Zhutian Films: Starting with the Story of Roses

At midday, sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, casting a thin, golden line on the red carpet of the hotel suite.

Chen Yang sat on the sofa, wearing a bathrobe, holding his phone, his fingers tapping lightly on it. Not far away, on the bed, the woman was still fast asleep.

The air seemed to still carry the scent of last night.

Xia Qing's breathing was steady. She lay on her side on the bed, covered with a blanket, revealing patches of snow-white skin on her back.

The once neat bed sheets were now unusually wrinkled, and the dark blue flight attendant uniform was draped over the soft stool at the foot of the bed, with the skirt hanging down naturally.

The air conditioner in the room was set to the lowest setting, but it had been kept at the highest setting all night.

After replying to the message, Chen Yang slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the woman on the bed.

Everything happened so naturally last night.

"This definitely can't be considered scumbag behavior," Chen Yang thought to himself, at least his "scumbag" entry still hadn't received any feedback.

Last night was at most just for entertainment, and it wasn't mixed with any feelings or interests. Relationships like theirs are often the purest.

I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower.

Just as Chen Yang finished packing and was about to leave, Xia Qing finally woke up on the bed. The woman lazily raised her eyelids and looked at Chen Yang.

The flight attendant's voice was languid and hoarse.

"Want to add a penguin?"

These five simple words contain the woman's approval of Chen Yang.

Chen Yang stood in front of the full-length mirror, carefully adjusting the collar of his white shirt, and said without turning his head, "The connections between people are actually very short-lived."

"Only two sides."

"The first meeting is when two people meet for the first time, and the second meeting is when they part ways. The meaning of meeting is actually that the two people will never see each other again."

Chen Yang turned his head, smiled and waved to the woman, and blocked her contact information before even entering the elevator car.

[Testing in progress...]

[Current Action: Engaging in an intimate relationship with a character unrelated to the plot (Xia Qing) and uttering your own original scumbag quote to her]

[Behavioral Judgment: A classic "farewell philosophy" of a scumbag, who absolves himself of moral responsibility by attributing the encounter to destiny, while leaving the other person with a "deep but unsustainable" mark.]

[Entry relevance: Unchanged]

[Note: Your "scumbag" behavior pattern is forming a personal style. It is recommended to maintain consistency in your current persona. The target's reactions will accumulate and trigger in subsequent interactions.]

as predicted.

The relevance of the entry remained unchanged. Chen Yang's thoughts slowly gathered as the elevator descended; this fleeting encounter could only last one night.

As Chen Yang stepped out of the hotel, the capital's sun poured down relentlessly, scorching his face. Even in the morning, it carried the sweltering heat characteristic of summer.

The Chinese scholar trees lining both sides of the street were in bloom, their delicate yellow petals scattered on the ground. Not far from the hotel entrance, a black minivan was parked.

After Chen Yang got out, the car window slowly rolled down.

"Mr. Chen."

"I'm a driver from Qingting Company. Our boss, Mr. Jiang, sent me to pick you up."

As the car started and the cold wind blew, information about Qingting Company came to Chen Yang's mind.

The company's predecessor was founded in the 1990s, specializing in high-end private residential projects, commercial space design, and urban public landscape design.

Today, Qingting Space Art Design Co., Ltd. can only be considered a branch company, whose main business is the buying and selling and exhibition of domestic and foreign artworks.

Chen Yang is going to return to China to develop his career, and Qingting is the "place to settle down" that he had contacted in advance.

......

Soon, Chen Yang arrived at the building downstairs of Qingting Company.

The streets are lined with brand-new, modern office buildings, shedding the hustle and bustle of the old town and exuding a vibrant business atmosphere that has emerged since the turn of the millennium.

This area is also a hub for cultural and creative industries, architecture, art, and commerce, and Qingting Company is located in this massive office building.

As soon as Chen Yang got out of the car, a short-haired, capable woman came up to him.

The woman spoke politely: "Hello, are you Mr. Chen Yang? I am Su Gengsheng, the head of the design department at Qingting."

"Hello, I'm Chen Yang."

Chen Yang sized up the woman in front of him.

She was dressed in a simple and professional business outfit, with the sleeves of her beige women's suit rolled up to reveal her slender and clean wrists and an exquisite watch.

The woman had neat, shoulder-length short hair, with one side tucked behind her ear. Su Gengsheng's facial features weren't particularly striking, but she had a good overall demeanor.

Chen Yang followed Supervisor Su into the building. The two had a very brief conversation in the elevator until it slowly stopped at the twelfth floor.

The first thing you see is an open-plan office area.

The workstations are arranged neatly.

The employees of Qingting Company were busy in front of their computers. When they saw Chen Yang's unfamiliar face, they looked up and sized him up before continuing to bury themselves in their work.

Only after Chen Yang and Su Gengsheng left did the crowd begin to whisper among themselves: "Ah! That young man is so handsome, just my type!"

The female employees at Qingting were the most excited; gossip and handsome men are always the eternal topics for women in the workplace.

At the end of the corridor, the words "General Manager" were pasted on a semi-transparent glass door. Su Gengsheng stopped in front of the door and knocked twice.

"Come in," a woman's voice came from inside.

Su Gengsheng then pushed open the door. The woman smiled and stepped aside, gesturing for Chen Yang to go in first. Chen Yang smiled and said, "Thank you."

Su Gengsheng pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

The general manager's office is very large.

Against the wall is a row of bookshelves filled with picture albums, catalogs and books on art theory, while several potted plants are neatly arranged on the windowsill behind them.

The desk was a long, dark-colored wooden table with several documents spread out on it. Behind the desktop computer sat General Manager Jiang Xueqiong.

This is a mature woman who is a few years older than Su Gengsheng, but she takes good care of herself and has firm skin.

Mr. Jiang was wearing a beige linen suit with a navy blue knit sweater underneath, and his long, wavy hair was casually draped behind his head.

This is a mature yet youthful woman.

Jiang Xueqiong's appearance is the kind that won't amaze you at first glance, but the more you look at her, the more charming she becomes. She has high brow bones, bright eyes, and round cheeks.

"Mr. Chen."

"Please sit down."

Chen Yang sat down on the sofa opposite Jiang Xueqiong's desk, and Su Gengsheng sat down next to him.

Jiang Xueqiong didn't exchange pleasantries, nor did she ask Chen Yang if there was traffic or if he slept well last night. She went straight to the point: "We communicated beforehand."

"I have reviewed your resume and experience. The feedback on the projects you have independently curated in the past two years has been quite good. Mr. Chen, your resources and international perspective are exactly what Qingting needs right now."

"Mr. Chen, please feel free to ask if you have any questions."

Chen Yang nodded and asked, "What is Qingting's core business right now?"

Su Gengsheng chimed in from the side: "Currently, we are operating three main sectors."

"Curatorial and operational services for artworks; representation of signed artists; and commercial art consulting, providing art crossover and collection advice for brands."

Chen Yang listened attentively, quickly constructing a business profile of Qingting Company in his mind, and then asked, "What is the core selling point?"

"For example, during the recently held Beijing Art Week, the Bureau of Culture and Tourism was the guiding unit, but the entire execution was handed over to Qingting."

"We have the support of the head office and the endorsement of the government. This is the third year, and the reputation and influence of the previous two years have been on the rise."

After Su Gengsheng finished speaking, Jiang Xueqiong stood up, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, and said, "The only problem is that our international influence is not yet sufficient."

"The guests and media present were mainly from China, with a low proportion of overseas exhibitors and buyers."

After saying that, Jiang Xueqiong paused, her gaze falling on Chen Yang as she sized up the man who met the company's requirements in every way.

"Mr. Jiang, you're very direct, so I won't beat around the bush either," Chen Yang said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone. "My overseas resources and channels can indeed be transferred over."

"But the premise is that this transfer needs a solid foundation. If it is just a project-based collaboration, the efficiency of resource integration will be greatly reduced."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xueqiong chuckled and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you want to become a partner? But our company has never had such a precedent before."

"What about the specific benefits?" Chen Yang looked at Jiang Xueqiong, whose voluptuous figure and exquisite curves were almost perfect, even though her loose suit could not hide them.

Jiang Xueqiong spoke directly:

"At the company headquarters, a spot on the Art Advisory Committee has just become available, and I can help Mr. Chen secure that spot."

"The specific compensation method is a fixed consulting fee plus project profit sharing, and the profit sharing ratio is negotiated separately based on the contribution of the project."

"In addition, Qingting will assist you in registering an independent curator studio in China, so that you can conduct external activities as a strategic partner of Qingting."

This treatment was in line with Chen Yang's previous expectations. Qing Ting only shared the profits with the resource providers, which was not bad and was quite standard.

"I have a condition."

"Mr. Chen, please speak."

"I am fully responsible for the international section of the Qing Ting Art Week and exchange exhibition, and I need to have independent decision-making and budget approval authority."

Jiang Xueqiong glanced at Chen Yang: "No problem, but if the budget exceeds 200,000, it needs my approval."

"no problem."

The two sides then continued to finalize the details.

Jiang Xueqiong turned to Su Gengsheng, who was still in the office, and said, "Go and draft an advisory agreement. Keep the basic terms unchanged, plus the requirements that Mr. Chen just mentioned."

Su Gengsheng nodded.

Jiang Xueqiong approached Chen Yang with a beaming smile and extended her right hand to him: "Welcome to Qingting."

[Testing in progress...]

[Current Action: Arrived at Qingting Company, completed the onboarding process, and became a Qingting Consultant]

[New Characters Introduced: Jiang Xueqiong (Important Supporting Character in the Original Novel), Su Gengsheng (Important Supporting Character in the Original Novel)]

[Keyword relevance: 2.5% → 4%]

[Tip: You can build closer emotional connections with women in new scenarios, thereby increasing the growth of main storyline entries.]

[Countdown: 89 days, 07 hours, and 16 minutes]

Chen Yang grasped Manager Jiang's hand.

It's soft.

"Thanks."