Jiang Cuo's voice was extremely cold.
Wang Sisi was completely stunned.
She thought Jiang Cuo would say something like just buy it with money, but she didn't expect him to raise the bar for collaborating with the brand. But... it's not impossible.
It's not particularly surprising, because this approach is really quite wrong.
Jiang Cuo slowly stood up, holding the glass shards in one hand and letting the other hang at her side. Blood kept gushing from her index fingertip, dripping onto the roadside.
Wang Sisi opened the back door for Jiang Cuo, glanced at Jiang Cuo's eyes, and was startled, because there was an extremely strong stubbornness in Jiang Cuo's eyes.
That's right, Jiang Cuo is just that kind of person.
During the two years they spent abroad, Jiang Cuo never liked to express his true feelings; he kept them very hidden.
After learning about the incident during the live stream, Wang Sisi immediately investigated and discovered that Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo were college classmates and apparently even in the same class in high school, making them childhood sweethearts.
They were originally very close, and perhaps even had a relationship, but Jiang Cuo was very decisive when he went abroad, leaving Su Qianqian with no way out, which caused Su Qianqian to become disheartened.
But Wang Sisi felt this was understandable, because Jiang Cuo was always like that. He was stubborn and determined to do what he wanted when he went abroad, and now that he's back in China, his attitude towards Su Qianqian is the same as before.
Jiang Cuo has high emotional intelligence and IQ, but he is too inflexible when it comes to doing things. Perhaps this trait won't attract much attention in other areas, but in matters of the heart, Jiang Cuo is destined to stumble.
As Wang Sisi drove, she sighed. Everyone said that their CEO Jiang was heartless and loveless, an anomaly. But now she felt that CEO Jiang actually craved these things the most, but she hadn't realized it yet.
And they're incredibly proud and stubborn, but... I wonder which is in a higher position, Mr. Jiang or Mr. Su from Weicuo Entertainment?
Ugh... I just can't help but think about how cute it is! Maybe I should find some time to read that legendary, wildly popular novel, "The Misguided Love of a Delicate Woman."
Wang Sisi shook her head. What terrible thing was she thinking? How could their aloof, celibate, arrogant, and invincible CEO Jiang possibly be under someone like her!
...
The next day, in the conference room where we were discussing the contract with the brand.
Jiang Cuo and Wang Sisi both had large dark circles under their eyes.
On Jiang Cuo's pale, reflective face, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes would be particularly noticeable. Not only did Jiang Cuo have dark circles under his eyes, but the palms of both hands were also covered with a dense array of tiny wounds, and even the sides of his fingers had many wounds.
Wang Sisi immediately understood that President Jiang must have stayed up all night repairing that broken mirror.
Jiang Cuo glanced at Wang Sisi with suspicion. Wang Sisi's eyes seemed to be asking why she hadn't slept well last night and couldn't be in a good state to discuss cooperation with the brand representatives.
Feeling a little guilty, Wang Sisi moved her body to the right, silently distancing herself from Jiang Cuo.
She swallowed hard; she couldn't very well admit that she'd spent the entire night watching "Qianqian's Misguided Love"...
She curled up in a ball under the covers, making frantic moans, and then silently cried throughout the rest of the night.
On one hand, I was moved by the beautiful love, pure persistence and pursuit of Mr. Su of Weicuo Entertainment in his youth; on the other hand, I was annoyed that I was still a single dog and a miserable person.
What lingered in her mind even more was that ever since she read about Qianqian's misplaced love, looking at her boss Jiang's face, she couldn't help but see Su's face and felt a bit resentful.
When the brand representatives learned that Jiang had accidentally soiled the dress, they were not angry at all. Instead, they acted as if they had gotten a great deal and took the opportunity to discuss cooperation. "Ms. Jiang, hello. We have already prepared the contract. Consider the dress you soiled last night as a free gift. If there are no problems, once the contract is signed, we will be long-term partners. In the future, we will send you the first copy of any new haute couture dresses that our brand releases."
Jiang Cuo remained calm, showing no joy at gaining an advantage. He still maintained his aloof and unapproachable demeanor, and gestured to Wang Sisi with his chin, indicating that she could sign.
When the brand owners saw Jiang Cuo's appearance, their hearts pounded with anxiety.
This newly returned overseas elite, Jiang Cuo, the president of Never Forget the Original Intention Entertainment, does indeed have a strong background. Their brand has a history of more than 50 years in China and has established a firm foothold.
But the fact that this newly rich CEO remained so calm while cooperating with them suggests that they are the ones who benefited. They must hold onto this big fish tightly.
Wang Sisi had just picked up a pen to sign when she was interrupted by someone from the brand.
"Wait, why didn't the CEO sign it himself, but instead had his assistant sign it on his behalf?"
When Wang Sisi turned around, she also put on airs. After all, she couldn't lose face while following General Manager Jiang. "Our General Manager Jiang is still taking a wait-and-see approach to your brand. He plans to observe for a while before deciding whether to cooperate long-term. So, I can sign this order. Do you have any objections?"
"Okay, okay, Secretary Wang, you can sign it. We have no objections."
The partners were practically in tears, as if they had been blessed by Lady Luck, that such a powerful fish had actually taken a liking to them.
However, they didn't know that the CEO Jiang sitting in front of them was simply unable to hold a pen because he had spent the whole night in his room repairing a broken mirror and his hands were covered in wounds.
It was already 2 PM after the contract was signed.
Wang Sisi breathed a sigh of relief after the brand representative left. Bored, she scrolled through her phone and suddenly a few trending news items popped up.
They're all speculating about the relationship between their CEO and CEO Su at the charity gala.
...
Three days have passed.
Lu Rong knocked on the door of President Su Qianqian's office. "President Su, the buzz from the live broadcast gala is still going strong, and no one from Never Forget the Original Intention Entertainment has clarified anything."
Su Qianqian leaned back in her chair, slightly raising her eyelids. "What are the pros and cons?"
Su Qianqian wasn't stupid; she knew that Jiang Cuo was deliberately ignoring it, wanting public opinion to ferment.
But for her, two years had passed, and she had long since let go of her feelings for Jiang Cu. Jiang Cuo was just a passerby to her. Of course, she wouldn't let go of anything that was beneficial to the company. She was no longer the Su Qianqian who was coerced by the system and longed for a stable family.
So Jiang missed out, but she wasn't going to pass up this opportunity.
All she wants to do now is make money and be a shrewd businesswoman.
Lu Rong took out a document and said, "As things stand, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. The benefits to our company are about 85%. Back then, the book 'The Love of a Fragrance' mostly focused on President Su, your pursuit of love and your dedication to love. Young people today will automatically relate to this. Since Jiu Cuo also appeared at the charity gala that day, the popularity of Jiu Cuo's new drama also increased significantly."
As for the unfavorable 15%, there are always different voices online saying that we are putting on a show, but it's not a big problem.
Moreover, the lineup for the idol talent show is almost finalized, and we're about to launch the first wave of promotion. Our company's five artists have already made their appearances, gaining considerable exposure. Yesterday, we even received several small endorsement and advertising offers, but..."
"But what?" Su Qianqian asked.
Lu Rong frowned slightly, but continued, "But has President Su noticed that one of the five artists under our company's idol training program looks remarkably like President Jiang Cuo, who never forgets his original aspirations? And all these advertisements are aimed at her..."
After hearing this, Su Qianqian also began to ponder. She had met all five artists under her management, but they were dancing at the time, so she hadn't looked closely at the photos in the materials and couldn't tell anything from them.
“Go and investigate thoroughly. See if this rumor existed before, or if it was deliberately released after the charity gala.” Su Qianqian sat on the table with her elbows on the table, her index fingers interlaced. “If someone in the company is deliberately trying to steal the spotlight, then find them out. I don’t like this kind of underhanded behavior behind the company’s back.”
"Yes, Mr. Su..."
Just as Lu Rong finished reporting his work, there was another knock on Su Qianqian's office door. Yan Qinghuan stopped anxiously at the door, panting.
After glancing at the deer antlers, he closed his mouth and waited for Su Qianqian's instructions.
Su Qianqian: "Just say it."
Yan Qinghuan tried her best to steady her breathing and speak clearly, using the most concise language to perfectly narrate the whole story.
"President Su, several advertisers came in yesterday, specifically requesting that one of our trainee idols film a commercial featuring fruits and vegetables. The commercial was scheduled for 9 a.m. this morning, but a problem arose on set. The advertisers' staff wanted our artist to eat rotten apples, but the artist refused, and an argument ensued."
Su Qianqian asked, "Is that the celebrity who looks like Jiang Cuo?"
Yan Qinghuan nodded.
Su Qianqian, "What's her name?"
Yan Qinghuan: "Zhao Yuxin."
Su Qianqian stood up. "Let's go check out the filming location."
Su Qianqian arrived at the filming location. As soon as she entered the filming room, she heard an impolite man cursing.
"Who do you think you are? You're just a nobody who hasn't even debuted yet. Don't try to act like a big shot here. And don't try to intimidate me with your position as the president of Weicuo Entertainment. Weicuo Entertainment is just a company that's only been established for a few months. You really think you're some big shot? Let me tell you, hiring you to shoot an advertisement is a favor. We have connections."
When the advertiser's cameraman saw that Zhao Yuxin was not cooperating, he started slamming his fist on the table and cursing angrily.
Meanwhile, the middle-aged, greasy female manager who had been accompanying the five artists was also present, smiling obsequiously. "Photographer, don't be angry. It's all our fault. She's still young and doesn't understand. I'll talk to her and let her take the photos normally in a bit. Please don't worry."
The five artists from Weicuo Entertainment have not yet debuted and are therefore not considered idols, but they all share a common manager.
The young woman had just graduated from university and didn't have much experience, so she became their agent. But seeing this situation, and seeing their manager siding with outsiders, she couldn't help but get angry.
Xu Yuqing and the middle-aged male photographer exchanged heated words, "Why are you treating my artist like this! The back of that apple is completely rotten. You're such a big brand advertising, and you can't even come up with a fresh apple? Do you think we don't have connections? What are your connections? Tell us and it'll scare us to death!"
The male photographer seemed to have a manic episode, and when he raised his fist, it looked like he was about to hit someone. "Have you heard of President Jiang Cuo who never forgets her original intention? We've been working with her. She's a rising star who returned from overseas, and she holds resources that everyone in your company would kill for. Let me tell you, you'd better not mess with me, you brat."
Xu Yuqing was so angry she could hardly contain herself, "You!"
"What are you pretending for? You're so young and you're already in the entertainment industry. You're not famous. Do you know what you rely on? You have to be perceptive, have good eyesight, be able to talk, be sweet-talking, and be able to coax people. Otherwise, with your kind of talent, no one will support you even if you spread your legs." The male photographer's words became more and more outrageous.
The middle-aged female manager, with a greasy face, kept apologizing.
He flashed an ugly smile at the male photographer, then turned around and looked at his own artist Zhao Yuxin. His expression instantly changed to a fierce one. "Did you hear me? Apologize now! What kind of 18th-tier artist dares to offend people before even debuting? They really don't want to make a living."
"Who are you calling a loser?" Su Qianqian's voice came from the other side of the photography studio.
"I really didn't know that a small fruit and vegetable advertisement could be so important. If our artists don't film it, they will be beaten and verbally abused, and even subjected to personal attacks and insults."
Su Qianqian was wearing a bespoke suit, her chin held high, exuding an aura of immense power.
Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned around, lowered their heads, and made way for Su Qianqian.
The supervisor panicked the moment he saw Su Qianqian's expression.
The male photographer remained arrogant, saying, "And where did you come from? Who do you think you are?"
Yan Qinghuan stepped forward, raised her hand, and slapped the photographer across the face. "You can't speak like a human being. Your mouth is stinky because you grew up eating shit. This is our Weicuo Entertainment's president, President Su. Open your dog eyes and take a look. I'm willing to go to jail for hitting you today. I just feel that this hand is a bit unlucky because of you."
The male photographer, after being slapped, seemed to calm down instantly from his arrogance. Upon hearing that it was the president of Weicuo Entertainment, his legs immediately went weak.
"President Su... I... I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I'll apologize to you right away." The man said, while slapping himself in the face.
Su Qianqian looked around and then her gaze fell on Xu Yuqing, who had just spoken up for her artist. "Zhao Yuxin hasn't debuted yet and her value isn't high. It's truly rare that you're protecting her like this."
When the supervisor heard Su Qianqian praise Xu Yuqing, he immediately became unhappy. He told Xu Yuqing to push behind him, then looked up at Su Qianqian with a greasy smile and said...
"President Su, I was just thinking about the company. After all, if a conflict breaks out and so many media outlets see it and spread the news, it will tarnish the company's image."
Su Qianqian ignored the greasy manager's words and instead looked at Zhao Yuxin, "Do you still want to continue filming?"
Zhao Yuxin was flattered by Su Qianqian's concern and dared not raise her head, responding timidly, "It's not easy to get an advertisement, and I don't want to give it up."
Su Qianqian nodded. "Very good. Your personality is indeed very suitable for staying in the entertainment industry. Because in the entertainment industry, the treatment you receive is related to your status, resources, connections, and popularity. This little bit of hardship is the least of your worries. Only by being prepared for this can you survive in the entertainment industry for a long time."
As Zhao Yuxin listened, Su Qianqian seemed to be comforting her. She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears.
Su Qianqian then saw Zhao Yuxin's face clearly. She didn't resemble Jiang Cuo at all. The only thing that made them look alike was the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, which was artificially added.
This girl is shrewd, knows how to operate, knows when to advance and retreat, and is hardworking. She is a promising talent who can be cultivated.
After his initial shock subsided, the male photographer covered his burning cheek, looking at Yan Qinghuan beside Su Qianqian, feeling increasingly resentful.
That woman was just a secretary, yet she dared to hit him. If Su Qianqian had done it herself, it would have been fine, but that woman was just a dog by Su Qianqian's side, yet she dared to bully others by taking advantage of her power.
The male photographer immediately turned around and deliberately said loudly to the investor behind him, "Brother, I'm not filming anymore. I was slapped in the mouth by a woman. Unless that woman kneels down and apologizes to me, I'm not doing this anymore."