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Chapter 732: 377 Earl (Second Update)
Chapter 732: 377 Earl (Second Update)
“Miss, you can take my car to school this morning. I’ll give you a ride,”
Ming Jing sat down: “Will it hold up your time?”
“No, with my speed, twenty minutes on the elevated road is enough.”
Shengde High School is in the north and Jiangzhou University is in the south, they are more than ten kilometers apart from north to south.
Ming Jing laughed, “Okay.”
Xiao Hua was very excited. Seeing Ran Tengxiao coming downstairs, she cheekily stuck out her tongue, slipped into the kitchen, stuffed a sandwich into her bag, and then went to the garage from the back door.
“I heard you are shooting for the Wind Chime Magazine?” Ran Tengxiao, sitting across, casually asked.
“Doing a promotion for the foundation,” Ming Jing said casually.
Ran Tengxiao nodded, “I have some connections in the entertainment industry. If you need help, feel free to mention.”
Ming Jing raised her eyebrows: “Thank you.”
After wiping her mouth, Ming Jing picked up her school bag. “Take your time, I’m going to school now.”
She left as soon as she finished talking.
Ye Jian came over and said, “Miss mentioned it to the stables yesterday, she’s going there for outdoor shooting at noon today.”
Ran Tengxiao took a napkin and wiped his mouth, “I haven’t been to the stables for a long time. The weather is nice today, I could take Yufeng there for a walk.”
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Xiao Hua pulled open the backseat door, but Ming Jing walked directly to the copilot seat, opened the door, and got in.
Xiao Hua was dumbfounded, then quickly excitedly got into the car.
Ming Jing saw a notebook on the copilot seat, picked it up to look at it, her eyebrows slightly raised.
“A Midsummer Night’s Dream, are you interested in drama?”
“Miss, you even know this. Actually, I am a member of the Drama Club. For the New Year’s Art Festival, the school requires our Drama Club to put on a show. Previous shows weren’t very well-liked, so I had to rearrange. Everyone is fed up with Romeo and Juliet. This kind of happy-ending love story should fit the atmosphere of the New Year. What do you think, Miss?”
The car slowly drove out of the mansion.
“A Midsummer Night’s Dream is one of Shakespeare’s masterpieces and has a huge influence on international drama history. The story is good, but the eternal theme of love is indeed a bit cliche.”
“Aren’t all of today’s films, television, and songs about love? Everyone just likes to watch these.”
Thinking of something, Xiao Hua’s eyes suddenly lit up: “Miss, I saw The Count of Monte Cristo in your room the other day. Do you really like this classic? The core of this story is revenge. The dramatic conflict is intense, and the audience should like it. Why not perform The Count of Monte Cristo?”
She just thought of this suddenly.
Between A Midsummer Night’s Dream and The Count of Monte Cristo, she prefers the latter. Not only is it rarely staged as a play, which ensures novelty, but its storytelling also engages the audience emotionally.
Ming Jing laughed, “You’re the boss, whatever you decide.”
“Miss, can I ask a favor of you? If you agree, I’ll pick you up and drop you off at school every day, rain or shine. I’d be at your beck and call.”
Ming Jing laughed and shook her head, “I’ve already guessed what you are going to ask.”
“Miss is the smartest. I knew I couldn’t hide anything from your discerning eyes.”
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Xie Jiang had heard before that the racetrack in Jiangzhou was impressive, but only when he came in person did he realize it was even more so than he had imagined. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The taste of extravagant wealth was evident everywhere. The view of the endless racetrack. It must be quite liberating to gallop on horseback.
A man in a suit came to greet him: “You must be Mr. Xie, the photographer. I am in charge of the stables, and my humble surname is Liu. The Miss had notified us in advance. Please follow me.”
Xiejiang followed him with his gear alongside his assistant. Behind them, Xiao Wang followed at a respectable distance. It was as if they were visitors marveling at the spectacles in Grand View Garden.
“To the north are the stables, and to the south is the racetrack. Our racetrack spans several hundred acres and is the largest in Asia. You see, the north-facing stands can accommodate 30,000 spectators,” Manager Liu proudly introduced as they walked.
Xie Jiang nodded, “I saw the competition at the end of October.”
Manager Liu took a look at him, “Mr. Xie, are you interested in horse riding?”
Xie Jiang’s eyes lit up, “Can I learn?”
“Of course, wait till the shoot is over. I will arrange a coach for you. Riding a horse is actually quite simple, especially for someone with a physique like Mr. Xie, you should pick it up quickly.”
Xie Jiang rubbed his hands together, keen to start.
Manager Liu first took the three to the lounge. The lounge was on the second floor, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see the endless racetrack.
It was mealtime, and Manager Liu led a waiter pushing a food cart into the room.
“Miss is on her way here. Please have lunch first.”
Eight dishes and a soup, both refined and delicious.
The three were surprised by the attentive service.
“I heard that the Rans own the stables,” Xiao Wang mumbled through mouthfuls of food.
“You’re stating the obvious; everyone in Jiangzhou knows that,” said Xie Jiang’s assistant.
“The racecourse is tied in with gambling and is a veritable gold mine. What’s more, the racecourse is not even the most profitable investment in Ran family’s portfolio.”
The assistant exclaimed, “How wealthy must the Ran family be?”
Xiao Wang glanced out of the window. On the racetrack, a man dressed in black equestrian attire was high atop a horse’s back. His back was tall and confident, so eye-catching that it was impossible to look away.