After I died, they cried in the live studio

Sang Shuwan gently patted the back of his assistant's hand. His voice was steady, yet it revealed an unquestionable strength: "Don't panic, don't be angry, this little trick can't hurt me. Contact my stylist first and ask him to bring a spare dress to the car. The sooner the better."

The assistant nodded quickly, took out his phone and started to make a call. Sang Shuwan paused at the window in the corridor, looking through the bright glass at the busy streets outside the hotel. The neon lights of the city flickered, decorating the night with extravagance, but her mind was not on this prosperous night scene at all, and her mind was quickly reviewing everything that happened tonight.

"Sister, the stylist said he will be here in twenty minutes." After the assistant finished the call, she quickly returned to Sang Shuwan to report.

"Okay, let's go to the parking lot first." Sang Shuwan turned around and walked towards the elevator with his assistant.

The elevator door slowly opened, and there was no one inside. Sang Shuwan and the assistant walked into the elevator. As soon as the door closed, the assistant couldn't help but say, "Sister, are you just going to let her go? She was too arrogant today!"

Sang Shuwan sneered, his eyes sharp as an eagle: "Of course I won't let it go. Her behavior today is just the last struggle of a clown. In this circle, relying on such despicable means is doomed to not go far. But since she has made a move, I naturally have to fight back."

The elevator reached the underground parking lot. As soon as Sang Shuwan stepped out of the elevator, she was keenly aware of a gaze. She turned her head subconsciously and saw Sang Jiuyue's assistant hiding behind a pillar in a dark corner, looking over here furtively. When she saw that Sang Shuwan had discovered her, she quickly shrank back in fear.

"Oh, you even sent someone to follow you." Sang Shuwan sneered softly, "Go call her over."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then reacted and walked quickly to the corner. After a while, he came over with Sang Jiuyue's assistant. The assistant lowered his head, trembling all over, and kept saying, "Sister Sang, I was wrong, I didn't mean it..."

Sang Jiuyue walked forward and lifted the assistant's chin slightly, her eyes calm but with a sense of oppression: "Tell Sang Jiuyue, I have taken note of what happened tonight. If she knows what's good for her, she should restrain herself. If she still wants to continue playing, I'm always here to accompany you, but next time, I won't be the loser." After that, Sang Shuwan let go of his hand, and the assistant turned around and ran away as if he had been pardoned.

"Sister, what should we do next?" The assistant looked at the assistant's leaving back and turned to ask Sang Shuwan.

"Let's leave here first." Sang Shuwan walked towards the car. "After we go back, ask someone to investigate Sang Jiuyue's recent movements. She jumped out so hastily, there must be some purpose behind it." As they spoke, the two had walked to the car. The driver had been waiting for a long time. When he saw them coming, he quickly opened the door.

Sang Shuwan had just gotten into the car when her cell phone rang suddenly. The caller ID showed the general manager of the brand. She took a deep breath, her eyebrows curved, her expression gentle, and pressed the answer button. Her voice was soft and sincere: "Hello, Mr. Li..."

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Li was full of apologies, and sincerely apologized for Sang Jiuyue's "disrespectful" behavior at the dinner. Sang Shuwan smiled with understanding, and said softly: "Mr. Li, please don't take it to heart. It's just a small episode. No one did it on purpose. I won't take it to heart." After hanging up the phone, she leaned back in her chair, a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes, and she sighed softly, secretly feeling the complexity of the entertainment industry.

Twenty minutes later, the stylist arrived in a hurry. In the narrow space of the car, the stylist was busy and swiftly changed Sang Shuwan's dress and re-did her makeup and hairstyle. Sang Shuwan looked at herself in the mirror with a firm gaze and encouraged herself secretly: "This little setback is nothing."

"Go back to the company." Sang Shuwan said to the driver in a clear and steady voice. The car started slowly and merged into the dense night of the city. After arriving at the company, the assistant had already sorted out Sang Jiuyue's recent information and placed it on Sang Shuwan's desk as instructed. Sang Shuwan sat at the desk and carefully read the information, trying to find out the reason behind Sang Jiuyue's repeated targeting of him.

At the same time, Sang Jiuyue returned home and sat in the dim living room with a sinister smile on her face. A vicious plan quietly took shape in her mind. "Sang Shuwan, I'll see how you can hide this time." She muttered to herself with gritted teeth.

Soon, Sang Jiuyue instructed her assistant to spread rumors, saying that it was Sang Shuwan who deliberately poured red wine on her at the dinner party, and tried to frame her. The assistant hesitated: "Sister Sang, isn't this too much?" Sang Jiuyue glared at the assistant fiercely: "Just do it when I tell you to, why are you talking so much nonsense! I will take responsibility if anything goes wrong." The assistant trembled with fear and nodded quickly to make arrangements.

For a time, rumors spread like wildfire on the Internet. Marketing accounts came out one after another, exaggerating and publishing all kinds of articles, and public opinion instantly blamed Sang Shuwan. "Sang Shuwan acted like a big shot and deliberately spilled red wine to frame his colleagues!" "Sang Shuwan appears kind, but in fact he is scheming!" These eye-catching headlines filled the Internet.

Looking at the overwhelming negative news on the Internet, Sang Jiuyue leaned back on the sofa with a proud look on her face, laughing wildly: "Sang Shuwan, let's see how you can turn things around this time. Just wait for your disgrace to be ruined!"

When Sang Shuwan saw these rumors in the company, she unconsciously clenched her fists, her eyes full of anger and unwillingness. But she quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and thought to herself: "The innocent will be innocent, I can't panic. Sang Jiuyue must be behind this, I must find evidence to make the truth clear." She was not defeated by these malicious intentions, but aroused her inner fighting spirit, her eyes became more determined, and she quickly began to arrange the team to collect evidence and prepare for a counterattack.

After the dinner, Sang Jiuyue watched Sang Shuwan struggling in the whirlpool of public opinion, and she thought she had won a great victory. She nestled comfortably on the sofa in her spacious living room, holding a glass of expensive red wine in her hand. The high-heeled glass reflected charming light under the crystal lamp, reflecting the smug smile on her lips. "Hmph, you are still a little naive to fight with me, Sang Shuwan." She whispered softly, her voice full of complacency, and Sang Shuwan's embarrassed look kept appearing in her mind. The more she thought about it, the more happy she felt.

However, she never expected that a bigger reversal was quietly approaching.

The Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, and the whole city is immersed in a festive atmosphere. The streets and alleys are decorated with lights, and strings of big red lanterns are hung high, like ripe red persimmons, revealing a warm and lively light. The New Year's goods shops on the street are filled with a wide variety of goods, including Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, candies, nuts, and everything else. The air is filled with the faint smell of gunpowder from firecrackers and the sweet aroma of New Year's goods, interweaving a unique flavor exclusive to the Spring Festival.

In this atmosphere, a grand fashion show carefully prepared by the brand is about to kick off on a luxurious platform in the most prosperous area of the city. This platform is located on the top floor of a skyscraper in the city center. It is surrounded by fully transparent glass curtain walls and tempered glass with cold light underfoot. Walking on it, it feels like floating above the city, and you can take in the beauty of the entire city. At the event site, a huge LED screen flashes the brand's logo and slogan, and the lighting is arranged like a dream. Silver beams interweave and hit the T-stage, creating a wonderful atmosphere of futuristic and fashionable blending.

As the brand's heavyweight spokesperson, Sang Shuwan has been rehearsing for this fashion show for several days and nights. At this moment, she is in the dressing room backstage, her eyes focused and determined. The makeup artist is carefully drawing her eyeliner, every stroke is meticulous, and the clothing assistant beside her is carefully checking the clothes she is about to wear on stage. It is a series of gorgeous clothes that combine traditional Spring Festival elements with modern fashion styles, each one is exquisite. One of them is a cheongsam embroidered with a golden auspicious dragon. The dragon's body is winding, and the scales are shining with golden light under the light, as if it will take off at any time; there is also an evening dress embellished with a red blessing character. The blessing character is embroidered with gold thread, which is particularly eye-catching on the black skirt. The skirt falls like a waterfall, and the crystals inlaid on it are dazzling.

"Shuwan, don't be too nervous, you will be fine." Agent Alice gently patted Sang Shuwan's shoulder. She was wearing a smart black suit, with short hair and a shrewd and confident look in her eyes. Alice was not only Sang Shuwan's agent, but also the CEO of her entertainment company. She had been working in the entertainment industry for many years and had great skills and extensive connections.

Sang Shuwan took a deep breath, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a confident smile: "Don't worry, Sister Alice, I'm ready." She stood up, moved her neck and shoulders, felt the weight and texture of her clothes, and a strong sense of mission surged in her heart.

At the same time, Sang Jiuyue was lazily lying on her massage chair, scrolling through her phone. Suddenly, a push message caught her eye: "Sang Shuwan stunned the audience at the brand's catwalk event and became the new focus of the fashion industry." Her hand shook violently and the phone almost slipped. "How is it possible?" She murmured in disbelief, and quickly clicked on the news. What caught her eyes were the glamorous photos of Sang Shuwan on the catwalk, each of which was breathtakingly beautiful. Her eyes instantly became gloomy, staring at the screen closely, and her knuckles turned white because of the force. "This is impossible, how can she be in the limelight at this time?" She threw the phone aside angrily, and the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart surged like a tide.

Sang Jiyue became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She felt that she had been played by the brand and Sang Shuwan. Previously, the brand had vowed to tailor a promotional campaign for her, but now Sang Shuwan had shined in such an important event. How could she swallow this? She stood up and paced back and forth in the room, with only one thought in her mind: go to the brand to ask for an explanation.

She hurriedly changed into a neat business suit, a slim black suit skirt, and a pair of high heels, each step made a quick and powerful sound. She came to the brand's office and walked straight to the producer's office. The sound of her high heels hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor, just like her angry heartbeat.

With a bang, she pushed open the door of the producer's office. Producer Wang was sitting at his desk, looking at documents. He was startled by the sudden noise and looked up with a surprised look on his face: "Ms. Sang, what are you doing..."

Sang Jiuyue leaned forward with her hands on the desk, her eyes burning with anger: "Mr. Wang, where is the promotional advertising campaign you mentioned before? This is not tailor-made for me at all! Look at it now, Sang Shuwan has stolen the limelight on the catwalk, what's wrong with you guys?" Her voice was sharp and rapid, with obvious questioning.

Mr. Wang sighed helplessly, put down the documents in his hand, leaned back in his chair, and showed an embarrassment on his face: "Ms. Sang, don't get excited yet, things have changed." He paused, as if thinking about how to word it.

"Change? What change? You are breaching the contract!" Sang Jiuyue didn't listen to his explanation at all. She became more and more agitated and waved her hands in the air.

President Wang smiled bitterly and said, "Ms. Sang, you know Alice, right? She is Sang Shuwan's agent and the CEO of Sang Shuwan Entertainment. Not long ago, she acquired our advertising company on behalf of the company. Now all decisions of the company are made by her, and we have no way to change it."

When Sang Jiuyue heard the news, she was struck by lightning and her body froze instantly. Her eyes widened, and the anger on her face was instantly replaced by shock. Her mouth opened slightly, but she couldn't make a sound. She never thought that the manipulator behind the scenes was Alice. This woman had been hiding behind Sang Shuwan. She seemed low-key, but she had such powerful energy. She quietly completed the acquisition of the advertising company and completely changed the situation.

She stood there in a daze, feeling mixed emotions. After a long while, she slowly found her voice: "How...how is this possible?" There was a slight tremor in her voice, and her previous arrogance disappeared without a trace.

Mr. Wang looked at her with a hint of sympathy in his eyes: "Ms. Sang, I'm really sorry, there's nothing we can do."

Sang Jiuyue walked out of the office in a daze, her steps were weak, as if she was stepping on cotton. She leaned against the wall in the corridor, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, feeling regretful. She realized that she was too proud before, and this contest was far from over.

Sang Jiuyue walked out of the brand's office in a daze, her steps were weak, as if she was stepping on cotton. She leaned against the wall in the corridor, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, feeling regretful. She realized that she was too proud before, and this competition was far from over.

Just as she was immersed in frustration and confusion, her cell phone suddenly rang. She mechanically took out her cell phone and saw the word "husband" flashing on the screen, and tears instantly blurred her eyes.

"Hey, Yichen..." Her voice was choked with sobs that were hard to conceal.

"Ji Yue, what's wrong with you? What happened?" On the other end of the phone, Shen Yichen's voice was full of anxiety and concern. That familiar voice was like a life-saving straw, giving Sang Ji Yue's originally shaky heart a little support.

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and told her husband the whole story.

"Wait for me there, don't go anywhere, I'll be there soon." Shen Yichen's tone was firm and powerful, leaving no room for doubt. Every word was like a reassurance, giving Sang Jiuyue some comfort.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue found a corner at the entrance of the building and sat down, staring at the ground with her mind in a mess. She recalled what she had done in the past few days, and how ridiculous her self-righteous pride seemed now. And when she thought Sang Shuwan had been completely suppressed, she made a gorgeous turn with the powerful support behind her and stood in the spotlight again.

After an unknown amount of time, a black luxury car slowly stopped in front of the building. The car door opened, and Shen Yichen's tall figure quickly got out of the car. He was wearing a well-tailored suit, with an upright posture and a handsome face full of anxiety and distress. He saw Sang Jiuyue in the corner at a glance, walked over quickly, squatted in front of her, and gently held her hand: "Jiyue, I'm here." His palm was broad and warm, like a warm current, instantly spreading throughout Sang Jiuyue's body.

Sang Jiuyue raised her head and looked at the man who loved her deeply. Tears welled up in her eyes again. She threw herself into Shen Yichen's arms and cried, "Yichen, what should I do? I lost so badly..." Her shoulders trembled slightly, and her voice was filled with tears. The grievances and unwillingness in her heart completely burst out at this moment.

Shen Yichen patted her back gently and comforted her softly: "It's okay, I'm here. Let's go home and think of a solution slowly." His voice was low and gentle, like a soft lullaby, soothing Sang Jiuyue's wounded heart.

With the help of Shen Yichen, Sang Jiuyue stood up and walked slowly towards the car. After getting in the car, Shen Yichen fastened her seat belt and gently wiped away the tears on her face: "Don't be sad, we will face it together." His movements were gentle and careful, as if Sang Jiuyue was a fragile treasure.

The car started slowly, Sang Jiuyue leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, exhausted. Shen Yichen reached out and held her hand while driving, giving her silent support. His fingers tightly clasped Sang Jiuyue's fingers, conveying strength and warmth.

After returning home, Shen Yichen asked Sang Jiyue to sit on the sofa and made her a cup of hot tea. He sat down beside her and said seriously: "Jiyue, I will help you. We can't just let it go. Although Alice has acquired the advertising company, we also have our own connections and resources." His eyes were firm and focused, staring at Sang Jiyue closely, as if promising her that no matter what happened, he would not let her get hurt.

Sang Jiuyue raised her head, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes: "Really? Yichen, do you really have a way?" Her eyes were full of expectation, as if she saw a ray of light in the darkness.

Shen Yichen nodded firmly: "Of course. I have been in the business circle for so many years and I know a lot of people. Let's take a long-term view and see if we can find an opportunity to turn the tables." His tone was full of confidence, which rekindled Sang Jiuyue's desperate heart. Sang Jiuyue leaned on Shen Yichen's shoulder, and a warm current surged in her heart. She knew that no matter what difficulties she encountered, Shen Yichen would stand by her side and face them with her. And this also rekindled her fighting spirit. She secretly vowed to make Sang Shuwan and Alice pay the price for what they did.

In the early morning of winter, the sky seemed to be tightly covered by a gray curtain. The heavy clouds were like huge lead blocks, pressing heavily over the city, making it airtight. The cold wind was like an angry beast, rushing through the gaps between the tall buildings, making sharp and piercing whistles, and hitting the windows wantonly, as if to draw everything in the world into its cold vortex.

Sang Jiuyue, wearing a slim-fitting royal blue business suit, stood upright in front of the French window of the apartment, gazing at the lifeless world outside the window. The suit was tailored to fit her figure, outlining her competence and elegance, but this exquisite dress could not dispel the haze lingering around her. Her face looked particularly pale in the dim light, her eyes were full of loneliness and resentment, she raised her hand and gently gathered her hair that was messed up by the wind, her movements were full of unconcealable irritation.

"Where are you going so early?" Shen Yichen's voice came from behind, hoarse and lazy as if he had just woken up. He was wearing loose pajamas, his hair was a little messy, and his sleepy eyes showed concern for his wife.

Sang Jiuyue turned around and looked at the man who accompanied her day and night and was considerate to her. The grievance and unwillingness in her heart were like a surging tide, and they did not diminish at all. "There is something urgent at the company, I have to go and deal with it." She tried her best to make her voice sound calm, but the slightly trembling ending still revealed the waves in her heart.

Shen Yichen frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he quickly walked to the clothes rack, took down a thick cashmere scarf, gently and skillfully wrapped it around her neck, and whispered as he arranged it: "It's windy outside, wrap yourself up tightly and don't catch a cold. I'll ask the driver to take you there?"

Sang Jiuyue shook her head gently, dodged his hand, and walked straight to the door, "No need, I'll drive myself, it's more convenient." After that, she walked out of the house without looking back. The door slowly closed behind her, making a dull sound, as if temporarily isolating the warmth between the two.

The car slowly drove into the congested street and moved forward with difficulty in the hustle and bustle of traffic. Sang Jiuyue gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white due to the force, and her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the years of entanglement with Sang Shuwan. Although they were not in the same company, they had long been enemies. With her sweet appearance and several hit idol dramas, Sang Shuwan became a hot star in the entertainment industry, with high popularity and fans all over the world.

Since Sang Shuwan became famous, he has been targeting Sang Jiuyue everywhere. At a fashion event, Sang Shuwan deliberately mentioned a failed advertising plan of Sang Jiuyue in his early years in front of the media. His words were full of sarcasm, implying that Sang Jiuyue was incompetent, which led to Sang Jiuyue being questioned by many media at that event, and the scene was very embarrassing. Not only that, Sang Shuwan also used his influence to spread false statements among brands, saying that Sang Jiuyue was too strong and difficult to get along with in the cooperation, causing some brands that originally intended to cooperate with Sang Jiuyue's company to back off. As for this Alpine cosmetics advertisement, Sang Jiuyue's company had already had preliminary intentions with the brand, but Sang Shuwan intervened and snatched the project away with his high popularity.

"Just because she's popular now, can she take away my opportunity and trample on my efforts?" Sang Jiuyue gritted her teeth and whispered to herself, with anger and unwillingness flashing in her eyes, "This time, I will never give up easily."

Finally, the car arrived at the office building where the company was located. Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath, tried to adjust her mood, stepped on her high heels, and walked into the building with firm steps. Her figure seemed particularly tall in the empty corridor, and every step she took showed confidence and determination, as if she wanted to step on the haze in her heart.

As soon as he sat down in the office, his cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence in the room. Sang Jiuyue picked up the phone and saw that it was Mr. Qi calling. He sat up straight instantly, with a bit of awe in his eyes, and hurriedly answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Qi!"

"Ji Yue, I heard that Sang Shuwan snatched away the Alps cosmetics advertisement that you had been eyeing for a long time?" President Qi's voice came from the receiver, with his usual strength and decisiveness, like a sharp blade, cutting straight to the point.

Sang Jiuyue's heart ached, and she smiled bitterly and replied, "Yes, Mr. Qi, I'm just depressed. I've been working in this industry for so many years, working diligently, and have won many big projects for the company, but this time she easily snatched it away."

"Humph, I've heard about this. How can we just let it go like this?" President Qi interrupted her, his tone full of unquestionable dominance, "I'll show you a way. There's an advertiser named Ms. Duo. Her high-end skincare brand is also planning to shoot an advertisement in the Alps, and she's looking for a reliable advertising producer. Ms. Duo has a unique vision and is very demanding of her partners, but if we can reach a cooperation with her, the benefits and reputation it will bring will be much better than Sang Shuwan's project."

Sang Jiuyue's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and her voice trembled with excitement: "Really? President Qi, thank you so much! This opportunity is so important to me, it is simply my life-saving straw to prove myself."

"Don't thank me so quickly." Mr. Qi changed the subject. "This Ms. Duo is not simple. She has extremely high requirements and is very picky. She is well-known in the industry for her pursuit of perfection and attention to detail. The teams she has worked with respect and fear her. I've given you the news. It depends on you whether you can grasp it. I'll send you the information later. You should prepare well and don't take it lightly."

After hanging up the phone, Sang Jiuyue sat in a chair, her heart still pounding. This was a rare turn of events, like a ray of light in the darkness, but the thought of facing such a picky CEO, the pressure was as heavy as a mountain. She knew that this opportunity was hard-won, and if she could successfully take it, she could not only restore her reputation in the industry, but also strike back at Sang Shuwan. But if she failed, she would fall into an even more difficult situation.

At this time, Shen Yichen was in Mr. Qi's office. After Mr. Qi finished talking to Sang Jiyue, he looked at Shen Yichen with a look of helplessness and expectation: "Yichen, Jiyue is a strong-willed girl, and this incident has dealt a heavy blow to her. You also know that this Duo is difficult to deal with. If Jiyue can be taken down, her career will definitely be able to move to a higher level. Please help her more. You and your husband are united, and you can achieve great things. I believe you can do it."

Shen Yichen nodded solemnly, his eyes firm: "Boss Qi, don't worry, I will do my best. Jiyue has paid so much for her career, she is determined to get this opportunity, I will not let her down. In my heart, she has always been the best, I will accompany her and get through this difficult time together."

Coming out of Mr. Qi's office, Shen Yichen hurriedly walked, his mind full of how to help Sang Jiuyue prepare for the meeting with Mr. Duo. He knew the importance of this opportunity to Sang Jiuyue, and also understood the huge pressure she was under at the moment. As a husband, he was determined to be her strongest backing, to protect her from wind and rain, and to lend her a helping hand.

When he got home, it was already late, the lights in the house were dim, but Sang Jiuyue was nowhere to be seen. He walked into the study and saw Sang Jiuyue sitting at the desk, frowning in front of the computer screen, with documents scattered all over the table. Her eyes were focused and persistent, and she didn't notice Shen Yichen's arrival at all.

Shen Yichen walked over quietly, put a cup of steaming coffee on the table, and said softly: "Jiyue, don't be busy yet, have a cup of coffee and take a break. You can't stand staring at the computer like this."

Sang Jiuyue raised her head and looked at Shen Yichen, with a grateful smile on her tired face: "Thank you, Yichen. I'm fine, I just want to prepare more and can't miss this opportunity."

Shen Yichen pulled over a chair, sat down next to her, and said seriously: "I will prepare with you. I have sorted out all the resources I can mobilize, and also studied Mr. Duo's previous cooperation cases. We can start from these aspects." As he said, he took out a stack of information from his bag and handed it to Sang Jiuyue.

In the following days, Sang Jiuyue and Shen Yichen plunged into the preparations. They carefully studied Mr. Duo's past successful cases, analyzing his brand positioning, target audience, and advertising style preferences. Shen Yichen used his connections in the industry to inquire about Mr. Duo's preferences and negotiation style, and provided Sang Jiuyue with as much information as possible.

When planning the shooting plan, the two discussed repeatedly, striving for perfection in every detail from the selection of shooting locations to the formation of the shooting team to the subsequent publicity and promotion. In order to find the most suitable shooting location, Sang Jiuyue consulted a lot of information about the Alps, comparing the scenery characteristics, lighting conditions and shooting convenience of different regions; when selecting the shooting team, she had an in-depth understanding of the work and experience of each member to ensure that the team had sufficient strength and creativity. Shen Yichen, with his keen insight into the market, put forward many unique insights to make the plan more perfect.

Finally, the day arrived to meet President Duo.

Sang Jiuyue specially chose a smart yet elegant Armani suit, paired with simple Bulgari jewelry, delicate makeup, and her hair was meticulously tied behind her head. Before leaving, Shen Yichen carefully helped her adjust her collar again, his eyes full of encouragement and concern: "Don't be nervous, you are so well prepared, you will definitely succeed. I'll wait for your good news."

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and gave herself a firm smile: "Well, I can do it!"

She arrived at the agreed coffee terrace half an hour early. The terrace was decorated warmly, with a few wooden tables and chairs placed under white parasols, and all kinds of flowers planted around. The air was filled with the aroma of coffee and light floral scent. Soft music flowed in the air like gurgling water, creating a cozy and relaxing atmosphere.

Sang Jiuyue chose a seat with the best view and ordered a latte. While drinking coffee, she looked at the entrance of the rooftop from time to time, feeling both excited and nervous. Although she had made sufficient preparations, her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily in the face of this important meeting that would determine the direction of her career.

After a while, a woman in a burgundy slim-fit suit appeared at the entrance of the rooftop. She was tall, with neat short hair, sharp and bright eyes, and a strong aura in her every move. Sang Jiuyue recognized her at a glance, it was President Duo.

She immediately stood up, with a confident and enthusiastic smile on her face, and walked quickly forward: "Hello, Mr. Duo! It's a great honor to meet you. I'm Sang Jiuyue, and I hope you can give me your guidance on the matters concerning the supervision of this advertisement."

President Duo nodded slightly, looked her over, and smiled politely: "Hello, Miss Sang. I have heard of your name for a long time. Seeing you today, I find that you are indeed worthy of your reputation."

The two sat down, and the waiter came forward to serve Mr. Duo a cup of American coffee. After a brief greeting, they started to get down to business.

Mr. Duo's expression became serious, and he said directly: "Ms. Sang, I have very high requirements for this advertising shoot. The time is tight, the task is heavy, and the budget is limited. Are you sure you can do it well?"

Sang Jiuyue was well prepared and answered calmly, "Mr. Duo, I have been working in the advertising industry for many years and have handled hundreds of projects of all sizes. Take last year's [name a well-known brand] advertisement for example. At that time, time was tight and the budget was tight, but our team optimized the shooting process and integrated resources. Not only did we complete the shooting on time, we also exceeded expectations, bringing significant benefits to the brand. For your project this time, I have also developed a detailed plan that can not only guarantee the shooting effect, but also strictly control costs." As she spoke, she handed over the carefully prepared plan.

Mr. Duo took the proposal and read it carefully, raising some sharp questions from time to time, such as concerns about the safety of the shooting location and doubts about the later publicity channels. Sang Jiuyue patiently answered them one by one, with clear thinking and rigorous logic. She not only elaborated on her professional insights in detail, but also combined with the information provided by Shen Yichen, and cleverly mentioned some potential cooperation directions that Mr. Duo might be interested in, trying to show her sincerity and comprehensive thinking ability.

During the conversation, Duo's attitude gradually softened from the initial scrutiny, and occasionally he would show a hint of appreciation. More than an hour later, Duo closed the plan, leaned back in his chair, thought for a moment and said, "Ms. Sang, I have to say that you are very professional and well prepared. However, I heard that the company competing with my brand this time asked Sang Shuwan to shoot the commercial. You and her..." Duo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Sang Jiuyue's heart tightened, but she still said frankly: "Boss Duo, to be honest, Sang Shuwan and I have some grudges. She has been targeting me all these years, and this time she also snatched away my original cooperation opportunity. But I believe that professional ability is the key to determining the quality of advertising, and I will not let personal grudges affect my work."

Mr. Duo nodded gently, with a meaningful smile on his face. "I've also heard about Sang Shuwan's past. He acted like a big shot, refused to cooperate with the filming, and ignored the details of the advertisement. I don't want my advertisement to become like that."

Sang Jiuyue's heart moved, and she said tentatively: "Don't worry, Mr. Duo, I will devote myself to it. This time the filming will be in the Alps. I will coordinate with all parties to ensure that the perfect advertisement is presented according to your requirements. Maybe, our advertisement can stand out from Sang Shuwan's."

A hint of recognition flashed in Duo's eyes: "Okay, Miss Sang, I appreciate your honesty and professionalism. I have decided to cooperate with you and look forward to a complete success of this cooperation in the Alps."

Sang Jiuyue was so excited that she almost cried out. She suppressed her excitement and said, "Mr. Duo, thank you so much! Don't worry, I will do my best and live up to your trust!"

Coming out of the coffee terrace, Sang Jiuyue felt that all her strength had been drained out, she was tired and nervous. She couldn't wait to call Shen Yichen, and as soon as the call was connected, she said with a little tiredness: "Yichen, I just finished talking to Ms. Duo, she decided to cooperate with me!"

Shen Yichen said excitedly on the other end of the phone: "Great, Jiyue! I knew you could do it!"

After returning home, Sang Jiuyue collapsed on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze. Shen Yichen thoughtfully made her a cup of hot tea, sat beside her and gently held her hand: "Don't worry too much, you are so well prepared, there will be no problem. Even if it doesn't work out, we have tried our best, there will be other opportunities."

Sang Jiuyue turned her head and looked at him, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She had been so busy these days that she hadn't had time to talk to him properly. "Thank you, Yichen. I really don't know what I would have done without your help."

Shen Yichen gently hugged her into his arms: "What nonsense are you talking about? We are husband and wife, and your business is my business."

In the following days, Sang Jiuyue will have to devote herself to the intensive preparations. Not only does she have to communicate and coordinate with the shooting team, but she also has to deal with various emergencies to ensure that the shooting of the Alps advertisement is foolproof.

A week before departure, Sang Jiuyue held the last preparatory meeting with her team members in the office. After the meeting, she sat alone in the office, looking at the bustling city night view outside the window, feeling a lot of emotions in her heart. From the initial anger and reluctance when she learned that Sang Shuwan had taken away her opportunity, to now that she is about to set foot on the Alps to start her own project, only she knows the twists and turns along the way. (End of this chapter)