The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 315: The Global Boss Exposes Her in Person

Chapter 315: Chapter 315: The Global Boss Exposes Her in Person

About fifteen minutes later, the group arrived at the International Exchange Club.

This club is mainly used to receive foreign guests or host important figures for the school authorities.

Wen Jingya had been at Beiyin Conservatory for three years, and although she had been the campus belle and a person of influence, this was her first time setting foot in the club.

She was a bit excited but afraid of showing it, so she disguised it well.

In stark contrast was Jiang Man, who displayed complete composure and didn’t even glance at the interior decor.

Quite a few students who loved to join in on the excitement followed them all the way, watching as they entered the club, their eyes filled with envy.

"I really want to see inside the club too."

"I heard that there are three treasures in the club, a world-famous painting worth five million, a crystal chandelier about as tall as a building, and the servers in the club; they’re all said to be handsome men and beautiful women, very pleasing to the eye!"

"Wow! I’m so jealous!"

The students discussed amongst themselves.

Wen Jingya heard their conversation and felt even prouder.

Without some real skills, ordinary people can’t get into this club.

"Manman, have you ever been to a place like this before?"

Wen Jingya stepped forward, wanting to ridicule Jiang Man.

Jiang Man looked up, her expression indifferent, "What do you think?"

"I have no idea... How much money did you make for writing songs for others?"

"Not much, just several million I guess."

"..."

Keep bluffing, if you made several million you would have become a wealthy woman already, would you still look like this?

Wen Jingya silently ranted in her heart but continued to chatter, "The company takes the lion’s share, right? I’ve heard that for people who work behind the scenes, getting ten percent is pretty good?"

Jiang Man couldn’t be bothered with her, finding her conversation-starting attempts quite absurd.

"Please, this way to the hall," said a man in a black suit.

Wen Jingya wanted to keep talking when suddenly she was blocked by a man in a black suit in front of her.

She glanced to her left, which indicated the VIP room, and to her right, the banquet hall.

And the hall the man in the suit was directing her to was the banquet hall.

"What about her?" Wen Jingya asked.

"Miss Jiang Man is our sir’s VIP guest," the man in the suit responded politely but with a note of seriousness, "If you’ll excuse me, I must attend to other matters."

After saying this, he made a gesture inviting Jiang Man to follow him.

"Hey?" Wen Jingya still wanted to follow.

After taking two steps, she was blocked by bouncers flanking the hall doors.

The bouncers fixed her with stern, unemotional faces.

Wen Jingya felt intimidated, clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, turned around, and headed for the banquet hall.

What’s going on!

In Tsinghua and the research institute, Colonel Wu Lian treated Jiang Man with the utmost respect.

And now on her home turf, the musician Barrett is calling Jiang Man his esteemed guest?

This is insane! How does Jiang Man have such extensive connections? Why does everyone seem to value her?

Wen Jingya was furious, but even more so, she felt jealous and bitter.

Just a songwriter, what’s so impressive about that?

...

After parting ways with Wen Jingya, Jiang Man was led by an assistant into a large reception room.

It was over a hundred square meters and excessively spacious.

On a sofa over ten meters long sat two people.

Because the sofa was so long, it made the two of them seem somewhat diminutive.

"Jiang Man is here!" Barrett stood up excitedly, eager to introduce someone, "Louis, let me introduce you to a friend. She is the lifesaver of Mrs. Lan Xiang and a student at Beiyin Conservatory."

Louis was the boss of Universal Records. Thinking of repaying the kindness to Mrs. Lan Xiang, Barrett planned to introduce Jiang Man to Louis.

If Jiang Man could sign with Universal Records, becoming an international superstar would be just around the corner.

"Miss Jiang, I heard you are a student of classical music, right?" Barrett asked with a smile.

"Louis wants to make a few purely instrumental albums, and if you are interested, you could join my band,"

What he implied was: He wanted to take Jiang Man under his wing.

If this opportunity were presented to someone else, they would be overjoyed beyond measure.

An internationally renowned musician offering to mentor a newcomer—how many people would fight tooth and nail for such a chance?

Yet Jiang Man appeared utterly unfazed.

Holding a cigar in his hand and puffing smoke, Louis couldn’t help but chuckle.

"I thought who it was," he said emotionlessly, with a sour face, "We know each other."

"Know each other?" Barrett couldn’t believe it.

Louis took a draw from his cigar, his gaze steely.

After blowing out a cloud of smoke, he spoke with a hint of resentment, "The rebellious kid, a top Harvard Physics student, runs off to some eighteenth-rate university to study music?"

"I like it, Poker-face Bro," Jiang Man retorted, hands in pockets, without any courtesy.

"Is it fun?" Louis’s voice was deep, full of aggression.

Barrett was dumbfounded.

Could there be bad blood between these two?

A top Harvard Physics student? Jiang Man?

His thoughts hadn’t even had time to clear.

Jiang Man’s voice was cold as she said flatly, "Fun, I like it."

Louis fell silent in an instant, choked up and unable to speak.

"Cough cough cough." He coughed three times, finding the cigar suddenly tasteless.

Putting out the cigar in the ashtray and standing up, he said, "Barrett, she is Universal Records’ golden songwriter wildrose, winner of several Grammy trophies. You tell me if we know each other or not?"

"She... is really... ???" Barrett’s eyes widened, shock rendering him speechless.

"Full of rebellion and talent, too proud to show it off. If she wasn’t on good terms with JOJO, there’s no way Universal could coax her, this big Buddha, to join."

"Ah?" Barrett blinked, a man in his forties showing clear foolishness in his eyes.

He was just too shocked, too surprised!

"This one has perfect pitch, every instrument in her hands, she can play a tune in minutes," Louis didn’t skimp on his praise.

Barrett was skeptical, "Any instrument?"

"Yes, any," Louis said earnestly, "Ordinary people can’t understand the world of a genius. I’ve been fortunate enough to witness it."

"Poker-face Bro, you talk too much," Jiang Man said flatly, interrupting him without a ripple of emotion.

Louis immediately ended the topic, "I plan to tailor-make a purely instrumental album for Barrett."

"Great, I wish you success," she replied.

"...You’re not going to help?"

"I only write songs for JOJO."

"..."

Louis face turned from green to white with anger.

But he was helpless to do anything about her.

"You and JOJO are like two scourges in my fate. What’s JOJO up to these days? Not answering calls, not replying to messages."

Louis had guessed that JOJO was probably involved in a new romance again.

That person had an angelic voice but a live so dissolute it was a mess.

Changing boyfriends as often as changing clothes.

Whenever a new boyfriend came into the picture, JOJO would play Houdini for the first three months of the honeymoon period.

Louis was used to it by now, yet he couldn’t do a thing about her.

"JOJO is your artist, not mine. How would I know where she is?"

"She’s not in North City?" Louis frowned.

Jiang Man shrugged, her lying skills perfect to a fault: "Who knows."

"Forget it, let’s not talk about her. Consider Barrett’s new album," he suggested.

As the conversation reached this point, Barrett, belatedly coming to his senses, finally caught on.

So the god Louis was talking about was Jiang Man!

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