Long time no see, a teacher and student reunion, they were chatting happily, but didn't discuss the train halting.

Of course.

Even if the train stops running, it doesn't matter much. Having a house in Tokyo, Koda Kaoru surely lives better than the average wage earner, with not much life pressure.

"See you later."

Fingertips lightly gripped, and then both parted ways at the cafe door.

No reluctance, Koda Kaoru naturally turned around, hugging the books bought from the bookstore street next door, gradually disappearing in the tranquil night, which was different from the bustling metropolis.

Maybe because of the fondness for reading, this former expatriate teacher, who once left home, seemed to have a rather straightforward and carefree attitude towards life.

"The same?"

Watching the gradually fading back, Jiang Chen asked softly.

Duanmu Liuli, who barely spoke and was always "observing" that face, undoubtedly had much to say on this issue.

Moreover.

The onlooker sees clearly.

Jiang Chen at the moment could hardly make a self-assessment.

"Exactly the same."

The young Taoist nun didn't play dumb this time, and her comment was rather decisive and affirmative.

In terms of appearance, figure, even body proportions, this foreign teacher currently tutoring the Imperial Family and Miss Fujiwara of Dongying's super financial group indeed seem like exact replicas, merely judging from the surface, can't tell there's two people.

However.

Their speaking tones and personal styles are different.

Most importantly.

If they were truly the same person, how could one live two lives?

Jiang Chen deeply appreciated Miss Fujiwara's methods; her tricks were flawless, but she couldn't possibly be omniscient, could she?

If it's just to "scare" him, prematurely setting up a new identity in Dongying, laboring to teach the Imperial Family, while frequently buying books from a rundown bookstore street, he would definitely be convinced.

"Do you think it's possible they are the same person?"

The enticing silhouette had already vanished.

Honestly speaking, there haven't been many moments in his life where Jiang Chen felt this bewildered and at a loss.

"I don't know."

Duanmu Liuli slightly furrowed her brows, seemingly stumped like a student by a challenging question.

"Aren't you cultivators best at judge character and recognize people?"

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze from ahead, turned his head, and teased, "You're not very skilled, huh."

Still too young.

If it was that Old Immortal, whether it's the six-eared macaque or the real Great Sage Equalling Heaven, they'd probably be unable to hide.

Recognizing people and observing minds is a skill not like cultural or martial arts classes, which are hard to be taught amidst isolated mountains; it requires practice.

This could be why the elder sent this young disciple to experience the human world.

"Are they the same person?"

Watching those eyes filled with curiosity, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be slightly stunned and then smiled.

Rare to incite curiosity even in this Taoist nun.

Jiang Chen turned around, walked in the opposite direction from where Koda Kaoru left, muttering mysteriously.

"All appearances are illusions."

Jiang Chen discreetly glanced back, only to see the Taoist nun sister behind him deep in thought.

Actually.

He couldn't really tell; he just didn't want to lose face.

The long street gradually quieted.

Peninsula Hotel.

After a day of leisure, Boss Jiang carried a box of pastries, knocked on the presidential suite's door, under the "watchful eyes" of two bodyguards.

As a world-renowned luxury hotel brand, the Peninsula is never short of business; its presidential suite is very hard to book.

One night's room rate equals an ordinary person's annual salary, also needs "battling" to get, hard to understand, but this is the world of the rich.

Same principle as luxury items releasing limited editions.

A hotel priced at ten thousand per night seems excessive by normal standards, but many people's income is counted by the second.

"Thank you."

After reporting, the bodyguards allowed entry. Before going in, Boss Jiang didn't forget to politely smile at the two bodyguards.

"Brought you some snacks."

As expected.

Cao Jinse was working, sitting in front of the computer, focused and serious.

Actually, a woman with ambition is also a very charming quality.

"Just leave it."

CEO Cao didn't have time to look at him.

Boss Jiang, who has a great attitude, certainly wouldn't mind such minor details, lifting his heartfelt offering and surveying around.

"Tokyo is full of wealthy and famous people, getting such a room is quite lucky."

"I'm a Red Card member of the Peninsula Hotel."

Although not looking at him, Cao Jinse's attitude wasn't cold, still staring at the computer screen, occasionally tapping the keyboard, appearing to make orders.

Being a leader is indeed tiring.

This isn't boasting.

Like Lan Peizhi.

According to Jiang Chen, every day upon opening the computer, at least hundreds of emails need handling; there's a reason for not coming to Dongying.

So.

Being a capitalist is also laborious,

Of course,

Boss Jiang's category, different.

"I thought Peninsula also owned shares in Jiuding."

Though unfamiliar with what a Red Card is, but imagining it's not very different from those colorful membership cards, Jiang Chen said while lifting the pastries toward the desk, seemingly desperate to have his intentions noticed.

Being a sucker.

He's now somewhat of an expert in doing that.

Those who silently put effort in the background are all novices, Xiao Bai.

Jiang Chen had not yet arrived, already sensing an invisible pressure coming his way. Watching, Cao Jinse absorbed in work finally regarded him squarely.

Boss Jiang nonchalantly continued forward.

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