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

Chapter 239 Jing Tian's Plea for Help, Three Days
Hidden behind a lush bamboo forest in the city center, Zhuyunxuan, with its white walls, black tiles, and upturned eaves, isolates itself from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

When Jiang Qing got out of the car, a waiter dressed in an elegant cheongsam was already waiting at the door, bowing slightly to lead the way.

"Mr. Jiang, this way please. Ms. Jing is already waiting for you at Tingyu Pavilion."

"Ah."

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, indicating that she should lead the way.

Passing through several moon gates and around exquisite corridors and artificial hills, the air is filled with the elegant fragrance of bamboo and the subtle aroma of tea.

The waiter stopped in front of a carved wooden door and gently pushed it open.

The private room was softly lit and elegantly decorated.

A large root-carved tea table occupies the center, and a rosewood couch is placed by the window, where Jing Tian is getting up.

The moment Jiang Qing saw her face clearly, a look of amazement flashed across his eyes, which quickly turned into undisguised admiration.

She did not wear the luxurious gown she wore the night before, but instead changed into a very well-tailored black cheongsam.

It's not your average tight-fitting style, but rather a high-necked design with a touch of the Republic of China era. The fabric is a subtly flowing velvet, which only reveals the mature, full, and well-proportioned figure when you walk.

The slit subtly ends at the mid-calf, revealing only a sliver of fair ankle and slender high heels when walking.

Her long hair was pulled back, with a few strands falling to the side of her neck, making her already radiant face even more gentle and graceful. The noble air of a "flower of wealth and nobility" between her brows and eyes settled down, transforming into a classical beauty with great charm.

"President Jiang, you've arrived."

Jing Tian took two steps forward, her voice gentle and filled with just the right amount of joy. She met Jiang Qing's gaze openly, but beneath that calm, Jiang Qing could detect a hint of tension that she was trying hard to hide.

"Teacher Jing Tian".

Jiang Qing nodded, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.

"This is a good location, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle."

He glanced around the elegant private room, his gaze settling on the several plates of exquisite tea and snacks on the tea table.

"As long as you like it."

Jing Tian led him to the main seat at the tea table, and then sat down opposite him.

The black cheongsam fit her figure perfectly, and when she sat down, the curves of her waist and hips were smooth and full, exuding the voluptuous beauty unique to mature women.

She picked up a small purple clay teapot with fluid movements, her wrist slender yet steady, and poured the deep amber tea into the celadon cup in front of Jiang Qing, the aroma of the tea instantly spreading.

"Try this brew of old fir narcissus. My friend brought it from Wuyi Mountain, saying it has a rare rocky fragrance."

Jing Tian spoke very softly, with a hint of barely perceptible probing and caution.

Jiang Qing picked up the teacup, feeling the warmth of the porcelain with her fingertips, brought it close to her nose and sniffed it a few times, then took a small sip.

The tea soup is mellow and has a long-lasting sweet aftertaste; it is indeed a superior tea.

"Good tea."

He put down his teacup and looked calmly at Jing Tian.

"Teacher Jing Tian made a special invitation to me, surely it's not just for tea? Let's get straight to the point."

Jing Tian paused almost imperceptibly as she poured the tea.

She put down the teapot, placed her hands on her knees, and unconsciously scratched at the delicate velvet fabric of her cheongsam with her meticulously manicured nails.

The only sounds in the private room were soft breathing and the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind outside the window.

A moment later, she looked up at Jiang Qing. The composure she had shown the night before and the forced calmness she had just displayed were gone from her beautiful eyes. All that remained was deep hesitation, shame, and a desperate anxiety.

She gently bit the inside of her lower lip with her pearly teeth, leaving a faint mark.

After struggling for a while, she seemed to finally make up her mind, took a deep breath, and spoke in a low voice with a slight tremor.

"President Jiang...I...I encountered something extremely disgusting."

She paused, as if even saying the word "disgusting" made her uncomfortable, her brows furrowing tightly.

"I had a boyfriend before, a few years ago, and the breakup wasn't amicable."

She struggled to organize her thoughts, her eyes darting around, too embarrassed to meet Jiang Qing's focused gaze.

"Later I found out that he owed a lot of money and couldn't pay it back at all."

His tone was full of disgust.

"I don't know what's wrong with his brain. He actually gave away some things he left behind when we were together... things that I didn't know about... to those scumbags!"

Jiang Qing's hand, holding the teacup, stopped steadily at her lips, and her eyes instantly became deep and unfathomable.

He didn't interrupt her, but simply watched her quietly, waiting for her to continue.

This situation was indeed beyond his expectations.

"They came to me with those things."

Jing Tian's chest heaved violently, and her face turned pale, both from anger and fury.

"They...want money!"

She suddenly raised her head and stared directly at Jiang Qing, her eyes filled with barely suppressed anger and humiliation.

“President Jiang, it’s not about the money! I have money! But I can’t swallow this! I feel disgusted! It’s awful! Why? Why should I pay for that scum’s behavior? And… if I give it to them this time, who knows if they’ll be greedy and do it again? And the time after that? Will I have to live in fear of being exposed at any moment from now on?”

Her voice rose slightly with excitement, tinged with a sob, and her eyes were faintly red.

The dignified and elegant black cheongsam only served to accentuate her vulnerability and helplessness in this corner.

"so……"

She looked at Jiang Qing, her eyes filled with a desperate plea.

“I…I thought of you, Mr. Jiang. I know this is presumptuous and…embarrassing, but I really don’t know who else to turn to. Among the people I know, you…you are the only one I feel might have the ability, and…perhaps you can resolve this thorny and shady matter quietly.”

She finished speaking in one breath, as if she had exhausted all her strength. She was slightly out of breath, and then she waited for Jiang Qing's reaction, almost holding her breath.

The air in the private room seemed to freeze at that moment.

Jiang Qing slowly put down her teacup and gently tapped the warm, smooth surface of the purple clay teapot twice with her fingertips.

He looked at Jing Tian's face, which was filled with humiliation, anger, and hope; the helplessness in her eyes was real.

"why me?"

Jiang Qing spoke, her voice still steady, revealing little emotion.

"Why does Teacher Jingtian think I can help you with this? For this kind of thing, wouldn't it be more direct to find a professional security team or... a more special channel?"

Jing Tian seemed surprised by his question and paused for a moment.

She blinked rapidly, as if organizing her thoughts.

"I...I've inquired about it."

Her voice lowered, tinged with a hint of reverence.

"It's not the kind of open inquiry. I know that what you do... Wuwen Technology is very impressive... not just what everyone sees... I've heard that you have a top-notch team and technology in information security and... network tracing and attribution. Many large companies rely on you for their core security, and... and you seem to have some collaborative projects with some... special departments at the top?"

She paused, observing Jiang Qing's expression, and only when she saw that he did not deny it did she muster the courage to continue.

"Finding a security team or people in the underworld... it's not impossible, but it's too much of a commotion. What if word gets out, or those desperate people spread the stuff out beforehand... I can't afford that risk. What I need is... a thorough, clean, and silent destruction of the source of that stuff and all backups! Not even a trace left! So that the other party... including those creditors, will completely give up any hope and never dare to mess with me again!"

Her eyes were incredibly serious, carrying a resolute determination to go all out.

"President Jiang, if even you can't help me, I... I really can't think of anyone else. As long as you can help me, just name your price! As long as I can afford it, I won't hesitate!"

She leaned forward slightly, making her chest appear even fuller, her eagerness almost overflowing.

Jiang Qing scrutinized her face.

This woman, with her powerful background, incredible resources, and always well-protected nature, who seemed somewhat mysterious and wealthy, was now driven to the brink of despair, revealing a vulnerability, fragility, and ruthlessness she had never shown in public before.

She chose to trust him wholeheartedly, and that trust itself carried a peculiar weight.

The private room was quiet for a moment, with only the rustling of bamboo leaves outside the window and the faint sound of water about to boil in the tea stove.

Jing Tian's heart was in her throat, her fingers gripping the hem of her cheongsam tightly until her knuckles turned white.

She even began to regret it. Had she been too rash? Had she scared him? Or... was he actually powerless to help?
Just as she was about to suffocate from the silence, Jiang Qing finally spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Row."

One word: clear, resolute, and without any hesitation.

Jing Tian suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with unbelievable elation, almost thinking she had misheard. "You...you mean?"

I said, "Okay."

Jiang Qing looked at her with a smile on her face, as if she were agreeing to something very ordinary.

"I'll take this job."

Overwhelmed by immense joy and relief, Jing Tian was so excited she almost stood up, her eyes quickly reddening, her voice thick with a nasal tone.

"Really? Thank you! Mr. Jiang, thank you so much! You...you're my savior!"

She was somewhat incoherent, appearing somewhat out of control due to the sudden relief of immense pressure.

"Don't thank me yet."

Jiang Qing raised her hand and made a downward pressing motion, signaling her to calm down.

"I need that person's information: name, photo, ID number, phone number, information about the creditors... everything you know about him, the more detailed the better. Also, where is that stuff stored? In the cloud? On a hard drive? On a phone? Has it been mentioned?"

In order not to appear shocking or outrageous, he carefully inquired about relevant information before locking onto the enemy in the void.

"Yes! I have it!"

Jing Tian nodded vigorously and hurriedly took out a thick envelope from a delicate handbag placed beside her.

“They’re all here! I…I had someone investigate him! I only know that the leader’s nickname is Blackie, I don’t know his real name, but there’s a secretly taken photo in the picture, it’s not very clear.”

She eagerly pushed the envelope to Jiang Qing, as if it were a hot potato, and the sooner she handed it over, the sooner she would feel at ease.

Jiang Qing took the envelope but did not open it immediately; she simply placed it casually beside her.

His composure made Jing Tian feel inexplicably more at ease.

"The stuff... that dark-skinned guy said that most of it was stored on an encrypted external hard drive that he kept himself, but... but there must be backups! He's so cunning! He probably uploaded it to the cloud."

As Jing Tian spoke, an expression of extreme disgust reappeared on her face.

"Ah."

Jiang Qing nodded slightly to indicate that she understood.

Looking at his composed demeanor, Jing Tian felt as if a heavy weight had been lifted from her heart, but then another intense sense of embarrassment welled up within her.

Her hands twisted nervously together, an unnatural blush rose on her cheeks, her voice was barely audible, her eyes darted around, and she was filled with intense shame.

"President Jiang... there's... there's one more thing..."

She found it difficult to speak, her expression conflicted.

"You said."

Jiang Qingxin sensed something and looked at her calmly.

"that is……"

Jing Tian took a deep breath, as if she had used all her strength to say it.

"If...if you find those...could...could you..."

Her voice trembled violently.

"Could you please just destroy it? Please?"

She raised her head, her eyes almost pleading. The pride that belonged to a female star had vanished, leaving only the vulnerability of an ordinary woman who was afraid of her privacy being invaded.

Jiang Qing met her pleading, even slightly humble, eyes and nodded decisively without the slightest hesitation.

"can."

His tone was natural, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"I am only responsible for the complete destruction. As for the contents, they are not my concern. You can rest assured about my professional ethics, Teacher Jingtian."

"Thank you! Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang!"

Jing Tian's voice choked with emotion, overwhelmed by immense gratitude and a strange feeling.

Jiang Qing's agreement was so decisive and resolute, without the slightest hint of flippancy or probing. Her openness and respect finally put her mind at ease.

"Three days."

Jiang Qing glanced at her watch and slowly stood up.

I'll give you the results within three days.

"Three days?!"

Jing Tian also stood up, her eyes filled with a mixture of shock and ecstasy.

She thought it would take at least ten days to half a month, or even longer!

three days?

This efficiency was beyond her expectations!
Looking at Jiang Qing's tall and straight figure and his young yet calm and confident face, an indescribable sense of trust and security welled up within me.

His powerful aura of complete control seemed incredibly reliable, even...charming, at this moment.

"Yes, three days."

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, picking up the heavy envelope containing the documents.

"I'll take the materials with me. Teacher Jing Tian, ​​just wait for my news."

"Good! Good!"

Jing Tian nodded hurriedly and followed him to the door of the private room.

"Mr. Jiang, you...you're going to the airport already?"

"Yes, flights don't wait for anyone."

Jiang Qing opened the door as she spoke.

"Then...then shall I take you to the airport?"

Jing Tian said subconsciously.

"No need, my assistant is waiting for me outside."

Jiang Qing turned around and glanced at her.

"Teacher Jing, relax. Let's leave it at that."

His tone carried a peculiar, comforting quality.

Jing Tian stood at the doorway, watching Jiang Qing's tall and composed figure pass through the corridor and disappear behind the moon gate hidden by the bamboo forest.

She leaned against the door frame and exhaled a long breath that had been building up in her chest for so long, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.

Recalling Jiang Qing's reaction just now, from the admiring look in her eyes when she entered, which was full of surprise but without any impure thoughts, to the calm and focused listening to her story, to the decisive agreement, and finally the incredibly certain "three days" time limit, and the respect shown in her promise not to look at the contents...

Every movement and every word he uttered exuded a powerful and reassuring strength.

There was no unnecessary comforting words, no insincere pleasantries, only a focus on the core issues and swift, decisive action.

Jing Tian's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

She wasn't some naive young girl; she was surrounded by countless successful people and sons of powerful families. But she had never met a man like Jiang Qing before, who at such a young age possessed such control, a powerful yet reserved and composed aura, acted decisively without any hesitation, and exuded an almost sharp sense of efficiency.

When he stood up and said "three days," his certainty and confidence seemed to radiate light, momentarily stunning her and even making her forget to breathe.

Subconsciously recalling her ex-boyfriend, and comparing it to Jiang Qing's behavior just now, she suddenly felt a strong urge to go to the hospital to check if there was something wrong with her eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Jing Tian raised her hand and gently pressed her slightly flushed cheeks, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Like a naive little girl who's never seen the world before..."

But deep in his heart, the sense of security he gave him, and an indescribable urge to get closer, quietly grew like vines.

She closed the door and leaned against the cold door panel; his fresh and pleasant scent still lingered in the private room.

The immense relief of resolving her inner turmoil, mixed with a strong curiosity about Jiang Qing and a hint of inexplicable affection, made this worldly beauty, who had seen it all, feel her thoughts become somewhat complicated and difficult to express.

Perhaps, after the matter is resolved, I should personally pay him the reward, and while I'm at it... treat him to a meal?

(End of this chapter)