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

Chapter 437 Zhou Ye's Recent Situation: Halfway to Success

After Hu Lianxin walked away, Zhang Jingyi didn't think much of it, simply assuming that Hu Lianxin was someone who wanted to get close to Jiang Qing but was coldly rejected by him.

She tilted her head to look at Jiang Qing, a playful smile curving her lips.

"That girl was a famous beauty from the Central Academy of Drama, she's really pretty. You're just being disrespectful to her, aren't you even a little bit tempted?"

His words were half joking and half probing.

Jiang Qing smiled and turned to look at her, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"If I really fall for someone, I'm afraid that person will be unhappy again. I don't know who it was just now, but their lips were pouting so much you could hang an oil bottle on them."

Zhang Jingyi was taken aback by his retort, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at him reproachfully. Her eyes shone brightly under the dazzling lights of the banquet hall, carrying a hint of embarrassment and annoyance at having her little secret exposed.

"Who's unhappy? Teacher Jiang, don't accuse someone unjustly!"

Jiang Qing smiled when she saw her like this and stopped teasing her.

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of Li Bingbing talking to someone not far away, and a thought struck him.

He turned to look at Zhang Jingyi.

"Princess, I have something to attend to and need to go over there for a few minutes."

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes in the direction where Li Bingbing was.

Following his gaze, Zhang Jingyi saw that it was Li Bingbing and immediately guessed that what he wanted to talk about was most likely related to Zhou Ye.

A slight pang of sadness welled up inside me, like taking a sip of unsweetened lemonade, but I maintained my smile and nodded gently.

"Well, you go."

"it is good."

Jiang Qing smiled at her, then turned and walked towards Li Bingbing.

As soon as he made that move, the eyes of many people in the banquet hall who had been watching his every move involuntarily followed him.

Seeing that his target was Li Bingbing, many people immediately understood.

After all, the affair between Jiang Qing and Zhou Ye was common knowledge within the industry.

"Jiang Zhou Yu Huo" has consistently ranked among the top ten CP (couple) supertopics and has a large number of supporters.

Zhou Ye was once the envy of many, with many in the industry thinking she was lucky to have climbed up to Jiang Qing's powerful backing.

Since the release of Vientiane, people have gone beyond simple envy; they've become incredibly jealous.

Why?

How many good deeds must they have done in their past life?

What does that little girl have besides her face?
She was as thin as a skeleton, with barely any flesh on her chest!

Li Bingbing was talking to someone when she saw Jiang Qing walking towards her. She immediately apologized to the person in front of her, and her face instantly lit up with a warm and respectful smile as she hurried forward to greet him.

"Mr. Jiang, hello. I haven't had a chance to greet you all day, please forgive me."

"Teacher Li, it's a pleasure to meet you. You're welcome."

Jiang Qing exchanged a few pleasantries with her before getting straight to the point.

"Teacher Li, have you seen Ono recently? How is she...?"

Upon hearing this, Li Bingbing's expression immediately turned serious.

She didn't know the specifics of what happened between Zhou Ye and Jiang Qing. Zhang Wen only vaguely mentioned that the two had a falling out, without revealing any details.

To be honest, after learning the situation, she actually felt a little resentful towards Zhou Ye. She felt that this girl was too immature. Having a boyfriend like Jiang Qing was a blessing that many people would dream of, yet she still dared to throw a tantrum.
Jiang Qing's status and position are now vastly different from before, and countless eyes are watching him.

But she only dared to think these words in her heart, and dared not show them on her face, much less criticize Zhou Ye.

Seeing Jiang Qing ask about it, she felt more at ease, which meant that Jiang Qing still cared about Zhou Ye.

She immediately looked worried.

"President Jiang, Xiao Ye is doing alright, but she's talking less than usual and is much quieter than before."

Li Bingbing carefully considered his words.

"After work started this year, I noticed she wasn't in a very high mood, so I didn't assign her too much work. It was mainly just magazine shoots and endorsement appearances. By the way, 'The Long Season' will premiere at the beginning of next month, and she will participate in some promotional activities for the show."

Jiang Qing nodded knowingly.

"Thank you, Teacher Li, for telling me all this, and thank you for taking care of Xiao Ye."

Li Bingbing quickly waved his hand, a knowing smile on his face.

"President Jiang, you're too kind. This is all I should do. Xiao Ye is just a child. She's been spoiled by her family and us, so she's a bit willful, but she doesn't mean any harm. Her emotions come and go quickly. She'll be fine once she figures things out on her own, so please don't worry too much."

Jiang heard the flattery in her words and understood that she was unaware of the seriousness of their problems. He simply smiled and said nothing more.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Teacher Li."

He exchanged a few more polite words with Li Bingbing, then turned and walked away.

Li Bingbing watched Jiang Qing walk away, sighing inwardly.

Ono, please don't do anything foolish!
Jiang Qing did not return to the hustle and bustle in the center of the banquet hall, but instead walked towards an open-air balcony connected to the hall, wanting to get some fresh air.

The early spring night breeze still carried a slight chill, and as it blew against his face, it cleared his head, which had been throbbing from the noise of the banquet.

He leaned against the railing, gazing at the dazzling city lights in the distance. Zhou Ye's image involuntarily surfaced in his mind. He remembered her almond-shaped eyes when she smiled, her adorable clinginess, and the many scenes they shared in Peach Blossom Village, Luhu Island, and Binhu Shuangxi... A faint sense of melancholy quietly lingered in his heart, refusing to dissipate.

"Jiang Qing."

A soft call came from behind.

Jiang Qing didn't turn around immediately. After a moment, she slowly turned her head.

Wang Churan had also arrived on the terrace at some point and was standing a few steps behind him, her face showing some worry as she carefully observed his expression.

Are you... in a bad mood?

she asked softly.

Jiang Qing looked at the girl in front of her and thought about how she deliberately provoked Xiao Tian on WeChat Moments tonight. Her brows furrowed slightly, but she did not say anything to blame her.

"Curious, I remember telling you last time not to do things like this again. Your behavior tonight was inappropriate."

He brought up what he had once said to her.

Upon hearing this, Wang Churan's face flashed with panic. She hurriedly stepped forward, looked up at him, and her eyes were earnest.

"I...I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I promise I'll behave from now on and never do it again, please don't be angry with me, okay?"

Her current demeanor was completely different from when she was in front of Tian Xiwei; she was so obedient that she was almost humble.

Jiang Qing was feeling conflicted at the moment and had no intention of saying anything more about the matter; she simply waved her hand.

"Alright, it's getting late. You should go home and get some rest. Be careful."

He can understand the girl's motivation, but that doesn't mean he approves of her behavior.

The necessary gestures still need to be made.

Wang Churan's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something more, but when she met Jiang Qing's unreadable eyes, she swallowed all her words and obediently responded.

"Okay, I'll be going now. You...you shouldn't stay here too long, it's windy outside."

After saying that, she gave Jiang Qing a deep look before turning around and retreating back into the banquet hall.

Back in the hall, she didn't linger and headed straight for the exit, quickly leaving the banquet venue.

Inside the banquet hall, many people who had been watching the terrace saw Wang Cheran and Jiang Qing exchange a few words before leaving, while Jiang Qing remained alone on the terrace. Some of them began to have their own thoughts.

Jiang Qing turned her back to the banquet hall again, staring blankly at the distant city night view, continuing to feel the cold wind, trying to sort out her somewhat chaotic thoughts.

After a while, footsteps sounded behind them again.

Jiang Qing assumed that Wang Churan had returned, and asked without turning her head.

"Didn't I tell you to go back? Why are you here again?"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a voice, tinged with grievance, rang out.

"President Jiang, it's me."

The voice did not belong to Wang Churan.

Jiang Qing frowned slightly, turned around, and when she saw who it was, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Standing in front of him was Hu Lianxin.

She was standing a few steps away from him, holding a glass of red wine, her face showing a pitiful expression, her eyes gazing at him with watery eyes.

"President Jiang, did I...did I do something wrong just now that displeased you?"

Hu Lianxin's voice was soft and gentle, with just the right amount of choking.

"I just couldn't help myself. I haven't seen you in so long, and I really wanted to talk to you. I know I was wrong, please don't blame me, okay?"

As she spoke, she carefully took a small step forward, trying to close the distance between herself and Jiang Qing, her eyes full of flattery.

Jiang Qing watched her performance quietly, his face expressionless, his eyes deep and unreadable. He didn't immediately respond to her apology; his gaze lingered on her exquisitely made-up face for a moment before he spoke softly.

No need to apologize.

His tone was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet it carried an air of detachment.

Hu Lianxin felt even more uncertain because of his attitude, and her fingers tightened slightly as she gripped the wine glass.

Unwilling to be ignored, she mustered her courage and moved a little closer, lowering her voice even further with a clear hint.

"President Jiang, are you... in a bad mood? I'll do anything you want... I'm more obedient than many people..."

Her words were direct and bold, her eyes burning with eagerness as she tried to find a hint of relenting on his face.

However, Jiang Qing merely glanced at her indifferently, as if she could see through all her little thoughts, making her feel like a clown stripped of his disguise, with nowhere to hide.

Don't be presumptuous.

Jiang Qing's voice remained flat.

"Just do what you're supposed to do and don't overthink it."

These words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the last bit of courage in Hu Lianxin's heart.

The color drained from her face instantly, turning her pale. Her lips trembled, but she could no longer utter a word.

Jiang Qing stopped looking at her and turned her gaze back to the night in the distance, clearly having no intention of continuing the conversation.

Hu Lianxin stood frozen in place, a wave of embarrassment washing over her.

She understood that all her scheming tonight had been in vain, and might even have left a worse impression on Jiang Qing.

Not daring to linger any longer, she lowered her head and spoke in a voice barely audible.

"I'm...I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry to bother you."

After saying that, he practically fled, staggering as he left the terrace.

Jiang Qing ignored her departure and remained standing in the same spot.

The evening breeze caressed him, bringing with it the distant hustle and bustle of the city, yet it seemed so far away.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat tired.

These struggles surrounding fame, fortune, and desire can sometimes be more mentally taxing than dealing with the most complex technical problems.

"Is President Jiang seeking some peace and quiet here? Or... is he waiting for someone?"

Just then, a voice carrying laughter came from behind, delicate and melodious, like it had a small hook.

Jiang Qing didn't turn around. The night breeze carried that highly recognizable voice into his ears, carrying a hint of languor and a deliberately coquettish charm.

He continued to gaze at the distant city lights, without turning back.

"Since Teacher Yang Mi guessed that I was looking for peace and quiet, why did you still come over?"

The person who arrived was Yang Mi.

While she was in the banquet hall, her gaze almost never left the direction of the terrace.

Seeing that the two young girls, Wang Churan and Hu Lianxin, had returned empty-handed one after another, he could no longer suppress the thoughts that had been held back for so long.

Her conflict with Jaywalk Studio has reached a fever pitch, and leaving is only a matter of time. While starting her own business may seem glamorous, it is actually fraught with difficulties, and countless eyes are waiting to see this former top female star fall from grace.

Therefore, she urgently needs a solid backer, a strong support that can help her transition smoothly and even go further.

The man before them was undoubtedly at the very top of the pyramid, a figure whose mere sneeze could sway the winds and clouds.

The opportunity was fleeting, and she had to seize it.

Hearing Jiang Qing's emotionless question, Yang Mi was not offended at all. Instead, she chuckled softly, swayed her hips, and walked to his side with a charming gait. She then imitated him by placing her arm on the cold railing.

She deliberately adjusted her posture, making her red, form-fitting dress accentuate her stunning S-shaped curves, especially her full, heavy breasts, which appeared even more impressive with the support of the railing.

"Looking at President Jiang standing here alone in the wind, he doesn't seem to be in a very good mood?"

Yang Mi turned her head to the side, her fox-like eyes shimmering in the distant neon lights, her gaze fixed intently on Jiang Qing's profile.

"I'm just a little curious, I wonder if there's any way to... improve President Jiang's mood?"

As she spoke, she subtly leaned towards Jiang Qing, bringing the distance between them closer to a somewhat ambiguous level. The rich, mature feminine fragrance emanating from her mingled with the evening breeze, lingering even more intensely around Jiang Qing's nose.

Jiang Qing finally turned his head and his gaze fell on her face.

Yang Mi's makeup was exquisite and radiant, with a carefully crafted allure in every corner of her eyes and brows.

His gaze didn't linger, but instead traveled down her slender neck, sweeping over her breasts, which appeared even more voluptuous under her red dress, her slender waist, and her full hip curves.

His scrutinizing gaze was cold and direct, as if he were judging a commodity waiting to be sold.

The slight melancholy that had arisen in her mind because of Zhou Ye was now somewhat diluted by the vibrant and eager flattery before her, replaced by a primal heat.

He wasn't in the mood to play the flirtatious game with her.

"Teacher Yang Mi".

Jiang Qing spoke softly, her voice even fainter than the evening breeze.

"what do you want from me?"

Yang Mi was taken aback by his sudden bluntness, and the tactful words she had prepared got stuck in her throat.

Her instinct was to try a roundabout approach to build rapport, perhaps by mentioning Dilraba, talking about his previous dramas, or expressing her admiration for him.

But Jiang Qing didn't give her that chance. He just looked at her, his eyes carrying a penetrating power that seemed to see through everything, and repeated it again.

"Get to the point, what do you want?"

Yang Mi was intimidated by the oppressive feeling in his eyes, and her plans instantly crumbled.

She pursed her lips, already knowing that trying to outsmart this kind of person would only lead to humiliation, and it was best not to harbor any more illusions.

So, I took a deep breath and tried to make my voice sound steady.

"I... I think Jiaxing and I will soon be parting ways."

She began to confess honestly, speaking slowly, and explained in detail the difficulties she faced, the potential decline in resources and competition from peers after leaving, and her worries about wanting to start her own business but lacking strong support.

She didn't overly try to elicit sympathy, but her words fully conveyed the difficulties she was facing and the uncertainty about the future.

Jiang Qing listened quietly, his face expressionless, showing neither sympathy nor impatience, only occasionally nodding to indicate that he was listening.

Only after Yang Mi finished speaking, staring at him with slight trepidation and waiting for his response, did she move slightly.

He didn't speak immediately, but instead looked at her again.

This time, I examined it even more carefully.

From her bright and beautiful face to her long, white neck, and the red dress that accentuated her sexy figure to the extreme, especially her full curves that rose and fell with her slightly rapid breathing.

Yang Mi felt his intense gaze, but instead of backing down, she straightened her back even more, making her chest curves appear even more alluring.

She knew that this was her most valuable and readily available asset at the moment.

Judging from the interactions between Jiang Qing and the young women at the event tonight, he doesn't seem to be a man who is faithful in relationships.

Of course, she understood perfectly.

Given Jiang Qing's status and position, this is perfectly normal.

Knowing this gave her more confidence.

Young girls may have youthful energy, but they can't compare to older sisters who know how to care for others.
His own fame can also increase his interest, can't it?

After a moment of silence, Jiang Qing suddenly chuckled softly.

The laughter was soft, its meaning unclear.

He made no comment on Yang Mi's predicament, but simply reached into his suit pocket, took out his phone, unlocked it, brought up the WeChat QR code interface, and casually waved it at Yang Mi.

Yang Mi's eyes lit up instantly. Almost immediately, she took out her phone from her delicate handbag, quickly scanned the QR code, and sent a friend request.

With a "ding," the friend request was approved.

Jiang Qing glanced at the newly added fox-themed contact on the screen, casually tapped a few times, added a simple "M" to the note, and then put her phone away.

"Wait for my message later."

He left those words behind, no longer looking at Yang Mi or admiring the dazzling night view before him, and turned to walk straight into the brightly lit banquet hall.

His tall figure appeared exceptionally upright in the dim light of the terrace, exuding an indescribable coldness and aloofness.

Yang Mi watched his departing figure until he disappeared from sight before slowly exhaling.

She gripped her phone slightly with excitement, glancing down at it several times.

Her alluring fox-like eyes sparkled with a mixture of surprise, ambition, and a hint of relief.

She knew that things were already halfway done.

The rest depends on whether I can perform in a way that satisfies him.

(End of this chapter)