Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

"Mr. Jiang!"

Wu Wen was coordinating Zhang Zetian's cover shoot in the studio when she saw Jiang Beicheng and addressed him respectfully.

Jiang Beicheng nodded and stood aside to watch.

Who did Mr. Zhang's hair and makeup?

"What's wrong? Doesn't it match?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head. "I just find it very novel. I've never seen such a wild side of her before."

She is no longer the innocent school beauty of yesteryear, nor the professional woman who accompanied Da Dongzi to various events. Now, Zhang Zetian exudes a more aloof and elegant aura.

His eyes seemed to see through many things.

Even the makeup and styling she chose today is the sexy and ambitious style often used by celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry.

“I’ve had quite a few private conversations with President Zhang, and I’ve discovered that she has a ruthless streak hidden inside her,” Wu Wen said.

As they were chatting, Zhang Zetian finished her photoshoot and walked over with a smile, addressing him as "President Jiang".

Jiang Beicheng gave her a polite hug and joked, "Even Dong-ge has never seen this side of you before, has he?"

Zhang Zetian smiled and said, "Isn't life all about constantly trying new things?"
"Mr. Jiang, please offer your opinion from the perspective of someone who's the godfather of Asian fashion."

"You flatter me," Jiang Beicheng praised. "You've really caught my eye."

"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Jiang." Zhang Zetian smiled and put her hands together. "I originally planned to visit Mr. Jiang with Mr. Wu after filming, but I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to come and visit the set today. It's a great honor."

However, it might take you a few cups of tea's time.

Wu Wen said, "I'm going with Mr. Jiang for tea. If there's anything else, please contact me by phone."

Zhang Zetian put on an OK sign of jewelry before changing her clothes.

Wu Wen made a phone call to Liu Chong, the new editor-in-chief of "Shangcheng", and asked him to go to the scene to coordinate the filming of General Manager Zhang.

"President Jiang, it's been a long time," Liu Chong greeted respectfully.

Jiang Beicheng appreciates his talent, and he still holds a high position in the Chinese entertainment and fashion circles. If it weren't for Vogue headquarters deliberately making things difficult for him and Shangcheng magazine to compete in the first half of the year, and the Vogue 20th anniversary celebration being boycotted by artists, he wouldn't have lowered his status to work for Wu Wen.

Wu Wen is even less likely to surpass him in fame and status.

One can only marvel at the extraordinary abilities of the powerful backer behind this.

With the help of friends such as Yang Mi and Liu Yifei, Wu Wen and Liu Chong successfully "joined hands".

Liu Chongsheng has been appointed editor-in-chief of "Shangcheng" magazine, continuing to create his legend in the Chinese entertainment and fashion industry.

Wu Wen moved into an administrative management position, where she was responsible for coordinating and planning the group's strategic development.

Jiang Beicheng asked, "How's the company culture here?"

"They are very energetic. Working with a young team will spark many novel ideas. I am grateful to President Jiang and President Wu for giving me this opportunity to showcase myself," Liu Chong said modestly.

Jiang Beicheng nodded. "In the Chinese entertainment and fashion industry, there aren't many editors-in-chief I approve of, but you're one of them."

"I am flattered." Liu Chong quickly bowed slightly to Jiang Beicheng.

That's giving him too much credit.

However, they must have been overjoyed and excited, as Mr. Jiang's affirmation is undoubtedly valuable in any circle.

"I'll leave things to Editor-in-Chief Liu with General Manager Zhang. I need to discuss something with General Manager Jiang," Wu Wen instructed.

Liu Chong smiled and nodded, then bid farewell to Jiangbei City to get back to work.

"Mr. Jiang, coffee or tea?" Wu Wen invited Jiang Beicheng to sit in her office.

"Either is fine." Jiang Beicheng was deeply impressed by the president's office of Shangcheng, especially the desk and the sofa, which were his and his lunch break lover Wu Wen's battlefield.

He moved to the CEO's office, sat on the sofa, and took the coffee Wu Wen brought him. "When do you plan to go through with the transfer?"

"It should be soon," Wu Wen said affectionately in Jiang Beicheng's ear with a smile. "The small room isn't finished being renovated yet."

A smile appeared on Jiang Beicheng's face.

The president's office in the Guichao Industrial Park had a hidden door leading to a small room, supposedly for Wu Wen to take a nap.

It's actually a decorated brothel.

Continue to maintain this lunch break romance with Jiang Beicheng.

I'll go rest there when I have nothing to do in Jiangbei City at noon.

Jiang Beichen teased her, "You need to make sure the soundproofing is good, your voice is very rough."

"No way!" Wu Wen laughed and patted Jiang Beicheng's arm. "That's genuine feedback. Why would I pretend to be reserved?"
President Jiang should be proud of this.

She knew what "rude" meant; it actually referred to her burning passion and her unrestrained nature.

Jiang Beicheng leaned back on the sofa. "I've always been quite proud of it."

"Hahaha, it has to be you, my dear President Jiang."

She then lay down on her side in Jiang Beicheng's arms.

I'll chat with him to kill some time; Zhang Zetian will probably be gone for a while.

……

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Jiang."

After shooting the cover, Zhang Zetian rushed to the president's office to apologize to Jiang Beicheng.

She didn't expect it to take so long.

Wu Wen joked, "President Jiang and I already guessed this outcome."

Liu Chong is a detail-obsessed person; once a task is entrusted to him, it must be completed to his satisfaction.

Extended working hours are common.

Sometimes, if a certain detail is not handled properly, the whole process may have to be started over.

Jiang Beichen glanced at the time. "It won't delay dinner."

Looking at Wu Wen, he said, "Let's invite Liu Chong along. He and Qianqian are good friends too."

"Okay." Wu Wen sent a message to Liu Chong.

Jiang Beicheng stood up and said, "President Zhang, please."

Zhang Zetian smiled and stepped aside, letting Jiang Beicheng go first.

I followed him to the lawn of the industrial park and took a private helicopter from Jiangbei City to the manor for dinner.

The woman who's with Da Dongzi must be worldly-wise.

However, in such situations, guests would definitely want the host to carry them up.

While looking down at Jiangbei City Manor from the air, we admired it and chatted with Jiangbei City about the manor's design inspiration, layout, landscaping, and other related matters.

Jiang Beicheng knew, of course, that Zhang Zetian's compliment was just polite, but he still patiently shared it with her.

What's true and what's false, nobody cares.

It's still a matter of mutual support and giving each other face.

The helicopter landed at the manor in Jiangbei City, and then we took the Maybach Pullman S680 from Jiangbei City to the main villa for a meal.

The top-of-the-line business executive sedan, worth nearly two thousand W, is often used as a shuttle bus in the manor in Jiangbei City.

"President Zhang, welcome to Jiangnan City." Liu Yifei, her belly protruding, greeted him at the door. After speaking, she looked at her old friend Liu Chong and smiled at him, "Shangcheng didn't disappoint you, did it?"

Zhang Zetian and Liu Chong both looked at Liu Yifei's stomach.

However, their eyes and expressions were completely different.

Zhang Zetian glanced at it subconsciously, then smiled and went up to Liu Yifei to give her a polite hug and greeting.

It's not surprising that Liu Yifei lives in the Jiang family's mansion.

From the moment news broke that Yizhi Culture Media had been acquired by Liu Yifei, Zhang Zetian guessed that this was Jiang Beicheng's arrangement.

Based on market valuations, it would be impossible for Liu Yifei to buy this media behemoth.

This suggests a close relationship between her and Jiang Beicheng.

It was somewhat surprising that she was pregnant with Jiang Beicheng's child, since Liu Yifei's public image didn't seem like that of someone who had an illegitimate child with a wealthy man.

But I was just curious.

Zhang Zetian can understand Liu Yifei's choice, just like she did when she chose Da Dongzi. Do you think she's confused?
No!

I know very well what I'm doing.

What will you gain by doing it?

Liu Chong was almost speechless with shock. He hadn't seen Liu Yifei since the end of last year.

Even during the highly controversial Vogue 20th anniversary celebration, the two communicated via phone and WeChat.

He never considered that Liu Yifei was unable to participate in various activities because she was pregnant.

Shocked and incredulous, she thought she knew her friend Liu Yifei quite well.

Would she do something like that?
Mr. Jiang has a girlfriend; this is common knowledge in society.

You are Liu Yifei!
They too bowed down to wealth.

"You seem to have a lot of questions for me," Liu Yifei said with a smile. "Before that, you should calm down. Mr. Jiang invited you here today."

Liu Chong snapped out of his daze and quickly apologized to Jiang Beicheng.

More important than being shocked and confused is to thank Mr. Jiang for his kind invitation and then show the proper etiquette of a guest.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "It's good to come and chat with Qianqian."

"If there's anything, you can talk about it after dinner."

He turned his gaze to the manor's butler, "Has everything been arranged over there?"

The butler nodded. "Sir, the food is being served one after another. The restaurant we chose is the Nanshan Private Room in the back garden."

Jiang Beicheng nodded and led his guests to their meal.

There's no need to go through so much formality and entertainment like we did when we hosted the big names in the automotive industry last time.

That kind of "refined" taste that belongs to men at the dinner table.

Women may not like it.

The musicians in the manor can go to the back garden to play the guzheng and pipa, which will add a touch of relaxed elegance.

"Charlemagne Park in Burgundy".

Jiang Beicheng had a servant in the manor open a bottle of red wine and introduced it to Zhang Zetian.

"President Jiang, you've gone to so much trouble," Zhang Zetian said politely.

It wasn't just empty politeness; President Jiang was genuinely showing her and Da Dongzi the importance of serving her such high-class red wine today.

Charlemagne Gardens is the smallest of the 33 Grand Cru vineyards in Burgundy, and its production is very limited.

It shares the same production area as Romanée-Conti, which is world-renowned.

Romanée-Conti, for those with money to drink.

Even if you have money, you might not be able to afford a Charlemagne Grand Cru wine.

However, in terms of market value and rarity, it is still far inferior to the multi-million dollar whiskey served to the automotive industry tycoons last time.

“Dong-ge and I have never been polite to each other, you know that, so please be casual with me,” Jiang Beicheng said with a smile.

Zhang Zetian smiled and nodded.

At the dinner table, they chatted about the food and drinks, and inquired about Liu Yifei's well-being, but rarely discussed work-related matters.

Halfway through the meal, Da Dongzi made a video call to Zhang Zetian.

"Honey, do you know where I am?" Zhang Zetian said with a smile as she answered the video call.

Liu Qiangdong asked with concern, "Are you done filming? When are you planning to come back? I'll have the airline send a private jet to pick you up."

They naturally travel by private jet.

It's just registered under the company's name and used in the company's name.

"Can we look at it later? I'm having dinner at President Jiang's house." Zhang Zetian held her phone, leaning towards Jiang Beicheng to capture him in the shot.

"Dong-ge, have you just finished your work?" Jiang Beicheng asked.

Liu Qiangdong smiled and said, "I just finished a meeting and I'm heading to the data center now."

Sorry to bother you, bro.

Jiang Beicheng: "I would prefer that you two come together to bother us."

"Hahaha, I've been busy lately. How about I find some time next time? I'd like to visit your estate for some leisure time," Liu Qiangdong laughed.

The 618 shopping festival is JD.com's most important promotional event, and it was initiated by JD.com.

He is returning to the public eye to achieve results and regain his sense of identity.

Da Dongzi is under a lot of pressure too.

Jiang Beicheng expressed his understanding.

"Keep in touch anytime," Jiang Beicheng said.

"Honey, that's all for now. Don't forget to eat." Zhang Zetian hung up the video call.

Then I sent a WeChat message to Liu Qiangdong, mentioning that Liu Yifei was pregnant with Jiang Beicheng's child and was about to give birth. I knew about this, and I should give her a token of my appreciation, whether she was a friend or a business partner.

"When you leave, give Liu Yifei a red envelope," Liu Qiangdong instructed Zhang Zetian.

He wasn't surprised at all.

It's no exaggeration to say that a young talent like Jiang Beicheng would be sought after by top figures in any industry, not just the entertainment circle.

The only one in the country!
On a global scale, his age is quite remarkable.

Zhang Zetian replied with "OK".

After dinner at 8 p.m., Zhang Zetian said goodbye and took the initiative to add Liu Yifei's contact information, sending her a red envelope with 128000 yuan and congratulating her: "Congratulations, mother and child are safe and sound."

Liu Yifei accepted the thanks without hesitation.

She understood that, given the relationship between Jiang Beicheng and Liu Qiangdong, the significance of the 100,000 yuan red envelope far outweighed the monetary value.

Neither of them considered it money.

It expresses heartfelt blessings and respect for friendship.

If I were to be polite and politely decline, I would leave Jiang Beicheng and Liu Qiangdong and his wife with no way to save face.

Although it's said that pregnancy makes you stupid for three years, it's not to that extent.

"I'll take you." Jiang Beicheng was seeing Zhang Zetian off. Da Dongzi had sent a private plane over, and he could take Zhang Zetian to the airport by helicopter.

Zhang Zetian's casual team went directly to the airport to meet her.

When she was leaving, Liu Yifei invited her friend Liu Chong to sit down and chat.

“Sisi, I’m very surprised by your decision.” Liu Chong expressed his shock while also hurriedly explaining, “I didn’t mean to disrespect President Jiang. President Jiang is an entrepreneur I greatly admire and a role model for us young people.”

But you…

I still can't understand why Liu Yifei made such a decision.

Liu Yifei smiled and said, "If I said I just wanted to experience what it's like for a woman to give birth, would you believe me?"

Liu Chong was stunned.

This reason is even harder to believe.

Having just returned to the television industry, re-established his authority and "dominance," and taken his career to a new level, you say you want to experience "the feeling of childbirth." This reason is less than saying you've bowed down to wealth.

Liu Yifei guessed that Liu Chong wouldn't believe her, so she could only explain it using her current way of thinking: "Maybe my obsession with being an artist isn't as deep anymore."

Liu Chong was still staring at her in a daze.

Liu Yifei smiled and said, "If you think outside the entertainment industry, perhaps you will understand what I'm saying."

Liu Chong was confused. "You don't want to be an actor anymore?"

"You really have such thoughts?" Liu Yifei asked. "Do you think the identities of entrepreneur, philanthropist, education advocate, cultural exchange ambassador... are suitable for me?"

This time, Liu Chong didn't just stare blankly at Liu Yifei; he fell silent.

He realized that Liu Yifei's way of thinking was no longer on the same level as that of celebrities in the entertainment industry.

Perhaps this is what she truly desires from the Jiang family, not merely wealth. (End of Chapter)