"It’s alright, bro. I get you," Arthur said comfortingly to Su Chen, a look of complete understanding on his face. "When we get back to Manhattan, I’ll set something up for you!"
Su Chen felt a little creeped out by his gaze and promptly stood up from the sofa. "You go on and have your fun. I’m going to take a walk. Call me when you’re done."
With that, he strode quickly toward the main entrance. Arthur hadn’t expected such a strong reaction from Su Chen. He shrugged, shook his head, and muttered softly, ’Sigh... looks like I’ll have to put in a little more effort.’
After sitting on the sofa and thinking for a moment, Arthur also stood up and headed upstairs. After all, more thrilling entertainment awaited him up there.
When Su Chen came out of the villa, he saw Chen Fei and Raymond leaning against a distant tree, smoking. The two would occasionally point up at the villa, muttering to each other and breaking into that knowing smile all men share.
"Well, well. What are you two looking at so intently?"
Raymond and Chen Fei were so engrossed they didn’t notice Su Chen slip around the nearby fence and come up behind them. The sudden voice made them both jump.
"Boss! You’re going to give someone a heart attack!" Raymond said, a faint note of complaint in his voice. It was like being all geared up and ready for action, only for someone to barge in and scare you so bad you lose all your nerve.
Chen Fei, standing beside him, wore the exact same expression.
Su Chen shot them a look, then followed their gaze toward the villa. When he saw the silhouettes pressed against the brightly lit floor-to-ceiling windows, he finally understood why they were acting like this.
He glared at them irritably and muttered, "Pathetic. When we get back to Manhattan, I’ll give you a day off to go have your own fun."
He had expected Raymond and Chen Fei to be overjoyed, but to his surprise, Raymond looked almost hurt.
"Boss, how can those common girls compare to these socialites? They’re not even in the same league!"
Su Chen, of course, understood. The wealthy back in Huaxia had similar tastes, after all. Fly-in models, internet celebrities, movie stars—they were all tiered, and the experience with each tier was completely different.
"If you’re that interested, I could have a word with Arthur," Su Chen said, teasing Raymond. "Your status as the head of IPS is more than enough to get you into an event like this!"
"Ah! Boss, you’d really do something that—" Raymond didn’t get to finish his sentence. He saw a sharp glint in Su Chen’s eyes and quickly changed the subject.
"Boss, am I the kind of man to be seduced by mere beauty? Besides, I’m a married man. Please refrain from making such jokes in the future!" Raymond said with a completely straight face.
’If I didn’t see his eyes occasionally drifting up toward the villa’s second, third, and fourth floors, I might have actually believed his bullshit,’ Su Chen thought.
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