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

Chapter 420 A sense of pride, the answer is almost obvious.
The New Year holiday is not yet fully over, but the entertainment industry has already quietly resumed its normal rhythm.

Film crews, program production teams, and event organizers have gradually resumed work, and artists have also emerged from the holiday laziness and thrown themselves into the busy work of the new year.

The cast and crew of "Shangyuan Brocade".

During lunch break, Meng Ziyi, wrapped in a thick military green down jacket, sat on her designated rest chair, scrolling through Weibo on her phone.

When the two trending topics "Jiang Qing's net worth skyrocketed" and "Jiang Qing, the one who saved the day" suddenly appeared in her eyes, her bright eyes widened instantly.

"Oh my God!"

She instinctively exclaimed in surprise, drawing the attention of the staff who were tidying up the props nearby.

Ignoring the stares of others, Meng Ziyi quickly tapped into the entries, looking at the astronomical valuation analyses, and then reading through Dean Zhou Zhihua's weighty blog post. Her rosy lips formed an "O".

She didn't quite understand many of the technical terms, but she could still make sense of the series of numbers and the praise.

"This is just too... too amazing!"

She murmured to herself, her heart pounding. A surge of pride welled up inside her, and her cheeks flushed with excitement, making her look as beautiful as a peach blossom.

She immediately opened WeChat, found her chat with Li Yitong, and typed rapidly.

"Tongtong! Tongtong! Look at Weibo! Look at the trending topics! Jiang Qing, he... oh my god! A net worth of hundreds of billions of dollars?! That Dean Zhou said he's the one who saved the day! Ahhh! I'm so excited! I even want to brag to my mom that he's my boyfriend, but I'm afraid she'll beat me to death if she finds out the truth about us! I can only tell you! I'm so pent up!"

The words were filled with barely suppressed excitement, as if the speaker couldn't wait to share this joy with the whole world.

Li Yitong quickly responded with a "calm" emoji followed by text.

"I saw it, just finished work and came across it. It's pretty scary, but it seems reasonable that it happened to him. Now our Dr. Jiang is truly the nation's husband, Mengmeng, are you under a lot of pressure?"

Meng Ziyi looked at the reply, pouted, and started typing away.

"Hmph! What pressure! The more capable he is, the happier I am! It just proves that this beauty has good taste!"

After posting, she couldn't help but smile foolishly at her phone screen, as if the man praised by the entire internet was standing right in front of her.

Egret Island.

Chen Duling leaned back on the sofa in her living room, holding a mug and sipping water.

During this time at home, she became extremely lazy and lacked interest in doing anything.

When she saw the trending topic, her hand holding the mug paused slightly.

A hint of surprise flashed in his cool eyes, which quickly turned into understanding.

She read Zhou Zhihua's blog post carefully, especially the concluding remarks, which made her fingertips unconsciously tighten around the edge of her phone.

A surge of pride for him welled up uncontrollably from a corner of my heart.

However, this sense of pride was soon overshadowed by a deeper sense of melancholy.

She recalled her less-than-pleasant conversation with Jiang Qing in Luyang last time.

After meeting him... can you really see anyone else?

The thought entered her mind without warning, causing Chen Duling's heart to clench.

She put down her mug, turned off her phone screen, and gazed at the azure sky outside the window, her eyes somewhat vacant.

The answer seems to be obvious.

Hengdian, the filming location for "Changfengdu".

Tian Xiwei had just finished a shoot and was panting heavily. Her face was flushed as she ran to the sidelines to rest.

The assistant immediately handed her the phone and water.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted!"

As she poured water, she habitually unlocked her phone, then her eyes widened suddenly, and she almost choked on her water.

"Cough cough... What's going on?!"

She stared at the trending topics, especially the bright red "hot" after "Jiang Qing's net worth skyrockets," and her heart pounded.

"Over a hundred billion US dollars? That's a lot of money!"

She counted on her fingers and realized that her brain wasn't enough, so she simply gave up.

But she couldn't suppress her excitement. She immediately opened WeChat, found Jiang Qing's chat box, and sent a series of "ah ah ah" and exclamation marks, followed by voice messages.

"Brother! You're amazing! The trending topics say you're going to become Asia's richest man! Oh my god! Yay! (heart) (heart)"

After sending the voice message, she still wasn't satisfied, so she kissed the phone screen, making her assistant next to her burst into laughter.

Tian Xiwei didn't care what others thought; at this moment, her heart and eyes were entirely on her Dr. Jiang, and she was so proud that she wanted to swagger around.

If she had a tail.

Inside the photo studio of Marie Claire in Beijing.

Zhang Jingyi has just finished her hair and makeup and is waiting for the lighting to be turned on.

She picked up her phone and, as usual, first opened the financial news section.

This was a habit she developed after meeting Jiang Qing, especially after Wanxiang was released, she read it more and more frequently.

It's because Jiang Qing's name appears too frequently in this section.

When the two trending topics on Weibo's homepage came into view, Zhang Jingyi tightened her grip on her phone, and her eyes instantly lit up with a bright light.

She eagerly clicked on the first entry and began browsing it word by word.

She didn't shout like Meng Ziyi, nor did she excitedly count the money like Tian Xiwei. Instead, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a bright smile with a hint of smugness.

"My king is indeed powerful."

She thought to herself silently.

Then, I opened Zhou Zhihua's blog post and read it very carefully.

Seeing Jiang Qing being praised made her happier than if she herself had been praised.

After reading it all, she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. She found Jiang Qing's WeChat and sent him a message.

"I saw the news. Should I call you Richest Man Jiang next time we meet?"

The words are full of a playful tone.

After sending it, two small parentheses, one dark and one light, appeared on her cheeks, making her smile even brighter.

She imagined Jiang Qing's reaction after seeing the message, guessing that he would first shake his head and then show a helpless smile.

laugh……

Backstage at the recording of "Hello Saturday" in Changsha.

Since the release of "Raging Waves" on the 14th of this month, it has sparked a nationwide craze for watching the show. Although Li Yitong is only a supporting actress, she has received numerous offers for advertising endorsements and variety shows.

Sure enough, they started recording a new variety show as soon as work resumed.

Moreover, Mango TV is currently in talks with her team about a mystery show featuring an all-female cast, so she's quite busy.

Li Yitong leaned back in her chair, rubbed her slightly sore neck, and took out her phone.

When she saw the trending topic, her crescent-shaped eyes widened in surprise, then curved into two beautiful arcs, revealing a hint of amusement.

"Wow, this little brother's making noise is getting scarier and scarier each time!"

She murmured to herself, her tone teasing like an older sister, but the smile in her eyes was unmistakable.

After thinking for a moment, she opened WeChat, found Jiang Qing's name, and sent her a voice message with her characteristic flirtatious tone.

"Wow, Jiang Qing, you're incredibly wealthy now! Dean Zhou's praise is quite high—'the one who saved the day!' Hearing that makes my heart race and my body heat up! When are you free? I'm planning to come and ambush you!"

After posting it, I couldn't help but giggle out loud.

Immediately afterward, she saw the message from Meng Ziyi, and the downward curve of her eyes deepened. She quickly typed a reply.

She could understand Meng Ziyi's feelings, because she felt the same way—proud of it.

A drama rehearsal hall in Beijing.

During a break in rehearsals, Zhao Jinmai sat on a chair in the corner and memorized her lines.

Jingjing leaned closer and whispered a reminder to check the trending topics.

When she saw the trending topics related to Jiang Qing, she was stunned for a moment, and then a pure and happy smile appeared on her face.

"He's so amazing..."

She murmured to herself, her eyes filled with admiration.

She didn't quite understand the complex business valuations and grand implications, but she knew that Jiang Qing had done something remarkable and received a lot of praise, and that was enough.

She opened WeChat, sent Jiang Qing a "Go for it!" emoji, and then immediately followed up with a text message: "I saw it trending on social media, that's amazing, I'm so happy for you!"

Simple and direct, just like her feelings for him.

Shanghai, on the set of an advertisement shoot.

Zhang Ruonan had just finished a set of shots and walked to the monitor to watch the playback.

The agent handed her the phone, gesturing for her to check the trending topics. The affair between their artist and that Mr. Jiang was no secret among the company's upper management.

Chairman Wang Changtian gave special instructions to give Zhang Ruonan the green light for all his actions.

Zhang Ruonan took the phone and, upon seeing the trending topic, her puzzled expression froze instantly. She blinked blankly, looked at her manager, then at the phone screen, her face filled with disbelief.

"This...is too exaggerated!"

Suddenly coming to her senses, she covered her mouth in surprise, her tone full of amazement, but even more so, she was happy for Jiang Qing.

"If you ever decide you don't want to be an entertainer anymore, let me know in advance so I can be mentally prepared."

The agent, looking worried, joked that his artist might retire from the entertainment industry at any time.

"Oh no, that won't happen!"

Zhang Ruonan couldn't help but smile and patted her agent on the shoulder reassuringly.

A large shopping mall in Guangzhou.

Dilraba had just finished an offline event for a brand and returned to the lounge to remove her makeup.

Hearing many staff members whispering about the trending topics, and vaguely hearing that familiar name, she curiously took out her phone.

When she saw Jiang Qing's name dominate the charts in such a shocking way, a hint of surprise flashed in her deep eyes, followed by a slight smile.

I was right about him.

She didn't contact Jiang Qing immediately, but silently gave him a thumbs up, then put her phone down and continued removing her makeup in front of the mirror, only now her movements were lighter.

A detached villa in Beijing.

Jing Tian was arranging flowers, and soft music was playing from the stereo.

After finishing all her work, she put down the flower branch in her hand, looked around, and nodded in satisfaction.

He then picked up his tablet and habitually opened Weibo.

When the two trending topics that occupied the top two spots on the hot search list came into view, she raised her eyebrows slightly and clicked on Zhou Zhihua's blog post.

After reading the entire blog post, her eyes rippled with emotion.

She picked up her phone, found Jiang Qing's WeChat, and intended to send a message, but her fingers paused while typing.

He figured a lot of people would be contacting him by now, so he decided to stay out of it for now.

Thinking of this, Jing Tian put down the tablet, got up and went to wash her hands.

She thought of the cheongsams she had recently bought and wanted to try them on again to see which one would be more suitable for her next meeting with Jiang Qing.

He especially likes how he looks in a cheongsam.

Goose City.

Inside the villa, the festive atmosphere had not completely dissipated, but Zhou Ye's room was shrouded in a low-pressure atmosphere.

She was wearing pajamas, her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she had no makeup on. She looked haggard and listless, with obvious dark circles under her eyes, clearly indicating that she hadn't slept well for a long time.

Curled up on the bay window of the room, the girl stared blankly out the window.

My phone was right next to me, the screen lit up, showing those two glaring trending topics.

"Jiang Qing's net worth skyrocketed..."

"The one who can save the world from collapse..."

Every word felt like a needle piercing Zhou Ye's heart.

In the past, upon seeing such news, she would have jumped up and cheered immediately, excitedly called Jiang Qing, and been proud of how amazing her boyfriend was.

But now...

I felt a series of sharp pains in my heart, a huge wave of bitterness and grievance welled up in my nose, and my vision blurred.

"Why...why did it turn out like this..."

Zhou Ye began to sob softly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

In her view, Jiang Qing became like this because his achievements and fame grew, and he was surrounded by more and more temptations, and now he no longer only had eyes for her.

If only he were an ordinary PhD... if only he hadn't founded Wuwen Technology... if only he were my Jiang Qing... how wonderful that would be.

She would rather he be more ordinary, more average, so that his gaze would always remain only on her.

Is his embrace only meant for her?

But there is no if.

The boy who once had nothing but her in his heart has now reached a height she could never have imagined, becoming a tech giant who has garnered nationwide attention.

And she, along with their seemingly sweet past, seemed to be just a dream, never truly existing.

A profound sense of loss overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.

She buried her face in her knees, her suppressed sobs echoing softly in the quiet room.

Egret Island.

Unlike Zhou Ye's breakdown, Chen Duling appeared much calmer.

She sat by the window in her study, holding a book in her hand, but her gaze was not on the pages.

She had already seen the trending topics.

After the initial shock came an even longer silence.

Zhou Zhihua's comments echoed in her mind, and the six words on the trending search terms made her heart flutter.

"The one who could save the day was Jiang Qing."

What high praise this is!

She recalled the first time she met him at a university debate competition; he was logical, sharp-tongued, and full of youthful spirit.

I recall the sensation caused when his identity was exposed in Peach Blossom Village.

When I think back to our reunion, he has become a confident and composed tech tycoon.

From being questioned across the internet to now, it has drawn worldwide attention.

Every step he took was solid and dazzling.

And what about yourself?

Chen Duling gently closed the book in her hand, walked to the window, and looked at the warm winter sunshine outside.

After meeting him, can you really see anyone else?

This question has come to mind again.

The answer is already clear.

That man, with his unparalleled talent and ever-shining brilliance, had already left the deepest mark on her heart.

Everyone he saw paled in comparison.

Although she left him, her heart seemed to have been lost long ago and could never be fully retrieved.

At this moment, many people in different places, with different feelings, seemed to have their gazes pierce through space and focus on the man at the center of the discussion.

At that moment, Jiang Qing had just prepared a simple lunch.

The bedroom door opened gently, and Wang Churan walked out, rubbing her sleepy eyes. She was wearing one of Jiang Qing's white shirts, the hem of which just covered her buttocks, revealing her two white thighs.

"You're awake? Let's eat."

Hearing the noise, Jiang placed the fried eggs and bacon on the table and said without turning his head.

Looking at his tall figure busy in the kitchen, and thinking about the trending topics he had just seen, Wang was filled with a great sense of satisfaction once again.

This is her river goddess!
So excellent, so powerful!
And he was cooking for himself!
She walked quickly over, hugged Jiang Qing from behind, pressed her cheek against his broad back, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice, full of adoration.

"Jiang Qing, I saw it trending on social media, I'm so excited! I remember Dean Zhou, he was there at the last press conference."

Jiang Qing paused slightly, then patted the hand that was wrapped around his waist.

"Eat first, are you hungry?"

He didn't respond, but only expressed concern about her stomach.

"No, let me hug you first~"

Wang Churan ignored him and continued to hold him tightly, as if she wanted to bind this man to herself in this way.

Jiang Qing smiled and continued what she was doing, letting her hug her.

The sunlight outside the window was perfect, shining on the dining table and on the two people embracing.

Everything seemed to be temporarily isolated from this kitchen filled with the aroma of cooking.

(End of this chapter)