Flint Red

Chapter 680 - 372: Calling In Reinforcements Remotely

Chapter 680: Chapter 372: Calling In Reinforcements Remotely


As the zipper was pulled open, the red bills, mixed with the scent of ink, drifted into the sea breeze.


He casually grabbed a stack of bills and slapped it down next to the ice bucket, the crisp sound of the seal breaking made the four girls straighten their backs simultaneously.


"Let’s play something exciting,"


Jiang Wenlong pulled out a coin, "Can you play heads or tails?"


The coin suddenly flipped into the air, and just before it was about to fall into a champagne glass, he caught it with a reverse hand, "Whoever guesses right takes five bills from my hand."


"Heads!" The short-haired girl in the fluorescent bikini eagerly spoke up.


"Don’t rush, I haven’t mentioned the punishment," Jiang Wenlong pressed on the bills, "The one who guesses wrong has to leave a lipstick mark on our Chairman Chen, the trickier the spot, the prize doubles — if you can place it where we can’t see..."


He pulled out another stack, "Directly ten thousand."


"Great! I’m in!"


"I’m in too!"


Faced with the enthusiasm of the four tall beauties, Chen Cheng raised his eyebrows; he knew this was just a little game Jiang Wenlong prepared to thank him for stepping in earlier.


But his eyes couldn’t help wandering towards Wen Shulin.


If she weren’t there, Chen Cheng could play along with the act, no problem.


But that cold gaze made him somewhat uneasy.


"Chairman Wen, do you think this little game will work?"


Wen Shulin leisurely picked up her glass, "Why not add another rule."


"What rule?"


"Whoever can make Mr. Chen take off his watch, I will personally add ten thousand more."


The generous reward made all the girls eager to try, Jiang Wenlong laughed heartily, "Chairman Wen is generous! That’s settled then!"


While Chen Cheng looked at the Daytona on his wrist.


This watch was given to him by Wen Shulin when she was in Shanghai, and now that Wen Shulin said so, he understood her meaning.


"Come on, let’s play!" Chen Cheng said.


Jiang Wenlong laughed loudly, "First time, heads or tails?"


The short-haired girl spoke first: "Heads!"


The other three girls also placed their bets, two chose heads, one chose tails.


Jiang Wenlong didn’t keep them in suspense, directly revealing the coin—heads.


The short-haired girl and another girl cheered joyfully, each taking five red bills from Jiang Wenlong’s hand.


The two girls who lost looked at each other, then turned their gaze towards Chen Cheng.


Wen Shulin watched with keen interest on the side, a barely noticeable smile on her lips.


She knew, although Chen Cheng appeared dashing on the outside, he was actually principled.


In such a situation, he certainly wouldn’t let these girls succeed easily.


Sure enough, Chen Cheng just smiled and said, "A bet is a bet, but I don’t like the smell of strong perfume."


He pointed to his cheek, "Just here, a gentle touch will do."


The two girls were slightly disappointed, but they still did as told.


One girl lightly left a lipstick mark on Chen Cheng’s left cheek, while the other did the same on his right cheek.


Afterwards, the two of them eagerly looked at the pile of red bills.


Clearly, kissing the face didn’t earn much money.


"Our Chairman Chen isn’t that easy to compromise!"


Jiang Wenlong tossed the coin again, this time only the short-haired girl got it right.


She excitedly grabbed the five bills Jiang Wenlong handed over.


Seeing the "simple task" yielding no money, the three losing girls pinned all their hopes on Wen Shulin’s added "take off the watch" challenge.


The cow-print bikini girl made the first move.


She walked over to Chen Cheng, deliberately leaning her body close to his, one hand seemingly unintentionally stroking Chen Cheng’s arm, her eyes fixed on the Daytona on his wrist.


"Chairman Chen, your watch looks so nice," she cooed, "What brand is it? Can I take a closer look?"


Chen Cheng didn’t hide it, generously showing it off, "Rolex, have you seen enough?"


"Not yet, not yet!" the girl said, "If only you could take it off and let me see it, it’d be even better."


"Hey, you’re thinking too much," Chen Cheng laughed, "Chairman Wen’s ten thousand is not so easy to get."


Wen Shulin watched the scene, taking a light sip of wine.


The cow-print girl, seeing that tactic fail, leaned half her body onto Chen Cheng, "Boss~ It’s not easy for me either~ Have a heart, let me earn a little extra money~"


"Extra money? It’s on the table; you have to rely on your own skills."


Seeing her act of begging didn’t work, the cow-print girl changed her approach.


She shifted and nestled into Chen Cheng’s embrace, arms around his neck, her gaze teasing.


"Chairman Chen, your watch really matches your aura," she said coquettishly, "I wonder what it feels like on your wrist? Can you let me try it?"


Chen Cheng smiled slightly, saying, "You’d know how it feels on my wrist if you’d just try it."


"Really?"


The cow-print girl felt a hint of joy in her heart.


But just as she reached out, the watch wasn’t on, but her hand was held behind her by Chen Cheng, immobilizing her.


"Greedy ones don’t get rewards."


"Chairman Chen~" the girl twisted.


Chen Cheng chuckled, "Alright, alright."


He pointed to the other three girls, "Whoever can make Chairman Jiang drink this glass of wine, I’ll pay Chairman Wen’s ten thousand."


The three girls heard this and all turned their gaze to Jiang Wenlong.


Getting him to drink seemed infinitely easier than making Chen Cheng remove his watch.


The short-haired girl was the first to act. She picked up a glass of red wine, approached Jiang Wenlong, and said sweetly, "Chairman Jiang, here’s to you, wishing you prosperous business and booming fortune!"


"Not drinking, not drinking. That’s too cliche."


The pink girl also held a wine glass, squatting at Jiang Wenlong’s feet, "Chairman Jiang, if you drink this, I’ll do whatever you say."


"Really?"


"Yes!"


"Not drinking, not drinking. I don’t like negotiating with others; show some sincerity first." Jiang Wenlong still refused.


The girl in black stockings saw this and straddled Jiang Wenlong, holding up the wine glass, "Chairman Jiang, let me feed you."


"Eh, now this is kind of interesting, huh."


Chen Cheng chuckled, and told the cow-print girl, "Aren’t you going? The ten thousand could slip away!"


With that, he released his grip.


The cow-print girl immediately grabbed a wine glass from the table and leaned towards Jiang Wenlong, "Chairman Jiang, drink mine~"


Chen Cheng exhaled a long breath, seeing the four girls surround Jiang Wenlong; he glanced at Wen Shulin, and just a look was enough for them to leave the deck, heading to the top observation platform.


The sea breeze blew on the two of them, also making Wen Shulin’s hair sway.


Chen Cheng reached to tidy her hair, as Wen Shulin asked, "Why not play a little down there?"


"It’s inconvenient with you around."


"I don’t mind," Wen Shulin braced the railing with her hands, "It’s normal for men to act for show."


Chen Cheng smiled, "Something you gave me, how could I possibly take it off."


Only then did Wen Shulin smile, "Good that you remember."


She hooked her arms around Chen Cheng’s neck, tiptoeing, "I thought you’d forgotten."


"Of all the people I could forget, it wouldn’t be you."


"Who do you want to forget then?"


Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Those four earlier. The perfume was so overwhelming it made me dizzy."


"Once you’ve had the best, others become unremarkable."


"Is ’the best’ you?" Chen Cheng asked intentionally.


"How would I know what you’ve tasted?" Wen Shulin turned her back, and Chen Cheng embraced her from behind.


Wen Shulin smiled softly, "I intended to bring you some talent today, didn’t expect you helped me pull in some business."


"Whatever I do, don’t I owe you a share?"


Wen Shulin leaned against Chen Cheng’s chest, "You’re quite generous. You just let someone sit in your lap."


"Hey, didn’t you say it was all in the act?"


"No reaction?"


"What reaction could I have?" Chen Cheng replied, "You underestimate my resolve."


"And now?"


Chen Cheng’s heart moved slightly, "Still has to be you."


Wen Shulin offered her gentle kiss, murmur softly, "Husband, I’m finding it harder to be without you."


"Before heading back to Beijing, let’s spend some time alone in Shanghai."


Chen Cheng held her delicate face, "Also, let’s finish that thing we talked about earlier."