spring bite mark

Chapter 184 A Happy Half-Day Trip

In the afternoon, Jiang Manman met with Mu Chan's first client at a music studio.

While waiting, the bodyguard brought the latest news about the Huo family:
"Madam, Mr. Huo owns two medium-sized supermarkets in Chongqing. His original plan was to meet with seafood suppliers this afternoon, but he changed his plans and boarded a plane to Guangxi ten minutes ago."

Jiang Manman nodded: "Let's meet the client first."

Ten minutes later, Ms. Lan, the customer, arrived.

"I didn't expect that Mu Chan's employees would not only be excellent in design, but also in appearance." Miss Lan stared at Jiang Manman for a while and couldn't help but sigh, "Miss Jiang's temperament is absolutely amazing. Her features are top-notch in the entertainment industry. Are you interested in joining the industry? I happen to know one or two agencies that can help you get in touch."

“I appreciate Miss Lan’s kindness, but I have no intention of getting involved in that circle.” Jiang Manman gestured to her bodyguard to open a custom-made case. “This is your custom-made dress. If it’s convenient, try it on now, and I’ll make the final adjustments for you.”

Miss Lan glanced at the two bodyguards behind Jiang Manman: "Change now?"

Jiang Manman gave the two bodyguards a look, and they respectfully left the studio and closed the door behind them.

"As an emerging music creator, Ms. Lan must be very busy. If you don't like changing at the studio, we can arrange another time and place. However, I don't have much time to stay in Chongqing, so I may not have time to accommodate you."

Miss Lan raised an eyebrow and looked at her for a while: "Of all the brands I've worked with, you're the most difficult one I've ever met. Fine, I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and there really isn't a more suitable time."

Ten minutes later, she put on the dress.

Miss Lan was very satisfied, looking at herself in the mirror from left to right: "Miss Jiang, your Mu Chan brand is indeed quite successful. I've worn several Chinese style brands, but yours is the most pleasing to the eye."

Jiang Manman said gently, "Then I hope there will be an opportunity to cooperate again in the future."

"Muchan is so popular now, many top-tier artists have placed orders, so a small musician like me has to take a backseat," Ms. Lan joked. "I hope Muchan will let me jump the queue because I'm a long-time customer."

Jiang Manman nodded: "No problem. The dress Miss Lan is wearing was personally designed by our chief designer Ayla. Miss Lan likes this design style, so I can let Ayla handle all your future orders."

Miss Lan personally poured her a drink: "Thank you, Miss Jiang! There will be a large-scale business exchange meeting in Chongqing next week. I will be wearing this dress on stage to perform. I will give Miss Jiang a few tickets later. If you are still in Chongqing at that time, you might as well come and support me."

They chatted for another half hour, made some minor adjustments to the dresses on the spot, and then walked out of the studio side by side.

"Miss Jiang, please go ahead." Miss Lan politely gestured for her to proceed.

Jiang Manman bid farewell in a gentle voice. The next moment, more than a dozen tall and aloof bodyguards emerged from around her and escorted her to a rose gold sports car.

Miss Lan stood there, watching the rose gold sports car drive away under the escort of several bodyguard cars, slightly taken aback.

Behind me, the assistant walked over and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! Aston Martin's brand new rose gold supercar, which is said to cost 60 million, has actually appeared in Chongqing..."

Miss Lan pondered: "This Miss Jiang is no ordinary person. Her car is secondary; she's always surrounded by bodyguards wherever she goes. She's definitely more than just the designer of Mu Chan."

After saying that, he didn't pay any more attention to Jiang Manman, and instead asked the assistant about something else:

What did Huo Yungui do today?

"What else can he do? He's always doing nothing productive." The assistant curled his lip. "Uncle Huo is away on a business trip this afternoon. I bet he's taken a few of his cronies to rip off his own supermarket again..."

“Give him a call and invite him to dinner.” The assistant was a little dissatisfied: “Miss, the Lan family is not a family that a small-time hoodlum like Huo Yungui can aspire to. Besides, he has already blocked you. There is really no need to keep hanging on to him.”

Miss Lan didn't take it seriously: "Just hit me when I tell you to. Why all the nonsense?"

Inside the sports car, the bodyguard was carefully testing the data of the new car that had been delivered an hour earlier, and casually asked Jiang Manman:

"Madam, where do we go next?"

Jiang Manman thought for a moment: "Hongkelai Supermarket".

That was Huo Mingcai's supermarket, with two stores in Chongqing. The bodyguard entered the address into the navigation app, then hesitated slightly.
"Madam, the one that's farther away might take two hours to drive, while the one that's closer only takes half an hour, but it involves crossing the Panlong Interchange in Chongqing, which is said to be so difficult for navigation systems to navigate."

Jiang Manman, recalling Yan Changye's words, "Each bodyguard is twelve points strong," felt confident and made a decisive decision:
"Take the closer one, drive slowly, and pay attention to the road signs."

At 11 p.m., when Yan Changye sent a video to Jiang Manman, Jiang Manman was still eating skewers at a roadside stall.

A dozen bodyguards set up two tables, the fiery colors on the tables paired with the refreshing beer, which made Yan Changye remain silent for a long time.

"Madam," he raised an eyebrow, "why do you look a little disheveled?"

"We stumbled into a really complicated overpass today." Jiang Manman was speechless. "We took the wrong turn and ended up having a half-day tour of Chongqing. We're now two hours' drive from our hotel, one in the south and one in the north. We're all really tired of walking, so let's have dinner and rest together."

Yan Changye paused for a moment: "The bodyguards I assigned to you include three retired race car drivers."

“The driver today was a race car driver. There are some signs on the Chongqing overpass that I haven’t seen in other cities, so he took the wrong turn.” Jiang Manman sighed. “By the way, just one overpass today has already deducted all 12 points from the race car driver’s license.”

Yan Changye: "...Is it really that outrageous? So, when will Madam be able to return to the hotel to rest?"

"There's a high chance we won't be able to go back." Jiang Manman slowly ate the skewers, which must have tasted very good. She couldn't help but eat a few more bites and continued to explain, "From where we are now, we have to go through two equally complicated interchanges to get to our hotel. We've lost all hope. There's also the Yudu International Hotel nearby, so I'll stay here tonight."

Yan Changye nodded and said, "That's a good idea."

"Today I was originally going to Huo..." Jiang Manman carefully chose her words, "...the supermarket opened by Huo Mingcai. Even if I don't get lost, it takes half an hour to get there, but I later heard from the locals that it only takes ten minutes to walk there."

Yan Changye didn't believe it: "You're just kidding."

“It’s true.” Jiang Manman suddenly felt like confiding, “Driving is a roundabout way, but walking is easy. Just take the underground light rail passage, enter from Exit 1, or you don’t even need to take the light rail. Just walk for ten minutes and exit from Exit 3. His supermarket is right next to it.”

Yan Changye looked at the annoyed Jiang Manman with a smile in his eyes: "It's so amazing. When I come to Chongqing, I'll show you how it works."

"I want to show you around. There are several other interesting places I want to take you to see." Jiang Manman pointed to the skewers. "The taste is amazing. If you're really looking for the chef at No. 1 Mansion in Chongqing, remember to find one who knows how to make authentic skewers."

Yan Changye teased, "I've taken you to eat a lot of delicious food from all over the years, but I never expected that Chongqing cuisine would become your favorite. What are the plans for tomorrow?"

“I’ll go to the supermarket in the morning, meet another client in the afternoon, and in the evening…” Jiang Manman paused for a moment, “I’ll visit Wang Ying at her place in the evening.”

Yan Changye sighed meaningfully, "Waiting for Madam's good news."

(End of this chapter)