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

Chapter 333 Unwilling to accept defeat, who are they trying to fool?
Hu Lianxin practically burst open the apartment door.

"boom!"

The heavy door slammed against the wall and bounced back with a dull thud.

She swung her hand back and slammed the expensive chain bag onto the entryway cabinet in a fit of anger, the metal chain striking the marble countertop with a jarring clang.

"Jiang Qing!"

She growled the name through gritted teeth, her chest heaving violently, her carefully applied makeup unable to conceal the distorted expression on her face.

Those eyes, which had been sparkling with alluring moisture during the meal, were now filled with nothing but resentment.

She strode into the living room, her high heels clicking rapidly on the polished floor like war drums pounding on her already fragile nerves.

Her gaze swept over the expensive red wine on the coffee table, which she had carefully selected for this "chance encounter," and she grabbed it, raising her arm high!

However, he suddenly stopped just as he was about to swing the sword.

A sliver of remaining rationality pierced my mind like a cold needle.

This bottle of wine... is very expensive.

Smashing it is not only wasteful, but also a lot of trouble to clean up.

She was panting heavily, her arm stiffly hanging in mid-air. Finally, with a suffocating force, the wine bottle slammed back into place with a loud "thud," causing a decorative ornament next to it to shake.

Her gaze then fell on the cushion on the sofa with the logo of a luxury brand, which leaned there as if mocking her failure.

"what!!!"

Hu Lianxin screamed, lunged forward, grabbed the pillow, and frantically tore and pounded it with all her might, clutching the two corners tightly with both hands!
"Damn it! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for! You hypocrite! You bastard! You bastard!"

She hit him while cursing incoherently, the pillow deforming and twisting in her hands.

"You look down on me? You think I'm lowly? You think I'm unworthy?!"

"What's so good about someone like Zhou Ye, that naive and innocent type? Huh?!"

"What do I lack compared to her?!"

She seemed to be pouring all her humiliation, resentment, and frustration onto this pitiful pillow, her movements becoming increasingly fierce, her breathing increasingly rapid, and her carefully styled hair falling loose and sticking to her sweaty cheeks.

After an unknown amount of time, she finally collapsed onto the carpet, her back against the edge of the sofa, panting heavily.

The crumpled and mangled pillow lay limply at her feet.

The cold air in the underground parking garage, Zhou Zhengkai's expressionless "Miss Hu, please," and Jiang Qing's calm yet piercing words in the car that cut like a knife into her pride, "No need, Miss Hu... It's too late... You should sober up."

Like a scene from a movie, it played repeatedly in her mind.

Every detail made her feel like she was being pricked by thorns, filled with shame and indignation.

She is Hu Lianxin!

She was the most beautiful girl at the Central Academy of Drama, debuted with a halo of fame, and was considered a promising talent by the industry!

She went to great lengths to dress up in a glamorous way, flattering and fawning over him!
The results of it?
In return, all I got was a dismissive "wake up"?
The huge contrast made her chest ache, and tears welled up uncontrollably, swirling in her eyes.

Why?
Why is it that Zhou Ye can so easily possess all of this?
And she was so disrespectfully pushed away even when she took a single step closer?

She is not reconciled!

Just as this wave of humiliation and anger was about to overwhelm her, another scene stubbornly squeezed in.

It's that table where glasses were clinking and laughter filled the air tonight.

Lu Weibing and Wang Teng from Xiaomi... those true social elites, after she took the initiative to sit next to Jiang Qing, showed her that kind of warm smile.

"Miss Hu is so beautiful!"

"There's a seat right next to Mr. Jiang, Ms. Hu, please have a seat!"

"Miss Hu knows President Jiang; her future is definitely bright!"

……

Hu Lianxin's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, her tear-filled eyes slowly focused, and she stared blankly at the black screen of the gleaming television opposite her, where her disheveled reflection was mirrored.

Yeah, what's there for her to be angry about?
Why is she angry?
What are she and Jiang Qing...?

They had only met once before, and they only managed to talk because of Zhou Ye's connection.

Today's so-called chance encounter was actually a carefully planned and proactive move on her part.

From beginning to end, Jiang Qing never gave her even the slightest hint of ambiguity.

Isn't it perfectly normal for him to reject a woman who has ulterior motives in approaching him?
If it were her, her attitude would probably be even worse.

What's wrong with him?

The one who was truly wrong was herself.

She was too impatient, too presumptuous, set her goals too high, and oversimplified her methods.

Did she think that with her looks and a little cleverness, she could seduce a man like Jiang Qing?

It’s simply a fool’s errand!

Hu Lianxin raised her hand and forcefully wiped away the moisture that had overflowed from the corner of her eyes, her gaze gradually becoming calm.

She slowly got up from the carpet and walked to the French windows.

Outside the window, the city lights of Beijing shone brightly, and the traffic flowed like ribbons of light.

Beneath this bustling scene, countless people are striving to climb higher.

She looked at her blurry reflection in the glass.

"Hu Lianxin".

She spoke slowly to her reflection.

"Remember this day, remember the feeling of being rejected."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally firm, carrying a hardness as if it had been tempered.

"But... this is by no means the end."

She turned around abruptly, her back to the bustling night view, her eyes sharp as knives.

Jiang Qing is not a saint.

Are all those rumors flying around false?

Mencius's Art?
Li Yitong?
Chen Duling?
Tian Xiwei?
Zhao Jinmai?
Who else?
She didn't believe that Zhou Ye was his only one!

I don't believe there are any cats in this world that don't steal fish!
She is young, beautiful, ambitious, and patient.

Although today's step was awkward and the fall was embarrassing, it wasn't entirely without gains.

At least, she now knows how difficult it is to catch Jiang Qing, this big fish, and she also knows the attitudes of Xiaomi's executives towards the women around him.

This is enough.

What does one failure matter?
In the entertainment industry, which woman who climbs to the top doesn't have a few twists and turns behind her?

Importantly, she recognized the value of her goal and also understood the difficulty of the path.

"I will not give up."

Hu Lianxin spoke to the empty apartment as if making a vow.

"Jiang Qing...we'll see!"

She walked to the makeup mirror, looked at her slightly messy reflection, took a deep breath, and began to carefully comb her hair and touch up her smudged makeup.

The resentment in his eyes had been replaced by a more determined light.

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Half a month has passed quietly. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of Panhai Mansion, the ever-present bustling night view of Beijing's CBD stretches out.

Jiang Qing spends most of his time here, handling various work emails, chairing technical meetings for key projects, and reviewing the endless stream of R&D reports submitted.

Occasionally, he would drive to the Xiaomi Science and Technology Park to discuss the progress of intelligent driving projects with Lei Jun or the relevant technical team.

During this time, he also took the opportunity to visit JD.com's headquarters in Yizhuang.

JD.com's massive intelligent logistics system is one of the key application scenarios for Wuwen AI's optimization algorithms.

Jiang Qing spent the entire afternoon in a meeting with Liu Qiangdong and the core technology team of JD Logistics, finalizing the upgrade roadmap and timetable for the core algorithm of the next-generation intelligent warehousing and sorting system.

These schedules were packed and efficient, taking up most of his energy.

Zhou Ye was filming, so the two could only communicate via video call.

In the footage, the girl is always chattering away, sharing funny stories from the set, or hugging that giant Samoyed plush toy and muttering that she misses him.

Jiang Qing listened quietly, occasionally responding with a few words, her smile never fading.

As for Hu Lianxin?
He had long since forgotten about it.

The days went by in this routine, and the calendar turned to mid-May.

The dry heat characteristic of early summer began to rise in the air.

Thousands of miles away, in Linwu Village, a small coastal town in Zibei City.

The filming of the second season of "Fifty Kilometers of Peach Blossom Village" is in full swing here.

Azure seas and skies, white sandy beaches, and a cluster of modern, artistic buildings nestled among lush greenery create a brand-new Peach Blossom Village this season.

Unlike the free and easy atmosphere of the previous season, this season the production team has introduced brand new rules.

The villagers need to run various businesses to earn Peach Blossom Coins, and then use the Peach Blossom Coins to exchange for daily necessities.

The atmosphere of competition and cooperation has become significantly stronger.

The old villagers are the core.

Song Dandan still exudes a powerful aura, a pillar of strength for the world.

Radio station 650, headed by Director Wang Sulong, has added Xu Zhisheng, a stand-up comedian with a natural sense of humor, to its lineup, in addition to veterans Li Xueqin and Li Jiaqi. Xu Zhisheng is responsible for most of the comedic output.

The addition of other new residents has also brought about new changes.

Olympic champion Wu Dajing is a master of witty banter, Wang Chuanjun possesses the depth of an artist with occasional dry humor, Dong Xuan is gentle and intellectual, and Wu Mu also has a unique and elegant pianist's temperament.

Young artists such as Wang Hedi, Song Yanfei, Yin Haoyu, Chen Yu, and Fei Qiming are full of youthful energy.

Taohuawu's business model is beginning to take shape and is showing a variety of forms.

Everyone is trying to make a living and earn Peach Blossom Coins.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside a small white building was rather gloomy.

"Hey, why isn't anyone coming?"

Meng Ziyi was wearing a light blue spaghetti strap dress, which made her skin look as white as snow. At this moment, she was lying on the beauty bed covered with a clean white cloth without any regard for her image. Her chin was resting on her crossed arms, her two slender legs were swinging in the air, and her exquisitely made-up face was full of distress.

She had just finished the intense filming of the movie "All or Nothing" and rushed to Taohuawu. Before she could even catch her breath, Li Jiaqi pulled her into joining the team and ambitiously started this "Meng Qiqi Beauty Salon".

However, the ideal is full, and the reality is very skinny.

It's been two days since it opened, and there are hardly any customers.

The inhabitants of Peach Blossom Village seemed uninterested in this kind of hedonistic consumption, and were more enthusiastic about making money.

"This is a high-end spa experience! The techniques, the essential oils, the environment—everything is top-notch!"

Meng Ziyi raised her head, waved her arms, and tried to encourage herself.

"Why is it that nobody recognizes its value? Why is it so hard to attract the first customer?!"

She sat up, cross-legged on the beauty bed, like a deflated pretty ball, pouting, her eyes darting between Li Jiaqi beside her and Song Yanfei who had come over to play.

"You guys better help us think of a solution! If we don't open for business soon, we might have to mooch dinner at Longlong's place tonight! Teacher Dandan will definitely scold us for not doing our job properly when she finds out!"

Li Jiaqi was studying her newly drawn eyebrows in front of the mirror when she heard this and rolled her eyes.

"Sister Meng, isn't our pricing a bit... um, too high-end? Ten Peach Blossom Coins for a basic facial treatment? Wu Dajing works hard for half a day carrying boxes at the dock and only earns five coins! How can you expect people to spend that much!"

Song Yanfei, on the other hand, was more pragmatic. She was tidying up the essential oil bottles on the cabinet when she heard this and turned around.

"Sister Meng, how about... a grand opening promotion? Buy one get one free? Or... a free trial for the first three customers?"

"free?!"

Meng Ziyi's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she immediately shook her head.

"No way! What about the cost? Our essential oil masks are all genuine!"

She immediately rejected the offer; it was impossible for it to be free.

Li Jiaqi put down her eyebrow pencil and sighed.

"What can we do then? We can't just do it for each other, can we? The peach blossom coins are still circulating within our own group, and we're not earning any extra money! The show's rules are too unfair!"

"exactly!"

Meng Ziyi deeply agreed, then wilted again, her fingers unconsciously twirling the ends of her slightly curly hair, her delicate eyebrows furrowing into a small knot.

"Ugh, this is so annoying... Where am I supposed to start this nonsense... Uh, invite someone! Invite the first distinguished guest!"

Just as the three of them looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

There was a slightly casual knock at the door.

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to have a magical power, instantly breaking the gloomy atmosphere in the small building and drawing the attention of all three people.

A tall, upright figure stood against the light at the entrance.

The sunlight outlined the contours of his shoulders.

A voice, tinged with laughter, slowly rang out.

"Teacher Meng? Judging from your actions... who are you trying to fool together?"

This sound!
Meng Ziyi seemed to be put on pause; her fingers, which were curling the ends of her hair, froze instantly, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes widened suddenly.

She suddenly raised her head and looked intently at the figure in the doorway, following the sound.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and she subconsciously squinted.

When I finally saw the smiling face at the door...

"Jiang Qing?!"

Meng Ziyi blurted out, her voice rising a notch with excitement.

The next second, her bright and pretty face, which had been filled with distress, was suddenly illuminated like fireworks, becoming incredibly vivid and radiant.

A huge wave of surprise surged over Meng Ziyi, instantly overwhelming all her emotions!
She practically sprang up from the massage bed, moving so fast she almost stepped on her own skirt.

"Why are you here?!!"

His question was filled with ecstatic joy, and his eyes instantly curved into two crescent moons, the light that suddenly bursting forth from them seemingly more dazzling than the sunlight on the island outside the window.

However, the next second.

"Jiang Qing, would you like to get a skin treatment?"

Meng Ziyi suddenly changed the subject, staring at Jiang Qing with shining eyes.

Ok?
Jiang Qing raised an eyebrow, sensing something was amiss.

(End of this chapter)