion of this aunt.

No wonder she was chosen by that devil.

"Tsk."

He gave a wry smile, feigning disdain, "Respect is a prerequisite. Do you think you have that right?"

He picked up his teacup, drank it all in one gulp, then held out the empty cup, giving it a haughty look.
"Pour the tea."

The other party ignored them and remained unmoved.

If this were a normal social occasion, there would be no doubt that Mr. Jiang's performance was terrible, and his first impression would be extremely negative.

But should we care about the actor's gaze?

Boss Jiang is not an arrogant person. He is quite polite to other elders, such as Pei Yunxi's parents and even Luo Li'er's parents.

Again.

There is a difference between closeness and distance.

If a person is polite to everyone, that is not good manners, but utter hypocrisy.

"Can't you hear me?"

The cup tapped heavily on the table. "Pour the tea."

They still ignored it.

Not dancing was tolerable, since he was just a "talkative guy," but not even being able to fulfill such a simple request as pouring tea made Boss Jiang quite unhappy.

He held the teacup between two fingers, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "It seems you really don't understand your master. If you're obedient, I might put in a good word for you later."

"I should know her better than you do."

The other party finally responded, stating, "She is not my master."

Yo ho.

That’s quite interesting.

This sentence is probably not just from the script.

Could it be.

Is it really someone with connections?

As he ran his fingers along the grain of the teacup, Mr. Jiang's expression softened, and he asked calmly, "What is your relationship with her?"

"Personal question, I cannot answer."

Not long ago, Mr. Jiang, who had said the same thing, couldn't help but laugh. Seeing the other person pick up a teacup, Mr. Jiang, whose cup was empty and who had no one to serve him, sat up straight, reached out and snatched the teacup away, spilling tea and wetting the other person's sleeve.

"If I ask you a question, you answer it."

Drinking it was out of the question. He wasn't a severe germaphobe, but even a normal person wouldn't drink someone else's saliva. Jiang Chen held the cup, his domineering manner utterly outrageous.
"Don't try to test my patience; it won't do you any good."

"boom."

The valuable purple clay cup suddenly shattered as the words were spoken.

Seemingly not having controlled his strength, Boss Jiang casually shook the water off his hands, letting the fragments fall to the ground and shatter even more.

He was no match for the Taoist nun.

But he's more than capable of handling a widow.

Shame?

how come.

This is a widow from Japan.

With this prefix added, Boss Jiang's actions are clearly of paramount importance—

"Don't test my patience."

Mr. Jiang had already done everything he could, but the other party remained defiant and showed no intention of backing down, even going so far as to confront him head-on.

Jiang Chen, who was being threatened instead, couldn't help but laugh.

Even if someone has connections, they shouldn't be this arrogant, right?

He's not just the male lead, he's also the producer and executive producer.

What was that word again? It's utterly upside down!

"Testing your patience?"

Do you know what it feels like when a little white rabbit bares its teeth at a majestic lion?

Mr. Jiang must have had a similar experience at this point.

His demeanor became increasingly unrestrained, his gaze like an X-ray, scanning people recklessly, as if he could even penetrate their tight kimonos.

"I've taken on the challenge, so what can you do about it?"

As you can see, beneath the traditional black and white kimono, there are unidentified objects undulating like a restless volcano. Boss Jiang is not only a gentleman who never forgets to tip, but he is also quite adept at playing the role of a scoundrel, successfully breaking down the other party's not-so-weak defenses.

"as you wish."

"Cua!"

The shoji door behind them suddenly opened following Gen Yukio's indifferent words.

Jiang Chen turned around.

I spotted the girl who was there to pick him up at the airport.

what do you say that is?

Correct.

The cranes have returned.

Dressed in black with a cinched waist, blocking out the light, she actually created a certain amount of psychological pressure standing at the door.

"what?"

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere is already this heated, why ask such a stupid question?
He Gui, who had accepted his tip, turned his back on him. Perhaps because he had been away from home for too long, his face was as cold as basalt in the Alps.

I knew there must be surveillance equipment!

Otherwise, how could they react so quickly?

"Are you afraid of death?"

After He Gui entered the house, Yuan Xuexu's tone quickly returned to calm.

Women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with.

The ancients never lied to me.

Not to mention older women.

Boss Jiang, who had just reminded the other party to be mindful of their situation, must have now figured out his own predicament.

I thought I could finally relax here, but who knew I'd run into the Candle Shadow and Axe Sound?

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

same?

The safest place can also be the most dangerous place.

The truly courageous are those who remain calm even when faced with sudden danger...

If an aunt can do it, how much more so Mr. Jiang?

After a brief silence, he calmly withdrew his gaze, leaving his back exposed to the ungrateful He Gui.

"Just her?"

Admittedly, the curve of Boss Jiang's lips at this moment was quite handsome. If he were to calmly sip some tea, the feeling would be even more impressive. Unfortunately, his cup was empty; he couldn't just force himself to look cool when there was none.

This woman, who seemed to be more than just an actress, remained calm and composed, straightening her sleeves that were splashed with tea.
"Because of her."

So confident.

He must be a master.

However, no matter how skilled a master is, they can only be defeated with a single strike by the Taoist nun.

Where is the Taoist nun?
They've gone to have their meal.

no doubt.

This was a setup.

"call--"

Mr. Jiang let out a soft sigh.

A wise man will make a mistake every time he thinks.

I thought that with that monstrous ability, this family was already under her control, but it seems I was mistaken.

What to do when you've been lured into a trap?
Boss Jiang showed no arrogance; rather than confronting the assassins behind him head-on, he chose a safer approach.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

This auntie, who seems to know a thing or two, was only half a meter away from him.

Just as Boss Jiang decided to save himself, subtly pressing his hand against the table, preparing to overturn it, a familiar voice burst in from behind at the last second.

"Mr. Jiang—" (End of Chapter)