Deep Fog Kiss

The atmosphere in the chairman's office of Xiangtai Group was subtle, so quiet that even the breath seemed to freeze.

"How come I had no idea that Chairman Shen had started extending his reach into the entertainment industry?"

Shen Nianchu stood in front of the desk, her eyes fixed on the middle-aged man who was looking down at the documents.

The man was about fifty years old, with a few strands of silver hair at his temples. He looked up when he heard the voice.

"I thought you came here to apologize for your foolish decision, but it seems you're here to interrogate me." Shen Bo looked at her, his expression slightly displeased.

"Didn't Chairman Shen promise me he wouldn't interfere with my career?" Shen Nianchu met his stern gaze. "You said you wouldn't stop me from starting my own business; I only returned to China after graduation!"

"I founded Echo from scratch. From its initial logo to its current status as a relatively well-known screenwriter with stable clients, it's all been built step by step by me!"

She yelled at him, "Why did you have the right to destroy it at this time!"

Shen Bo slammed the documents shut, staring at her with a cold expression. "What do you mean by this?"

His eyes were filled with anger. "Is this how a daughter speaks to her father?"

"How should I speak to you?" Shen Nianchu sneered, her eyes red. "You've never believed in me, you wouldn't allow me to study business management, you wouldn't let me run a company. You've never affirmed me."

"Okay," she shrugged, "I won't interfere with the Shen family's companies, Xiangtai Group. But Echo Studio is mine; I founded it myself!"

"I haven't used your resources or connections, nor have I used a single penny from the Shen family. What right do you have to interfere and sever my studio's cooperation?"

Shen Nianchu became angrier and angrier as she spoke, and the angrier she became, the more aggrieved she

A year before graduation, Shen Bo was already looking for a suitable family to marry her into. His goal was to find a capable son-in-law who could manage the Xiangtai Group well, and if necessary, merging the two companies was also an option.

At the time, Shen Nianchu proposed that she would intern at the group after returning to China, but Shen Bo rejected it outright, saying that women should be good wives and mothers and should not get involved in business matters.

Upon graduation, she originally did not plan to return to China. She negotiated with Shen Bo, saying that she would only return to China if he allowed her to start her own business and did not interfere with her career.

Shen Bo laid down three rules for her: starting a business was fine, but she couldn't rely on the Shen family's resources or use their funds. He wanted her to know how difficult and arduous starting a business was, and how foolish this decision was.

If her business fails, she will have to get married and find a capable son-in-law to take over the Xiangtai Group.

Shen Nianchu readily agreed, and after returning to China, she devoted herself wholeheartedly to starting her own business.

She wanted to prove to Shen Bo that she, Shen Nianchu, could shine in her career without relying on men or being a full-time housewife.

"Chairman Shen, a person should keep their word." Her eyes were red as she looked at her father. "Using this method to force me to marry is despicable."

With a loud "smack," Shen Bo slammed his hand on the table and abruptly stood up. "I understand now. You ruined the company yourself, and now you've come to settle accounts with me!"

"I told you long ago, you're just not cut out to run a company!"

He pointed at Shen Nianchu angrily, "You're too naive! You always thought doing business was fun! Wouldn't it be better to just marry well and be a rich wife? You could never spend all of the Shen family's wealth in your lifetime!"

Shen Bo's face turned ashen, and he said sternly, "It's better that your company went bankrupt. You might as well go home and be a pampered princess, let your mother pick out a suitable marriage partner for you, and stop giving me all that useless nonsense!"

He glared at Shen Nianchu, pointed to the door, and said, "Get back inside now!"

Shen Nianchu glared at him with red eyes, then turned and walked away without looking back.

"Young Miss!"

Fan Xiao, who had been waiting at the door, suddenly called out to her.

Fan Xiao is Shen Bo's secretary and has worked by his side for many years.

Shen Nianchu wiped away her tears and smiled gently, "Uncle Fan."

Fan Xiao smiled kindly, "I accidentally overheard your conversation with the chairman just now."

Shen Nianchu smiled wryly. It wasn't an accident; the father and daughter were arguing so loudly that it was hard for anyone at the door not to hear them.

"From what you're saying, it seems your company is facing some trouble," Fan Xiao asked. "Do you think the chairman is trying to trip you up?"

Shen Nianchu looked up. "He has never supported my starting a business."

She hadn't offended anyone; besides Shen Bo, she couldn't think of anyone else.

"You've misunderstood the chairman," Fan Xiao said softly. "Although the chairman doesn't approve of your entrepreneurship, he has never interfered with you. He always says that you're stubborn and won't give up until you hit a wall, and he's quite curious to see just how far you can go."

Upon hearing this, Shen Nianchu's breath hitched. "It wasn't my dad who did it?"

Fan Xiao shook his head, "He's definitely not the chairman. You can check again."

Shen Nianchu nodded her thanks, her eyes dimming.

If it wasn't her father, who else would have the power to target her studio?

......

In the afternoon, the setting sun shone on the desk inside the window.

Jiang Li looked up from her computer, rubbed her slightly sore eyes, and her phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at it and quickly answered, "Mr. Liu? Yes, this is Jiang Li."

"Really? Director Yu is here too?" She smiled, her voice tinged with joy. "Okay, thank you, President Liu, for giving me this opportunity. See you later."

After hanging up the phone, she glanced in the direction of Shen Nianchu's office.

Shen Nianchu didn't come to the company today. She guessed that she might still be drunk from last night, so she didn't bother her and let her get some rest.

After leaving the company, she drove to a high-end club.

Just now, Mr. Liu from Anxin Media called and said he'd like to have dinner with her tonight if she's free. He also mentioned that Director Yu from Tiansheng Entertainment is also at the dinner, along with representatives from several other media companies.

Jiang Li wanted to seize this opportunity to ask President Liu and Director Yu why they canceled the cooperation and find out who was behind the one who snatched their cooperation. She also wanted to take this opportunity to get to know other media company executives and expand the company's resources.

Forty minutes later, Jiang Li arrived at her destination.

When the elevator reached the sixth floor, the private room was already filled with laughter and chatter.

Jiang Li has never liked this kind of environment, but at this moment she has no choice but to.

She curved her lips into a businesslike yet sweet smile and pushed open the door to the private room.

"Sorry everyone, I'm late."

As Jiang Li entered the room, seven or eight pairs of eyes looked towards the entrance.

Besides General Manager Liu and Director Yu, there were five or six middle-aged men in suits and ties with large bellies.

When Mr. Liu saw her, his eyes lit up, and he quickly waved, "Hey, Jiang Li is here, come quick!"

He then introduced her to the others, saying, "Jiang Li, the head screenwriter of Echo Screenwriting Studio."

"Seeing is believing, screenwriter Jiang is indeed a great beauty."

Some people joked, "What a treasure company Echo is! A CEO named Shen and a screenwriter named Jiang, both are incredibly beautiful and charming."

"Screenwriter Jiang not only writes excellent scripts, but he also has a good capacity for alcohol."

Director Yu's eyes were fixed on Jiang Li's slender waist as he chuckled awkwardly, "Screenwriter Jiang, you're late. Shouldn't you punish yourself with three drinks first?"