Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 148 Dilraba's Little Thoughts, Milk Xiao
Jiang Qing just pried Yang Wei's fingers off his shoulder and looked up to meet a pair of smiling eyes.

Liu Yifei stood in the aisle, holding up her skirt with one hand. The jade bracelet on her wrist swayed with inertia and touched the armrest of the chair, making a very soft "ding" sound.

"hiss!"

Yang Wei's gasp was particularly clear in his ears.

Can't this guy be a little more ambitious? He's a producer at Tencent, after all.

But then he remembered that before his rebirth, HW had once invited this man as the spokesperson for a new car launch event. At that time, Yu Chengdong's performance was similar to Yang Wei's. His face was full of wrinkles, and he didn't boast as fluently as usual. He was teased by his friends in the industry.

"I've long heard of President Jiang's reputation. I heard that Tencent even submitted the script for 'Dream Record' to you before?"

Liu Yifei tucked her stray hairs behind her ears, revealing earrings adorned with diamonds the size of a thumb.

"At the time, I even thought how interesting it would be to collaborate with President Jiang on this kind of subject matter, but unfortunately, I missed the opportunity in the end."

Jiang Qing's gaze swept over the gold thread embroidery of intertwined branches on her skirt.

This pattern, popular in the Song Dynasty, seemed even more vibrant on her than the porcelain in the display case.

"It is a bit of a pity."

Jiang Qing showed a regretful expression.

"However, compared to other themes, time loops are more attractive to me. As Professor Liu knows, it's hard for us science and engineering guys to resist this kind of temptation."

He smiled and shrugged.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a chair flipping over beside me.

Three or four reporters crouched down and moved their cameras in this direction, with flashbulbs going off incessantly.

"I've seen the behind-the-scenes footage of your [beginning]."

Liu Yifei took a half step forward, her smile growing even brighter.

"Mr. Jiang's acting skills are not those of a newcomer. I look forward to the opportunity to work with you in the future."

She acted with composure and grace, as if she genuinely only appreciated Jiang Qing's acting skills.

Yang Wei suddenly coughed violently, and the oolong tea in his hand almost spilled onto the back of the head of the bald investor in the front row.

Jiang Qing glanced at Dilraba and saw her whispering to her manager, her eyes glancing over intentionally or unintentionally.

Besides, many eyes on the scene were sweeping in their direction.

"You flatter me, Teacher Liu."

Jiang Qing took a half step back without changing her expression, her smile undiminished.

"So, Teacher Liu, you've been practicing tea ceremony lately? I see you have calluses on the back of your hands from using a tea whisk."

Liu Yifei subconsciously turned her palm over.

This action caused a middle-aged man in a suit in the front row to stand up abruptly. Yang Wei immediately judged that the man was also a sycophant.

Eh?
Why did I use "也"?
"President Jiang has a good eye."

Liu Yifei curled her fingers and chuckled, the jade bracelet on her wrist sliding down to her forearm.

"The tea ceremony instructor specially prepared for the scene where Zhao Pan'er serves tea."

"Sissi! We need to add a shot here!"

The producer of "Meng Hua Lu" suddenly interrupted with his shout.

"Ok."

Liu Yifei waved to him, then turned back and raised an eyebrow at Jiang Qing with a helpless expression.

"Then Mr. Jiang, please go ahead with your work. We can talk again when you have time?"

"it is good."

Jiang Qing had no objection; this person was too conspicuous, and in just this short time, he had already attracted a lot of hostile glances.

This kind of film and television industry event is not a technology summit; I don't have the same prestige as the person in front of me here.

Liu Yifei nodded and smiled at Jiang Qing again. As she turned around, the hem of her skirt brushed against his trousers, the pale yellow silk rubbing against his black suit pants, like the sunset sweeping across the night sky.

Suddenly, the entire venue was filled with the sound of camera shutters clicking.

Jiang heard the whispers of many people around him.

"I didn't see Mr. Jiang among the guests before, how come he suddenly appeared?"

"Did you see that tall, thin guy next to him? That's a newly promoted producer at Tencent Video. They're supposedly college roommates."

"Oh, I remember now, it's the 'nepotism' that President Jiang mentioned on the show, right?"

"That's right..."

Jiang Qing chuckled to himself, realizing how fast these gossips spread.

"Old Jiang, do you regret it now?"

Yang Wei suddenly leaned over and winked at him.

"If you had accepted the Dream Record back then, you could have been with this person..."

"Boss Jiang is here!"

"Mr. Jiang, I am Zhang Cheng from IDG. We met at the Luyang Technology Summit two years ago."

"Mr. Jiang..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a chorus of greetings.

Four or five investment company representatives crowded around, and Jiang Qing could only force a smile to deal with them.

In fact, he had no recollection of these people at all; he had met far too many investors over the years.

After a quick exchange of pleasantries, Jiang Qing grabbed the program booklet and pulled Yang Wei toward the third row. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a middle-aged woman with short hair leading a girl in a sequined halter dress toward them. It seemed they were in the row behind them.

That girl...

Nice figure!

She looked to be about the same age as Ono, but her chest was bulging and would jiggle slightly when she walked, which was really eye-catching.

Cheng Xiao carefully pressed down on her overly short skirt, her slightly chubby cheeks made her look like a ripe peach with blush.

She kept adjusting the position of her shoulder strap, feeling very uncomfortable under the scrutinizing gazes from all around her.

Although I often perform on stage, the feeling on stage is completely different from this situation.

"Oh, it's Du Hua from Yuehua Entertainment and Cheng Xiao, an artist from their company. This girl used to be a member of a Korean girl group."

Yang Wei sat down first, and after following Jiang Qing's gaze, he gave him a knowing smile and explained the facts.

"How is it? Isn't she got a great figure? She's known as 'Milk Xiao'."

Seeing Jiang Qing sit down, he grinned and covered his mouth, raising an eyebrow at him.

As soon as they sat down, Du Hua and his companion sat down behind them.

"Oh, you must be President Jiang from Wuwen! Oh, I've heard so much about you."

As soon as he sat down, Du Hua's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Qing, and he immediately greeted her warmly.

"Hello, Mr. Du."

Jiang Qing turned to the side, smiled, and nodded, politely responding.

"Xiao Xiao, this is President Jiang of Wuwen Technology. Hurry up and greet him. Haven't you been pursuing Peach Blossom Village all this time?" Seeing Jiang Qing's indifferent reaction, Du Hua's eyes darted around and he immediately winked at Cheng Xiao, who was standing to the side.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. I am Cheng Xiao, an artist from Yuehua Entertainment. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Cheng Xiao obediently bowed and greeted him, flashing a standard smile that had been trained many times.

"Hello, Miss Cheng Xiao is very beautiful."

Jiang Qing turned to her and praised her with a smile.

He could tell that the girl was actually quite nervous.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a slight southern accent, and her full breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, creating beautiful curves.

Seeing how useless she was, her voice trembling even when she greeted someone, Du Hua was secretly displeased, but she smiled apologetically at Jiang Qing.

"This is Xiao Xiao's first time attending such a grand event, please forgive her, President Jiang."

"It's okay, I understand."

Jiang Qing smiled indifferently, not even glancing at the girl who had already lowered her head.

"Don't worry, Mr. Du, our General Manager Jiang is very tolerant of pretty girls."

Yang Wei chimed in with a grin.

Cheng Xiao glanced quickly at Jiang Qing, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the hem of her skirt.

She seems to have embarrassed herself.

Du Hua caught a glimpse of Yang Wei's name tag and immediately struck up a conversation with him.

As the saying goes, a local official is more powerful than a distant one. Although Jiang Qing is capable, it is clear that this producer Yang is the one they should be currying favor with right now.

"Mr. Du, you've really made a splash today."

Dilraba's agent, Gong Fangnan, approached at some point, her familiar smile carrying a hint of something indescribable.

"Your Yuehua Entertainment artists have occupied five trending topics today, that's amazing!"

Just as Du Hua was about to speak, the big screen suddenly switched to a trailer for "You Are My Glory".

Dilraba smiled radiantly on screen, while in real life, she was walking towards them in ten-centimeter stilettos. The hem of her fishtail skirt barely brushed against Cheng Xiao's calves, causing her to hurriedly pull her foot back.

"Is President Jiang hiding here?"

Dilraba walked forward with a bright smile.

"Since you're already here, Mr. Jiang, do you still think you can escape to a peaceful life? I'm afraid that's a bit difficult."

She curled her red lips into a smile and winked mischievously.

"I just came here with a friend to broaden my horizons, that's all."

Jiang Qing was surprised that she had come looking for her again, and casually explained.

He noticed that Cheng Xiao was secretly using the process booklet to cover her chest, trying to hide her overly revealing neckline.

When the spotlight swept across her, her chubby cheeks were almost transparent in the strong light.

"President Jiang has an aura of prestige, so it won't be easy for him to slack off. My leading man isn't here today, so why don't you come over to my place for a bit, President Jiang?"

Reba didn't care about Jiang Qing's indifferent reaction and extended an invitation enthusiastically.

She had just thought about it, and realized that if Jiang Qing, the "real-life Yu Tu," were by her side, she could probably dominate today's trending topics.

"I'll pass, thank you for the invitation, Ms. Dilraba, this place is fine."

Jiang Qing refused outright without giving it much thought.

He glanced at the spot Dilraba had indicated, in the center of the second row, not far from Liu Yifei; clearly, both of them were highly regarded by Tencent.

His seat was in the third row, on the side. Although it looked alright, the view and other aspects were definitely not as good as hers.

The problem is that he doesn't care about these things.

Just as Reba was about to speak again to persuade him, a staff member suddenly walked up to her, first bowed to Yang Wei to greet him, and then turned to Jiang Qing with a respectful smile.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. Our General Manager Han would like to invite you to sit down next to him."

After saying that, he turned and gestured towards the first row.

Jiang Qing and the others followed his gaze and saw Han Zijie, the person in charge of today's press conference at Tencent, smiling and waving in their direction.

To be precise, it was to greet Jiang Qing.

Many guests at the scene seemed thoughtful after witnessing this scene, and Dilraba, standing to the side, felt a little embarrassed.

She seems to have underestimated how much Tencent values ​​President Jiang.

Jiang Qingchong and Han Zijie smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the newcomer.

"Please thank Mr. Han for me. Just tell him I'll stay here and that I'm just here with a friend. He doesn't need to worry about me."

He actually refused?

The people present looked surprised; none of them expected that Jiang Qing would not give Han Zijie any face at all.

To their surprise, the penguin staff member seemed completely unfazed, maintaining a smile and bowing as he left.

"In that case, I won't bother you any longer, Mr. Jiang. We can talk again later when you have some free time."

Seeing the staff leave, Dilraba smiled and pointed to her seat.

At this moment, she realized something. Instead of feeling disappointed, she became even more interested in the young tech tycoon in front of her.

"Please go ahead, Ms. Reba."

"Ah."

Dilraba smiled faintly and turned around gracefully.

Watching Reba's beautiful figure leave, Jiang Qing ignored the many probing gazes, leaned back in his chair, and lowered his head.

He received a new message notification. When he opened it, he found it was from Dudu. It seemed she already knew he was in Shanghai.

With a slight smile, he focused on replying to the messages.

Cheng Xiao watched Jiang Qing's retreating figure from the back row, marveling at it in his heart.

She didn't expect that President Jiang would reject Dilraba so decisively, and then turned to play with her phone.

Is it possible for a mobile phone to be as beautiful as Dilraba Dilmurat?
At that moment, she suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Du Hua beside her.

"Where are Xuan Yi and Mei Qi? Aren't they here today?"

Du Hua glared at her irritably.

"What are you thinking about all day? You have to perform later, and so do they. Their group will be the opening act."

Cheng Xiao looked embarrassed, grinned, and shrank his neck.

Indeed, although Rocket Girls' popularity is not as high as before, they are still a group promoted by Tencent, so they will inevitably have to perform on stage in this kind of occasion.

Just then, the lights on stage suddenly dimmed, and the stage lights in front gradually came on.

It was 1:29 PM, and the press conference was about to officially begin.

(End of this chapter)