Chapter 447 Encountering Shang Wushuang Again

Chen Fan spent some time attending to the club members. These members were aware of Chen Fan's identity: the newly appointed general manager of Long Teng Group's Kyoto branch, an elite overseas returnee. While this identity was enviable, it also bred suspicion. After all, for a mere general manager to casually tip a horseback riding instructor a million-dollar watch, was this money embezzled from Long Teng Group? Chen Fan intended for such speculation to arise. He broke free from the crowd and moved to a different obstacle course. He showed off his riding skills on the obstacle course, navigating various jumps with fluid movements and graceful posture. To anyone watching, Chen Fan's skill level was professional. After riding for a while, he sat in the lounge area drinking a beverage and saw Yu Fuguo approaching with a smile. "General Manager Chen is indeed young and promising. With your equestrian skills, you'd surely win medals in various competitions and bring glory to the nation!" Yu Fuguo sat opposite Chen Fan, his admiration sincere. Chen Fan smiled and replied haughtily, "Horse riding is just a trivial hobby, not worth much attention. And you are?" Yu Fuguo quickly produced a business card he had prepared and placed it in front of Chen Fan, saying, "I am Yu Fuguo. I own a trading company and an investment company. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Chen Fan glanced at it indifferently, shook hands with Yu Fuguo, and said, "So, Mr. Yu, you're also a fan of equestrianism?" "A hobby, purely a hobby," Yu Fuguo laughed. "Compared to your level, General Manager Chen, it's like comparing heaven and earth. I wouldn't dare mention it!" Chen Fan nodded without false modesty and said, "Naturally. With your physique, Mr. Yu, you're not really suited for horseback riding." Yu Fuguo chuckled, "That's true. But it's also good exercise. Besides, meeting an elite like General Manager Chen at the stables is an opportunity for a small fry like myself." Chen Fan sneered dismissively and said casually, "Your business must be quite substantial, Mr. Yu?" "It's alright," Yu Fuguo said with a fawning smile. "I know many friends, and they all give me face. It's easier to resolve things." "I heard General Manager Chen just took office in Kyoto. If there's anything I can do to help, it would be my honor. Please don't hesitate to ask, General Manager Chen!" Chen Fan glanced at the business card and said with a smile, "I don't need any help from Mr. Yu at the moment!" "Then I won't disturb you," Yu Fuguo said, wisely getting up. "If it's convenient, could General Manager Chen leave me his card?" Chen Fan curled his lips, as if he hadn't taken it seriously at all, and gestured to Xiang Jingzhu. Xiang Jingzhu produced a business card and handed it to Yu Fuguo. Yu Fuguo held it solemnly before bidding farewell and leaving. Watching his receding back, Chen Fan smiled and said, "Now, he's taken the bait!" "Should we wait for him to invite you?" Xiang Jingzhu asked. Chen Fan nodded, got up, and said, "Keep the card. I'll go for another ride, and then we can leave!" Afterward, Chen Fan continued his ostentatious display. After a brief ride, he handed the horse to the staff and prepared to leave the club. The staff saw him off enthusiastically, and the manager, bowing, asked, "General Manager Chen, what about the horses?" "We'll see. Your facilities are passable, but your equestrian level is still a bit lacking," Chen Fan said coolly. "Without any worthy opponents, there's no need for the most professional, top-tier racehorses." "Yes, yes. Please feel free to visit anytime. The best horse here belongs to our boss, and I've already gotten his permission for you to borrow it anytime!" Chen Fan smiled. As he walked towards the exit of the racetrack, his gaze suddenly sharpened. About a dozen people were walking in. At the forefront was a tall, elegant woman in white equestrian attire. Chen Fan's attention wasn't on her, but on the woman beside her, who was wearing red equestrian attire and a riding hat, exuding a spirited aura. Chen Fan withdrew his gaze, turning his head to the side. The woman in red was none other than Shang Wushuang. The woman who had waited for Chen Fan outside the Guankou Ghost Market a few days ago, expressing interest in him. Chen Fan's gaze shifted quickly, but Shang Wushuang was no ordinary person. She was a martial artist with keen senses and instantly turned towards Chen Fan. She saw the side of Chen Fan's face, paused slightly, and then walked directly towards him. Xiang Jingzhu noticed Chen Fan's reaction and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Someone you know?" Chen Fan didn't respond. "Chen..." Shang Wushuang had recognized Chen Fan and was about to call out when she suddenly stopped, looking at Chen Fan with surprise. The Chen Fan before her was different from the arrogant and uninhibited image he had at the Guankou Ghost Market. He wore non-prescription flat-lens glasses and a suit, exuding a completely different aura. If she weren't a martial artist with keen senses and a photographic memory, she might have thought she had mistaken him. However, for reasons unknown, she didn't call him Chen Tianjiao. Instead, she smiled and said, "What a coincidence! We truly are fated to meet again!" As Shang Wushuang encountered someone, her companions also looked over, scrutinizing Chen Fan and chattering among themselves. Chen Fan cleared his throat, nodded at Shang Wushuang, and said, "Miss Shang, have a pleasant time. I'll be going now!" Shang Wushuang, however, reached out and grabbed his arm. Her martial arts cultivation was not low, and her movements were crisp and decisive. Chen Fan was about to break free when Shang Wushuang leaned in and whispered, "Be careful I don't reveal your identity!" Chen Fan couldn't help but frown. "Sister Wushuang, is this your friend?" Seeing Shang Wushuang's action, the woman in white at the front looked on with intense curiosity and a hint of amusement, asking, "Yes!" Still holding Chen Fan's arm, Shang Wushuang said, "His name is..." "Chen Zhuo!" Chen Fan replied, nodding his head. Normally, he wouldn't bother with Shang Wushuang, but today, she had caught him in a bind. Yu Fuguo was a regular at this equestrian club. If something happened here, Yu Fuguo might find out. If he were even slightly vigilant, he would soon draw unpleasant conclusions, thus undoing all of Chen Fan's preparations. "Yes, Chen Zhuo!" Shang Wushuang linked arms with Chen Fan, smiling charmingly. "He and I fell in love at first sight. I didn't have time to exchange contact information before, so today is truly a good day for me!" Love at first sight? Chen Fan frowned, broke free from Shang Wushuang, and said with a smile, "Miss Shang, don't joke around!" Shang Wushuang giggled, "You're just like this, you can't take a joke at all!" She wasn't embarrassed, but it made the woman in white and the others' expressions subtly shift. It seemed Shang Wushuang was interested in Chen Fan, while Chen Fan was somewhat evasive! Even Xiang Jingzhu, her brows furrowed and then relaxed, then furrowed again, felt inexplicably displeased. "Alright, you can't get away this time. Let's play a bit longer," Shang Wushuang said, taking Chen Fan's hand again. "Come with me for a ride!" "I've already ridden, I have something to attend to," Chen Fan said, subtly withdrawing his hand. Shang Wushuang, however, was not so easily put off. She opened her mouth again and formed the shape of calling out "Chen Tianjiao." Chen Fan looked at her calmly, unmoved. Shang Wushuang's expression became a little annoyed. "Mr. Chen, fate has brought us together. Why the rush to leave?" a young man interjected, with a hint of provocation. "Could it be that Mr. Chen doesn't know how to ride and is afraid of losing face? Don't worry, riding is an elegant sport, we won't laugh at you!" "Exactly! Sister Shang is so enthusiastic, and you're still being so hesitant. That's not very gentlemanly!" "Wushuang, your friend doesn't seem to be giving you much face?" the woman in white also said with a smile. "..." Shang Wushuang didn't seem to care about the teasing. She pulled Chen Fan aside and said to the others, "You go ahead, I need to say a few words!" Since she had said so, the others naturally didn't crowd over, but they didn't leave either. In a corner where no one could overhear, Shang Wushuang smiled playfully and said, "Chen Zhuo?"