Liao Xiangdong sat for about half an hour.
He didn't drink a single glass of wine before leaving.
Jiang Chen has seen quite a few impressive people now. Among them, he noticed a common trait.
In the imagination of ordinary people, there's no extravagant partying or indulgence.
Instead, there is exceptional self-discipline.
After watching the band perform for a while, Jiang Chen planned to leave.
"Hey."
The sexy and refreshing beauty was still there, surprisingly waiting until now.
Jiang Chen paused, as if he had forgotten about her, "Is there something you need?"
"My name is Qian Duoduo, and you?"
What?
Qian Duoduo?
Good thing he hadn't drunk. Otherwise, Jiang Chen might have spat it out in shock. "Qian Duoduo? Real name or stage name?"
"Friends call me that."
Looks like it's a "stage name."
"And you?"
Likewise.
Although they chatted for quite a while earlier, they didn't even know each other's names.
"Lonely figure by the cold river."
