Chapter 621: That's the flavor!

At this moment, another voice joined the conversation.

"Young Master Shi, I heard he's so capable because behind him there's a team, and the team is full of top‑notch financial experts and programmers who help him operate."

"Moreover, I heard his personal wealth is enough to rival the treasuries of some small countries!"

"No way, that's too exaggerated—does he even have any interest in our fund?"

Shi Che's steps halted, he turned and swept a glance over them, then waved his hand speechlessly: "Can't you stop guessing wildly? If the royal folks hear this, nobody will end well."

"I heard You likes to keep snow leopards, lives on a private island in M Guo, leading a secluded life."

"I also heard he anonymously donates a substantial amount to charities every month, but he never accepts any interviews or public recognition."

"Really? That low‑key? Then what's he after?"

Shi Che could barely keep a straight face: "Just nonsense, you guys should stop reading those marketing accounts."

The man with his back to the head also took the chance to clarify: "Exactly, he's just low‑key, not a recluse, not unfriendly! Your rumors are all made up like novels."

"Besides, he doesn't stay on private islands wherever he goes—he's not that kind of person, so stop slapping those random labels on him."

That person pressed on: "So what's he actually here for this time? There must be a purpose."

Shi Che's smile faded slightly: "I'm not sure, but if you want to jump into this fray, you'd better weigh whether you're qualified… that person isn't someone just anyone can see."

"Do as you like, I'm going to see him—put the bill on my tab."

Shi Che pulled the man with his back to the head and turned to leave; for a moment, no one asked further.

Someone far off muttered: "The point is, why did he come?"

"You guys think, should I go stake out to see what You looks like? Even a glance would be worth it."

"You wanna get tossed out by Young Master Shi's bodyguard? But if I could see him, I'd pay five million."

"You're dreaming—if you snap a pic of him, Young Master Shi won't let you off the hook first."

"Alright, alright, stop spreading it—no idea if the big shot will show up today."

"…"

The address You gave is a half‑hour journey from here.

After Shi Che got in the car, he lowered his head to adjust his collar, looked at his outfit and felt it wasn't formal enough, so he pulled out a dark gray coat kept in the car, put it on, and tidied his hair in the car mirror.

It was perfect; he hoped his godfather would soon formally acknowledge him as a filial son.

The man with his back to the head and his two friends followed behind Shi Che's car, feeling quite nervous.

Jiang Liangjin was still in the car when Shi Che sent a message: "【Godfather, I've arrived—where are you? You should have my info. Do we need a code sign when we meet? How about we bump fists? What should we drink?】"

Jiang Liangjin knows what Shi Che looks like, but the other party doesn't know what You looks like.

You: "【.】"

You: "【On the way, ten minutes】"

Shi Che: "【Received, my booked private room is number one; two of my people are stationed at the door, godfather you can just come in】"

Nine minutes later, Jiang Liangjin stepped in right on time, with a bodyguard on each side.

The man with his back to the head and his two friends were still discussing You's identity at the door, only realizing it when he went inside.

"Who is that person?"

"Is that You? Why does he still have pink hair?"

"He's so pale, wearing a mask—mysterious vibe hits instantly; this aura must be that big shot!"

"He's kind of handsome—what's up with that?"

The man with his back to the head approached the bodyguard Jiang Liangjin brought and started to buddy up: "Brother…"

At the instant the door opened, Shi Che quickly ran through his prepared lines in his mind while still taking deep breaths.

After Jiang Liangjin entered and walked up close, he slightly turned his face, the brim of his cap pressed low, making his features hardly visible, and said, "Shi Che."

Shi Che sat in the private room, his heart pounding like a drum, his palms a little sweaty; seeing a man with a strong aura enter the room, his skin so pale, his mind went blank.

He jerked upright, stared wide‑eyed, and asked, "Who are you?"

Jiang Liangjin uttered without emotion: "One."

Having received the confirmation, Shi Che's shoulders didn't relax.

He leaned forward, still dazed, and said, "Godfather, how come you feel so young?"

Jiang Liangjin hummed, sat down in the middle, and said, "Sit."

As he spoke, he slightly lifted his cap brim, revealing a pair of brown eyes devoid of much emotion.

Shi Che met his gaze and also noticed his hair color.

"…"

A few seconds later, his expression gradually turned into an extremely complicated situation.

He had actually thought on the way that his godfather might be a bit younger than he imagined.

But the person before him, he felt like, maybe, perhaps, probably, had seen him many times.

At the Nan Feng school gate, at the charity banquet, and also with Mu Xin and Mu Xianyan…

Isn't that the Jiang family member he'd seen before, who at a young age took over the inheritance of two major families?

What's more, he's five years younger than him!! A minor, basically a kid.

Shi Che felt he needed some distance to digest this fact; when he spoke again, he used Z Country Language, his voice a bit hoarse: "Jiang Director?"

Jiang Liangjin had anticipated his reaction, pulled his cap brim all the way down, and said, "Hmm."

Shi Che could no longer stand still, began to half‑circle around him, and asked, "Are you really You?"

Jiang Liangjin pulled his mask down a bit, revealing an authoritative face, and replied impatiently, "Otherwise? Could I be your long‑lost biological father?"

That's the flavor!

Shi Che took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and reorganized his words: "I… I didn't mean that… Godfather, sigh… I mean, you look so young, I never expected that…"

He was stuck, unable to think of a suitable word no matter how hard he tried; his mind was full of the messages he had previously sent to this "godfather."

Jiang Liangjin gave him a sideways glance, "How old do you think I am?"

Shi Che opened his mouth, swallowed the words "I thought you were at least thirty," and said, "Not that old either."

He was afraid to say it out loud for fear of getting beaten.

Jiang Liangjin couldn't be bothered to expose him, got straight to the point: "Let's talk business—did you trace the source of those sniped funds?"

Actually, he doesn't really want to handle this; he got to know Shi Che just to find someone to do work for him and sit back collecting money, and nothing major has happened in these years.

If it weren't for the sudden, suspicious turn of this fund-sniping incident, which faintly shows a trend of spreading out of control, he wouldn't have come here for fear of dragging in the people around him.

Mainly, it's because his fiancée agreed to come here.