“Because Fu Yu’s involved?” Guan Ying suddenly stared at her.
Her question came so suddenly, catching Changqing off-guard. Her eyes flickered unconsciously. “Of course. Brother Fu Yu is quite a good man.”
Guan Ying laughed.
Really?
Perhaps he’s a good man in her eyes.
However, to me, he’s not.
“Guan Ying, come over for a while. Let me introduce you to the director.” Guan Ying’s new manager, Xue Gao, rushed over.
Guan Ying stood up and took a few steps before asking, “Changqing, do you want to join me…”
Before she even finished speaking, she was pulled out by Xue Gao.
On the way, Xue Gao chided her with a serious look: “Don’t think that with CEO Fu as your backing, you have the capabilities to guide people. He can boost you for a few days, so you have to grab onto those few days of opportunities. Your friends around you, no matter who they are, are all your competitors after entering this industry. What if the director takes a fancy to her when you bring her over…”
“If you’re not resolute about being selfish and unscrupulous, don’t think of succeeding in this industry.”
Guan Ying listened on, staying silent the entire journey.
On the balcony, Changqing ate silently.
She was aware of what Xue Gao was thinking and cursed at him silently in her heart. She had no intention of going.
“Look who’s here. Didn’t you have a lot of people accompanying you?” Chi Yining suddenly appeared in her line of vision, a cold smile hanging on her delicate face. “I’m even a little afraid to talk to you now. After all, you’re the popular one at the station. Other than having a special relationship with Zuo Qian, you also climbed up to Fu Yu, this high branch. Sister Changqing, you have to teach me your tricks too; tell me what methods you used.”
Changqing was already in a bad mood and after hearing her words, her anger raged like fire. She said straightforwardly, “Yeah, I have Fu Yu as my backing right now, so you better be careful. I might tell on you and you wouldn’t even know how you leave the station.”
Chi Yining’s face changed. “Sure, the world is always changing. We’ll see who gets the last laugh.”
On the balcony downstairs, after swirling the bright and glistening liquid in his glass, Zhan Mingwei looked at Song Chuyi who just arrived. He lifted his glass slightly, smiling radiantly. “Another woman who has Fu Yu as her backing. However, isn’t your dignity as a husband a little too low?”
Song Chuyi’s expression was already as cold as the moonlight outside.
He put his glass down and turned to walk away from the balcony without an expression.
Zhan Mingwei spread his arms and leaned on the railing in a good mood. It seemed that a good show would be staged upstairs soon. He better watch it.
Changqing ate alone for a while and felt that everything was tasteless. She happened to notice that there were two bottles of red wine in the cabinet against the wall. She actually had some of the same preferences as Yan Lei and was craving a little alcohol.
She held the bottle up, about to open it when a deep man’s voice came through from behind her suddenly: “I actually didn’t know my wife loves to drink.”
She turned around. Song Chuyi looked so smart in his suit that night; he almost dazzled her. Normally, he looked cold and aloof like an ink painting. Tonight, he was tall and arrogant, outstanding in appearance. A faint light twinkled in the depths of his dark eyes.
The bottle opener in Changqing’s hand suddenly slipped.
He caught it from below with one hand and moved his dark, red lips elegantly. “Even if Fu Yu didn’t have time to accompany you, surely there’s no need for you to drink alone here?”
Changqing cursed at him ten thousand times.
“You… What are you doing here?” she asked foolishly.
“Because Fu Yu’s involved?” Guan Ying suddenly stared at her.
Her question came so suddenly, catching Changqing off-guard. Her eyes flickered unconsciously. “Of course. Brother Fu Yu is quite a good man.”
Guan Ying laughed.
Really?
Perhaps he’s a good man in her eyes.
However, to me, he’s not.
“Guan Ying, come over for a while. Let me introduce you to the director.” Guan Ying’s new manager, Xue Gao, rushed over.
Guan Ying stood up and took a few steps before asking, “Changqing, do you want to join me…”
Before she even finished speaking, she was pulled out by Xue Gao.
On the way, Xue Gao chided her with a serious look: “Don’t think that with CEO Fu as your backing, you have the capabilities to guide people. He can boost you for a few days, so you have to grab onto those few days of opportunities. Your friends around you, no matter who they are, are all your competitors after entering this industry. What if the director takes a fancy to her when you bring her over…”
“If you’re not resolute about being selfish and unscrupulous, don’t think of succeeding in this industry.”
Guan Ying listened on, staying silent the entire journey.
On the balcony, Changqing ate silently.
She was aware of what Xue Gao was thinking and cursed at him silently in her heart. She had no intention of going.
“Look who’s here. Didn’t you have a lot of people accompanying you?” Chi Yining suddenly appeared in her line of vision, a cold smile hanging on her delicate face. “I’m even a little afraid to talk to you now. After all, you’re the popular one at the station. Other than having a special relationship with Zuo Qian, you also climbed up to Fu Yu, this high branch. Sister Changqing, you have to teach me your tricks too; tell me what methods you used.”
Changqing was already in a bad mood and after hearing her words, her anger raged like fire. She said straightforwardly, “Yeah, I have Fu Yu as my backing right now, so you better be careful. I might tell on you and you wouldn’t even know how you leave the station.”
Chi Yining’s face changed. “Sure, the world is always changing. We’ll see who gets the last laugh.”
On the balcony downstairs, after swirling the bright and glistening liquid in his glass, Zhan Mingwei looked at Song Chuyi who just arrived. He lifted his glass slightly, smiling radiantly. “Another woman who has Fu Yu as her backing. However, isn’t your dignity as a husband a little too low?”
Song Chuyi’s expression was already as cold as the moonlight outside.
He put his glass down and turned to walk away from the balcony without an expression.
Zhan Mingwei spread his arms and leaned on the railing in a good mood. It seemed that a good show would be staged upstairs soon. He better watch it.
Changqing ate alone for a while and felt that everything was tasteless. She happened to notice that there were two bottles of red wine in the cabinet against the wall. She actually had some of the same preferences as Yan Lei and was craving a little alcohol.
She held the bottle up, about to open it when a deep man’s voice came through from behind her suddenly: “I actually didn’t know my wife loves to drink.”
She turned around. Song Chuyi looked so smart in his suit that night; he almost dazzled her. Normally, he looked cold and aloof like an ink painting. Tonight, he was tall and arrogant, outstanding in appearance. A faint light twinkled in the depths of his dark eyes.
The bottle opener in Changqing’s hand suddenly slipped.
He caught it from below with one hand and moved his dark, red lips elegantly. “Even if Fu Yu didn’t have time to accompany you, surely there’s no need for you to drink alone here?”
Changqing cursed at him ten thousand times.
“You… What are you doing here?” she asked foolishly.
