Chapter 20: You Simply Cannot Defeat Him!

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At Hatsune Music Store.
“Chu, little brother, what brings you here?” Huang Qi asked curiously as he saw Chu Nan walk into the music store.
“To buy a guitar.”
Huang Qi looked surprised. “Chu, little brother, I didn’t know you could play the guitar.”
Chu Nan smiled faintly. “Just a little.”
A middle-aged man in a suit approached them. He wore glasses and had long fingers, calloused on the index, middle, and ring fingers—an obvious sign of frequent instrument playing. “Sir, what kind of guitar are you looking for?”
“A guitar.”
“Alright, which brand do you prefer?”
“What brands do you have?”
“Ukulele, Yamaha, Feson, and so on. Once you decide on the brand, I can show you the models.”
“Gibson, J45.”
The man paused and smiled. “Are you sure about that, sir?”
Gibson is a leading name in acoustic guitars, especially the J45 model, which was just released this year. However, this brand is rarely seen on the market, is quite expensive, and demands a lot from its player.
“I’m sure.” Chu Nan knew Gibson J45 not only has the best reputation currently but also holds a respectable status even in the future. More importantly, he was familiar with this guitar. He once bought a second-hand one from a senior for several thousand yuan. Now that he had money, he wanted to indulge himself a bit.
“Very well, I’ll bring it over for you to see.”
“Thanks!”
“Chu… Chu, little brother, what’s this Gibson J45? I don’t get it.”
“It’s just a guitar brand and model.”
“Must be expensive, right?”
“Yeah, not bad...”
“How not bad?”
“Probably... around tens of thousands.”
“What?!” Huang Qi’s face changed, but thinking that the other could casually spend millions, he was unfazed. This must be how the wealthy play.
Chu Nan was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. It was Zhou Xiaonan—so far only Zhou Xiaonan and Huang Qi knew his number.

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“Chu Nan, where are you?” Zhou Xiaonan’s tone was cold.
Chu Nan was caught off guard and cautiously replied, “Uh... I’m at the music store. What’s up?”
“Which music store? Tell me!”
“Just... Hatsune Music Store,” Chu Nan said nervously. “Isn’t it you, Zhou Xiaonan...”
“Wait for me there. Don’t go anywhere!” Zhou Xiaonan hung up abruptly.
Chu Nan was stunned...
“Chu, little brother, you don’t look well. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Huang, could you go back first? I have something to handle alone.”
“Alright, be careful. I’ll come back to pick you up later.”
“Okay.”
Soon the owner came out. “Sir, here’s the Gibson J45 you requested.”
Chu Nan took the guitar, tried the sound, and was very satisfied.
“How much is this guitar?”
The middle-aged man, Lu Fei, smiled, “Since you’re the third buyer of this model, I can give you a 20% discount—28,000 yuan. This is the lowest price. If you find it too expensive, you can look around...”
“No need. I’ll take this one.” Chu Nan said, “Can I pay with Taobao?”
Zhou Xiaonan had given him 5.8 million yuan earlier; he saved 300,000 yuan in his account for emergencies.
Lu Fei’s eyes flickered. “No problem.”
Apparently, this young man was also a rich second-generation heir; spending 28,000 yuan on a guitar without blinking.
There were plenty of rich kids in Jiangcheng, but only a few came to buy instruments here, and they were lavish spenders. He suddenly regretted giving the discount...
“Boss, I’m waiting for someone here. Hope I’m not disturbing you?”
Lu Fei smiled warmly. “Don’t worry, not at all.”
Joking aside, big clients must be treated well. Whether waiting or even sleeping here overnight, he wouldn’t object.
“Thanks.”
Ten minutes later, a roar sounded outside. Chu Nan clearly saw a biker girl remove her helmet and walk straight into the store. Though her face wasn’t clear, her long legs in ultra-short denim shorts almost blinded Chu Nan.

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“Wow! Those legs are incredible!” Chu Nan swallowed nervously but soon frowned. “Strange, I feel like I’ve seen those legs somewhere before.”
The glass door opened, and in walked Zhou Xiaonan. She wore black gloves and black knee-high boots, dressed entirely in black, which accentuated her nearly perfect figure. The stark contrast between her exposed pale skin and black clothes, along with her lofty neckline, made it impossible to look away. One could even imagine the purity beneath that line.
“Zhou... Zhou Xiaonan...” Chu Nan felt uneasy seeing her approach fiercely. She nearly leaned on him; finally, she placed both hands on the table, forcing Chu Nan to lean forward, his body pressed against the table.
“What... what do you want, Zhou Xiaonan?” The scent she exuded made Chu Nan blush deeply, his reaction instant.
This scene was witnessed by Lu Fei, who was stunned. Wasn’t this young man a regular at his store? Could it be that the person he was waiting for was this wealthy young lady?
But didn’t this rich girl often come with Long Junhao and the others? How was she so close with this young man?
...
Now, Zhou Xiaonan narrowed her eyes. “You still ask what I want? Speak! Why did you make such a bet with Long Junhao?!”
Chu Nan was taken aback and awkwardly said, “I-I’ll tell you, could you please get up first?”
“If you don’t tell me, I won’t...” Zhou Xiaonan’s words were cut off as her gaze swept downward, panic flashing in her eyes. She stood and looked away, “You’d better give me a reasonable explanation.”
Chu Nan placed the guitar on his lap and took a deep breath. “I just wanted to solve this problem once and for all.”
“To solve this problem—put aside whether you can or not—who do you think I am? A tool? You used me as a bet. Did you ever consider my feelings?!” Zhou Xiaonan’s eyes reddened.
Chu Nan panicked, his domineering demeanor instantly vanished. “Zhou Xiaonan, I’m sorry, sorry, sorry. At that time, I was confident about this matter, so I acted rashly. I didn’t consider your feelings, but I never meant to treat you that way. You’re my friend. Please don’t be angry, okay? I promise I’ll never use you as a bet again.”
Seeing Chu Nan’s flustered expression, Zhou Xiaonan’s terrible mood eased significantly, though she remained expressionless. “You said you’re confident about this? Where does that confidence come from? Long Junhao studies music and even has a private tutor at home. Don’t be fooled by his carefree attitude—his skills are second only to mine in class. How do you compare to him?”
Chu Nan took a deep breath. “So, you’ll forgive me?”
“How could I forgive you? You can’t possibly beat him.”
Chu Nan hurriedly said, “Then if I win, will you forgive me?”
“Chu Nan, can you stop...”
Chu Nan cut her off. “Zhou Xiaonan, I know you’re angry... How about this: I’ll dedicate a song to you. After hearing it, you’ll understand why I’m so confident...”
Before Zhou Xiaonan could reply, his slender fingers began to move over the guitar strings...