My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Lee Jingjing had an innocent personality, so when she heard everyone praise Jiang Shuo, she just said a few good words along with the crowd. These few sentences made Jiang Shuo feel like he was sitting on clouds. He directly felt that Lee Jingjing actually wanted to get closer to him to gain some benefits. He could not help but feel pleased with himself.    

    

How could a servant of a small company compare with an influential family like him? Jiang Shuo felt that he was overthinking and did not need to oppress Yang Chen.    

    

The more it got to this point, the more Jiang Shuo felt that he needed to be mature and steady. He wanted to show his courtesy, so he immediately told everyone, "Everyone, take a seat. I, Jiang, will spend all the expenses for today. No need to be polite."    

    

When he saw Lee Jingjing, Jiang Shuo smiled gently and said, "Jingjing, you might not be familiar with this place, why don't you sit beside me? I'll tell you everything and you'll definitely have a good time today."    

    

"Huh?" Lee Jingjing quickly waved her hand and smiled. "There's no need for that. Director Jiang, just enjoy yourself. I don't know anything about singing or dancing. I'll just sit beside Brother Yang and watch."    

    

Jiang Shuo's hopes failed, and he suddenly felt a bit annoyed. But since Lee Jingjing was still shy and a young chick, he pretended to be generous and smiled, "Alright then, just sit beside Mr. Yang. If you need anything, just say it, no need to be polite."    

    

"You're welcome. Of course you're welcome. If you're polite to Group Leader Jiang, wouldn't that mean you don't respect Group Leader Jiang?" Yang Chen chuckled and said, "Why don't we all have a few bottles of red wine to liven things up? Let's just sing to our heart's content."    

    

Jiang Shuo cursed under his breath and thought that the bumpkin only knew how to take advantage of others. Of course, he didn't care about a few bottles of red wine. He casually waved his hand and smiled, "Of course. You can order a few bottles of whatever red wine Mr. Yang wants."    

    

The teachers sitting around the table were also in high spirits. Although they had plenty of money, the more wine they could drink, the better.    

    

Then, he immediately went out to get a waiter. After saying a few words, he immediately went back to his seat and sat down next to Lee Jingjing, smiling, "Group Leader Jiang is indeed a big shot. I've ordered five bottles of red wine, I don't know if that's enough."    

    

Five bottles? Jiang Shuo sneered in his heart, "Mr. Yang is too kind. Five bottles won't be enough for so many people. I'll just ask for a few more bottles then."    

    

Heaven State's waiter's efficiency was still very high. After a few words, a bucket of frozen red wine was sent in. Everyone looked at the five bottles of red wine in the bucket and immediately became stupefied!    

    

Five bottles of French Caster red wine from 1998! Anyone who knew a bit of this red wine would understand that the French Bordeaux brand, and one of the best of the best in it, plus over ten years of aging, was worth more than a thousand gold coins!    

    

Of course, Jiang Shuo was very clear about the price of these bottles of wine. He never thought that Yang Chen would order this kind of red wine.    

    

Jiang Shuo felt like vomiting blood as he saw five to six thousand yuan fly out of his pocket.    

    

"It's really all thanks to Department Head Jiang. I don't even dare to think about alcohol like this everyday." A few of the more quick-witted teachers also saw through Yang Chen's intention. While secretly sneering at him, they also cooperated and said good words.    

    

Jiang Shuo waved his hand with a stiff smile and said, "It's nothing, it's good as long as everyone is happy."    

    

His originally cheerful mood was now as irritable as a small island under a storm. Jiang Shuo secretly sized up Yang Chen who was happily chatting with a few teachers and thought that he should find a chance to punish this fellow who didn't know how to appreciate favors.    

    

The teachers in the room did not pay much attention to them as they had already started playing high and low. Each of them took turns to sing out loud, completely lacking the steadiness of a teacher. It was unknown if their students would be greatly taken aback if they saw his current appearance.    

    

Lee Jingjing quietly sat on the sofa and listened, occasionally eating a piece of fruit. Her calm expression had a faint smile, but she did not participate in the singing.    

    

Seeing that Lee Jingjing was focused on listening to someone sing, Jiang Shuo immediately had an idea. He took over the microphone and said, "Today is a welcome party for our Teacher Lee Jingjing. As the leader, I will sing a song for Jingjing to express my sincere feelings right now …"    

    

The teachers all knew what Jiang Shuo thought of Lee Jingjing, so they all cheered and applauded.    

    

Lee Jingjing didn't know what to do. She looked at Yang Chen nervously. Seeing that Yang Chen didn't have any reaction, she relaxed a little.    

    

At this moment, Jiang Shuo was already filled with deep affection. He ordered a song and said, "I will sing it, 'Absolute Infatuation', as a gift to Miss Lee Jingjing."    

    

Honestly speaking, Department Head Jiang's voice was still quite good. Although a few high-pitched voices didn't appear, once Li Shengjie's "Absolute Infatuation" was sung, it was actually quite emotional. He had probably sung it at least seven to eight hundred times. If an ordinary girl were to hear this, she would definitely be moved.    

    

All the teachers clapped loudly. Lee Jingjing also joined in the applause and gave her thanks.    

    

Jiang Shuo was quite pleased with himself, but he suddenly realized that Liu Tie wasn't clapping. Instead, he was pouring wine for himself nonstop. He couldn't help but feel angry again. He laughed strangely and said: "Mr. Yang hasn't sung since just now. I wonder if you can sing a poem to fill everyone's ears?"    

    

"Ugh …" Yang Chen frowned and put down his wine cup. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't think so. I don't really know how to sing."    

    

"How can that be? Everyone's singing. The better the better, the worse the better. Everyone is participating." Jiang Shuo felt that he finally had a chance to embarrass Yang Chen. He immediately became hot and said, "Wait until Mr. Yang sings, then ask Jingjing to sing a song too, what do you guys think?"    

    

The teachers all spent Jiang Shuo's money on food and drinks and naturally agreed to his small request. They all joined in and shouted for Yang Chen and Lee Jingjing to sing.    

    

Although Lee Jingjing didn't dare to sing too much, she really wanted to hear Yang Chen's voice. After all, when a woman was infatuated with a certain man, she wanted to know everything about him.    

    

"Brother Yang, just sing one. It's okay if you don't sing well, let's all be happy." Lee Jingjing couldn't help but ask curiously.    

    

Yang Chen was helpless, he scratched his head and took the microphone, then stood up and said, "Actually, I just came back from abroad more than half a year ago, so I haven't heard much of the domestic pop songs. If you really want to sing, please let me choose a song from another country..."    

    

"Mr. Yang or the Return of the Sea?"    

    

"No way!" A true person does not reveal himself! "    

    

"Bullsh * t!"    

    

A few teachers immediately jeered. They obviously couldn't believe that the man in front of them was someone who was hiding the power of Returning to the Sea, or else how could he be a staff member of a small company!?    

    

Jiang Shuo felt that Yang Chen was trying to shirk his responsibilities and said smugly, "It's no big deal. Mr. Yang can choose a foreign language song. All of us present are English teachers, so we can understand."    

    

"Exactly!" The teachers were also interested.    

    

Yang Chen cleared his throat and chose a song to play on the computer. He smiled at the crowd and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not going to sing an English song. The next song I will sing for you is the Spanish song by Latin singer Enrique Iglesias, Quizas, translated into the national language. It should be, 'Perhaps' …"    

    

The soothing music with the strong Spanish charm permeated the room. Yang Chen's voice was a little hoarse as he started to play the song just in time …    

    

"..." Est á sperdiendoeltiempo, Pensando, pensando, Porloquem ástúquieras. Hastacu ándo? Hastacu ándo? Yasípasanlosdías. Yyo, desesperando... "    

    

Everyone on scene widened their eyes in disbelief, Jiang Shuo felt as if an egg was stuck in his throat.    

    

The melodious music matched with the somewhat unruly and unrestrained voice, a Spanish love song let everyone immerse in a wonderful and touching scene.    

    

The moment the music stopped, everyone except Jiang Shuo applauded hard. Lee Jingjing's eyes were moist and she revealed an intoxicated smile.    

    

Yang Chen was a bit embarrassed, he refused the teachers' strong request for him to sing another song and just said, "Singing is too tiring, so he refused to sing any more."    

    

This time, no one suspected that Yang Chen was afraid of making a fool of himself. After all, everyone was a foreign language teacher. They all knew that understanding a foreign language was not on the same level as singing a foreign language song. "Most of the time, it's just a test of a person's ability to speak a foreign language. You just have to see how good he is to listen to a song from a foreign language and you can tell what he's talking about.    

    

However, Jiang Shuo, who forced a smile on his face, was constantly cursing the women in Yang Chen's family. Unfortunately, he didn't know that even Yang Chen didn't know who they were.    

    

Since they started playing rather early and also had to go to school to teach classes the next day, the teachers decided to return home before ten o'clock.    

    

When they walked out, everyone's faces were red from the alcohol and their voices had become louder.    

    

Yang Chen and a few male teachers were chatting quite warmly. Just as they passed through a bend in the road, they caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the door of a room in front of them.    

    

Why was he here?    

    

Lee Jingjing, who had always been focusing on Yang Chen, noticed Yang Chen's frown and asked with concern, "What happened to Brother Yang?"    

    

"Oh." Yang Chen smiled at her, "It's nothing. I think I saw someone I know, but it should be my mistake."    

    

The group left Heaven State, and before they left, Jiang Shuo painfully paid the tens of thousands of expenses, and then walked towards the car park.    

    

Although Jiang Shuo had been depressed all night, he didn't forget his main purpose, so he quickly walked to Lee Jingjing's side and elegantly smiled, "Jingjing, how about I take you back? I bought a new car, and I can take you for a ride."    

    

Jiang Shuo pointed at a brand-new silver coloured Toyota Camry. It did look very pretty under the light of the street lamps.    

    

A few teachers were a little envious. "This car should be worth more than 200,000 RMB. The price of the oil is still expensive now, and Department Head Jiang even exchanged for a new car. Compared to people, it's more expensive than death." Although the teachers' wages weren't low, most of them only drove a few small cars, such as Ford, Bo Lai, and others that were worth a few hundred thousand yuan.    

    

Lee Jingjing smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Group Leader Jiang, I think I won't trouble you. I feel very bad for being able to receive you like this today." I think I'll take Brother Yang's car and go back. Brother Yang is also familiar with where my home is … "    

    

Jiang Shuo pretended to be curious and asked, "Oh? Mr. Yang also drove here? I thought it was a taxi, where's Mr. Yang's car? "    

    

Yang Chen burped. His stomach was filled with wine and fruits. Even though he had recovered his alcohol tolerance, he still felt uncomfortable. He was still thinking about the figure he saw just now. After hearing Jiang Shuo's question, he casually took out the BMW key from his pants pocket and pressed the unlock button.    

    

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw a white car emitting a white light parked in an inconspicuous position, and the blue and white propeller-shaped symbol on the car's head caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air.    

    

"Oh my god, isn't that M3!?" A teacher who had some knowledge of cars shouted with shining eyes, "This car is sold for 1.3 million RMB! "I used to watch the sons of some wealthy businessmen drive. I didn't expect Mr. Yang to drive this car, and it's even the latest model!"    

    

Although the other teachers weren't clear on what the model of the car represented, but since it was a BMW, they knew what grade it was.    

    

Jiang Shuo was also shocked as his face alternated between green and purple. No matter how dumb he was, he would never be so stupid as to think that the driver of the BMW M3 was just a normal employee. Although he was curious about Yang Chen's identity, at this moment, he only revealed a friendly and flattering smile, "Mr. Yang is indeed a true person. I, Jiang, have my eyes opened wide."    

    

Damn it! The rich had nothing better to do than to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers, what was there to pretend to be a small employee for!?    

    

"Department Head Jiang is the one who put in the effort." Yang Chen smiled and said, "I've had enough to drink today. Thanks for the hospitality. Goodbye." With that, he pulled Lee Jingjing's hand and walked back to the car.    

    

The teachers watched in envy as the white BMW started and drove away. They all felt like they were dreaming, and Yang Chen's background became the biggest mystery in their hearts.    

    

After Jiang Shuo got into the car, he started the engine and looked at the dazzling lights in the car. His initial fondness for the new car was gone. He slammed the steering wheel hard, and his refined face looked a bit sinister in the darkness …