Jiang Yingxue walked out of the office wearing a black form-fitting sports tracksuit. The top was a zippered style, and the pants were decorated with white stripes along the sides, wrapping her figure tightly.
Even so, it could not hide her tall and curvaceous physique.
She took the white baseball cap off the top of Chen Yuhe’s head and casually pulled it onto her own. Her silver hair fell from the edges of the brim, looking cool and sharp.
“Originally, this Club Dinner wasn’t supposed to be just a few of us, but I asked the others, and they’re all busy with things and really couldn’t make it.”
“Besides, the purpose of this dinner isn’t for script discussions or anything like that. It’s just to eat, drink, and relax, and while we’re at it, improve the relationships between the members.”
Chen Yuhe pumped her fist and jumped up.
“Oh! Awesome! Long live Club Leader Jiang!”
Jiang Yingxue arched an eyebrow.
“Chen Yuhe, are you really that happy? This isn’t the first time you’ve participated in a Club Dinner. The ones who should be happy are Ye Zhou and Su Zhihan, right?”
Ye Zhou and Su Zhihan smiled at the same time and nodded.
“Ah, haha… to be honest, it really is my first time participating in a Club Dinner.”
“Yeah, I’m the same as Ye Zhou.”
“Isn’t that different, though? Didn’t you say you were going to treat everyone to top-tier Wagyu tonight? Like Kobe Wagyu?”
Chen Yuhe instinctively glanced at Ye Zhou in the distance before quickly retracting her gaze, pretending as if nothing was wrong.
With her sensitive mind, Jiang Yingxue noticed something was off immediately.
She narrowed her eyes. Could it be that Chen Yuhe… maybe she had seen it wrong.
“Hehehe… Chen Yuhe, you must be joking with me, right? If I treated you to Kobe Wagyu, wouldn’t you eat me into bankruptcy?”
The corner of Jiang Yingxue’s eye couldn’t help but twitch. She pinched Chen Yuhe’s cheeks with both hands, tugging them left and right.
“But then again, it’s not impossible. If you don’t finish it and there’s a lot left over, I’ll definitely find a bamboo tube, cut a hole in it, and keep stuffing it into your mouth.”
Lin Shulan was reclining on the sofa, bored out of her mind while scrolling through short videos on her phone, and nodded in agreement.
“She’s so loud and rowdy every single day, it’s annoying enough. You should have done that long ago.”
Chen Yuhe’s speech became muffled: “Hey, that sounds great…”
Su Zhihan asked tentatively: “Um, may I ask if it is really okay to eat Kobe Wagyu for a Club Dinner?”
As soon as she said this, Chen Yuhe burst into laughter.
“How could the Senior Student’s words be fake? Just hurry up and say thank you to the Club Leader Jiang.”
Su Zhihan actually walked straight up to Jiang Yingxue and gave a deep, thirty-degree bow, showing full sincerity.
“Thank you! Club Leader Jiang, for treating us to Kobe Wagyu.”
Chen Yuhe’s laughter grew even louder: “Puhaha… Junior Zhihan, I couldn’t tell before, but you’re really good at causing trouble.”
Jiang Yingxue froze for a moment, and the strength in her hands increased.
“Hehehe… is it very funny? Chen Yuhe, are you tired of living?”
“Puhaha… it’s super funny, ha…”
“Lin Shulan, go take that feather duster hanging on the wall down. I’m going to take her boots off right now.”
“Wait a minute! You’ve got it all wrong, Club Leader Jiang! Actually, it’s not funny at all, seriously, pfft—“
“…”
Right then, Ye Zhou stood up and gave a light cough to get everyone’s attention.
“Everyone, please look at me. I’m announcing something. I’m a stu—… gah! No…”
His brain hadn’t kept up with the rhythm of his mouth, and he almost spoke without thinking.
However, they still stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes toward him, some with curiosity and some with confusion.
“Sorry, Club Leader Jiang, I might not be able to go to the Club Dinner because I have my own things to take care of.”
Jiang Yingxue frowned. “Then what business do you have? Or rather, what’s your reason for not participating?”
Ye Zhou scratched his head and smiled. “As you know, I’m currently working a part-time job writing novels. I haven’t even started writing today’s two chapters yet.”
“As for saved drafts? I’m the type of person who doesn’t keep drafts.”
“What kind of proper author would not actually have any saved drafts?”
“I only know the plot an hour before the readers do.”
Chen Yuhe’s eyes lit up as she pulled out her phone.
“Oh! So the Junior Student is writing novels! what kind of novel are you writing? Can I see it? I’ll give you a tip.”
Ye Zhou’s mouth twisted. “Ah, haha… I’m just a failing author. The only reason I don’t stop updating is just to get the monthly attendance bonus.”
He really wanted to say that instead of tipping on the platform, she should just give the tip to him privately.
Of course, that was just a joke in his head.
“Would your pen name be Yiye Guzhou? Let me try searching.”
Ye Zhou felt a cold sweat. Good grief, this Senior Student Chen really isn’t as simple as she looks on the surface, right? She actually managed to stumble onto the truth.
“Well, being busy with your own part-time job is indeed a reason to not attend the Club Dinner.”
Jiang Yingxue nodded and suggested, “How about this? We’ll be fair and just. Let’s do a show of hands for a vote.”
“Those who think Ye Zhou should not go to the Club Dinner, please raise your hand.”
Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about what being fair and just means?
Ye Zhou’s eye twitched as he raised his hand.
Unsurprisingly, he was the only one.
Jiang Yingxue spoke again:
“Those who think Ye Zhou should go to the Club Dinner, please raise your hand.”
Chen Yuhe was the first to lead.
“A Club Dinner needs a lot of people to be lively. The Junior Student definitely has to go.”
“Lin Shulan, don’t abstain. Hurry up and vote…”
Lin Shulan was beyond speechless.
“So annoying. Chen Yuhe, having me or not doesn’t change anything at this point.”
***
The group soon arrived at the Campus Parking Lot.
“Ye Zhou, I assume you know how to drive?”
“Well, I’ve had my driver’s license for a while now. Although I can’t afford to buy a car yet, I’ve driven the car at home quite a few times.”
“Fine, then you drive. There are five of us in total, so one car is just right.”
Ye Zhou looked at the BMW 3 Series keys in his hand and was stunned for a moment.
“Uh… if my skills are poor and I scrape your precious car, what should I do?”
Jiang Yingxue crossed her arms, her tone neither hot nor cold.
“Then what do you think you should do? Why ask when you already know…”
Ye Zhou buckled his seatbelt. Holding the steering wheel with both hands, he didn’t start the car immediately, but turned his head to look at them.
“I want to ask for this Club Dinner, you guys shouldn’t be drinking, right?”
Jiang Yingxue looked at Ye Zhou as if she were looking at a complete idiot.
“Why else would I ask you to drive if we weren’t drinking?”
Chen Yuhe nodded in agreement. “Exactly! Can you even call it a dinner party if you don’t drink?”
“But Junior Student, you can’t drink, okay? If we get drunk and run into bad guys, you have to be the one to protect us!”
Su Zhihan was hesitant:
“I can only drink a little bit…”
Lin Shulan slowly rolled down the car window, a stick of Nicotine held between her purple lips, though she didn’t light it.
It seemed Jiang Yingxue had said that no smell of smoke was allowed in her car.
“Even though I really want to drink, I’m not feeling well, so please do as you please.”
Ye Zhou nodded.
“Please let me ask one more thing.”
“I hope none of you have any strange habits when you’re drunk?”
“Don’t worry, no one here turns into a mean drunk, okay?”
Jiang Yingxue turned her head away, her tone clearly becoming impatient.
Ye Zhou quickly gripped the steering wheel, stepped lightly on the gas, and with a slight turn of his wrist, the car slid steadily out of the parking space.
“Okay…”