the next day.
Yan Qinghuan had dark circles under her eyes.
She hadn't expected Yu Siyu to have so much work.
The two were college classmates, but they were also childhood friends, having known each other since they were young.
Yu Siyu always has a calm demeanor, never competing or fighting, yet she is always so lucky, as if she can get everything without any effort, which makes people angry just looking at her.
So from a young age, she followed Yu Siyu wherever she went, wanting to see if she was secretly working hard behind Yu Siyu's back.
She thought the two of them would become competitors when they applied for the job together, but they ended up entering the company together and becoming the president's secretaries.
Yu Siyu always had a calm expression on her face, as if she would never get angry no matter what. Yan Qinghuan thought that Yu Siyu looked down on her, thought she was not strong enough, and did not regard her as a competitor.
So when she arrived at the company, she immediately took the initiative to show off her skills in front of the president, but because she was too proactive, she made several mistakes.
Thankfully, the CEO was kind and didn't blame her.
And their CEO is really beautiful, cute, and exquisite, with such a charming contrast!
Despite his young age, he is incredibly accomplished, managing a company that is currently the most promising, largest, and most staffed listed company in the entertainment industry.
After she joined the company, she was so cool that she could be recognized on the street.
Because of her outgoing personality, she stayed by the president's side, while Yu Siyu stayed in the secretary's office to handle some documents, adjust the president's schedule, and coordinate work.
After her initial smugness, she felt that Yu Siyu's job was very easy. She stayed in the office all day and didn't need to go out. She was sheltered from the wind and sun.
I think the CEO still favors Yu Siyu!
Jealousy makes people ugly, but she's not jealous.
However, after Yu Siyu was punished by the president with a day off, she took over the work for a day and realized that Yu Siyu's work was so meticulous and complicated that even the slightest mistake could cause a major error. It was simply not something to be taken lightly. Compared to her outspokenness, President Su was much more tolerant of her.
Upon seeing Su Qianqian come down from the elevator, Yan Qinghuan immediately stepped forward.
Su Qianqian raised her chin, indicating that they would talk in the office.
Yan Qinghuan looked at Su Qianqian sitting in the president's chair, her bright face showing a hint of admiration. "President Su has three main pieces of news today. First, the preparation activities for the TV series 'Jiu Cuo' have been completed, the crew has held a ceremony to mark the start of filming, and it is officially ready to begin shooting."
Secondly, Kexin Media is making moves, recently buying a lot of announcements and trending topics to smear our company.
Thirdly, a new idol group formation program for trainees has been drafted. The organizers are some newcomers who have returned from overseas. Now, various companies are eager to participate, recommending their own trainees. Kexin Media and Yunkong Film and Television are secretly sending people in, and even using back channels. It's estimated that they plan to buy their way into the group. There's a dinner party tonight about this program. Does President Su want to go?
Su Qianqian leaned back leisurely in the back of the CEO's chair.
Back in her original world, she had followed similar shows, and because she was so lonely at the time, she was quite enthusiastic about following celebrities and even worked as a fan site administrator, which is why she reads novels about the entertainment industry.
I'm quite familiar with talent shows and group formation, but in this system world, the entertainment industry is poorly designed, everyone is obsessed with love and looks, and they promote whoever they like. That's why the original female protagonist, Jiu Cuo, had such a smooth life.
“Please elaborate on the third point.”
"It's President Su. This talent show is completely different from the one two years ago. It's a very novel model. Each company's recommended trainees will be rated on a five-level scale: red, orange, yellow, green, and cyan."
Red represents the highest level, with cyan and the lowest. While there's no limit to the number of students, there's no limit to the number of red, orange, yellow, and green members a company can have. However, a company can only have one cyan student; any excess cyan students will be returned. But if a company has more than two red students, then for each new red student, one cyan student can be added to the team.
Su Qianqian understood immediately; it was very simple. The so-called mechanism was simply the formation of gray-market transactions.
Because the colors red, orange, yellow, green, and cyan are determined by the program team.
Then the decision-making power will be in their hands.
These things were already overused in the original world.
It seems this dinner party was deliberately arranged for her; she couldn't refuse. Otherwise, if the production team was bribed enough, even if their company's trainees could achieve orange, green, or yellow ratings, they would be deliberately labeled as green.
"Is the contract listing the organizers and production team? Who are the people attending the drinking party tonight?"
"There's Liu Dabing, the main person in charge of Kexin Media; Cui Shu, the current president of Yunkong Film and Television; and another company called Chuxin Bugai. I checked and it was newly registered three days ago, and the person in charge is named Jiang."
Su Qianqian nodded. "Go tell Lu Rong to come with me tonight. You have such dark circles under your eyes. You don't have anything to do this afternoon, so go back and rest."
Yan Qinghuan: "Okay, President Su... Hmm? Is there something I did wrong? Is it because I'm not as good as Yu Siyu, so President Su is sending me back?"
Su Qianqian: "Huh?"
Yan Qinghuan: "I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving. I want to go with President Su tonight too."
Su Qianqian patted her head. In this world of love-struck fools, one can't think with normal reasoning.
...
The dinner party is scheduled for 9 pm.
Even in summer, it's already dark by nine o'clock.
The city's neon lights had already been turned on, reflecting a scene of extravagance and debauchery.
"President Jiang, it's almost time, we should set off."
Jiang Cuo's assistant took the next flight that Jiang Cuo was on and rushed to Jiang Cuo's side.
Jiang Cuo was tidying her clothes in front of the dressing mirror.
He was impeccably dressed, wearing a sharp, dark purple suit. He was both noble and elegant, exuding an unapproachable aura. His face was so cold and exquisitely beautiful that one dared not linger on it for more than three seconds, for fear of being breathtakingly amazed.
Jiang Cuo squinted her phoenix eyes, staring intently at herself in the dressing mirror, feeling that the strand of hair sticking up was really an eyesore.
Where's the powder puff?
"Oh? A powder puff, Mr. Jiang. You don't usually use those, do you? I see. I'll go buy you one right now."
Jiang Cuo looked at her face in the fitting room mirror. Her face was so white it was almost reflective, except for a faint dark circle under her eyes.
Damn it, she went to Su Qianqian's company yesterday and even submitted an application for employment.
Su Qianqian acted as if she hadn't seen it. She had been watching her phone all night, waiting for a message.
I even turned the volume up to the maximum, but all I got all night was useless spam messages.
This caused her to check her phone as soon as she received a message, and she didn't sleep well all night.
Unexpectedly, Su Qianqian really didn't send her a single message, and she was still blocked on WeChat and her phone number was still not in service.
It really is true, we can't contact them at all.
"Mr. Jiang, I've got the powder puff. It's the latest model from the mall—the thinnest, most translucent, and it even has skin-nourishing effects."
Jiang Cuo carefully patted around her eyes, then from top to bottom and from left to right, meticulously examining every detail to see if there were any blemishes on her face.
Wang Sisi didn't know what was wrong with her boss, Jiang. Ever since she got off the plane yesterday, she burned her hand and then busied herself ordering a tailor-made suit from the mall.
And they want it done within twelve hours? Isn't that making things difficult for people?
But this shopping mall is no joke; they actually managed to produce it. However, the dinner party was almost over, so why was President Jiang still admiring himself in the mirror?
Wang Sisi was abroad with Jiang Cuo, so she was unaware of what was happening in China. Moreover, Jiang Cuo returned a week earlier than the rest of their team, and she rushed back to catch up with him without even making any preparations.
"Mr. Jiang, I actually think that your suit paired with your big wavy hairstyle is a match made in heaven... There is nothing about you that is imperfect. The way this strand of hair sticks up makes you look more refined and adds a touch of unexpectedness, like a celestial being coming down to earth. Even the most flawless jade will have a slight imperfection. Instead of making people feel that it is a flaw, it makes people feel more approachable."
"If that's the case, does that mean she knows she was wrong?"
"Mr. Jiang, what are you saying? I didn't hear you clearly."
Jiang Cuo lowered her eyes and put her hand down. "It's nothing. Give me the lipstick, I'll touch it up."
Jiang Cuo looked at herself in the mirror, put on her red lips, and her whole demeanor was aloof yet alluring.
"President Jiang, today's guests are all big shots from leading companies in the entertainment industry, so we can't afford to delay them."
Jiang Cuo frowned and put away her lipstick. "Since he sent you to me, you should know that you are now my subordinate and obey my orders. Don't talk too much. I don't like noisy people."
Wang Sisi lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.
That's for sure. You could listen to thousands of words of praise and still not get enough, but you certainly don't want to hear a single word of this.
When Jiang Cuo arrived at the private room, Wang Sisi opened the door for her. Jiang Cuo stood at the door, her cold phoenix eyes scanning the room as if scrutinizing someone, and found that she did not see the person she wanted to see.
Meanwhile, the heads of other companies stood up, extended their hands, and bowed their heads to curry favor with this rising star in the entertainment industry who had returned from abroad.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang. I am the current head of Kexin Media. This is Liu Dabing. I would very much like to have a collaboration with you on the topic of fashion."
"President Jiang, I am Cui, the current president of Yun Kong Film and Television. Our Yun Kong Film and Television has withstood the test of time and survived. Unlike some newly opened shell companies, our artists are guaranteed. I am very interested in your latest project. We can talk about it."
"Hey, established companies are different from us shell companies with no reputation or business. So why did you switch to making idols? Why don't you continue making movies? Are you already failing? Are you on the decline and just trying to save face?"
When Kexin Media heard that its own company was being smeared, it was naturally unwilling to make sarcastic remarks.
The person in charge of Kexin Media is a young girl from a wealthy family. She is arrogant and does whatever she wants.
Yun Kong Film and Television is a middle-aged woman whose face bears the marks of time. She is clearly used to being cunning and scheming, and likes to stab people in the back. She seems a little helpless in the face of this sharp-tongued young girl who confronts her to her face.
"you!"
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Everyone can just introduce themselves. Mr. Jiang is right here. Why belittle others and elevate yourself? Don't you know who you are? Mr. Jiang knows perfectly well."
When Jiang Cuo saw that he hadn't seen the person he wanted to see, his usually cold face instantly lost its patience, and even the beauty mark at the corner of his phoenix eyes seemed ruthless.
Wang Sisi whispered a reminder, "President Jiang, we've just returned to the country and are still short on funds. We can't let any of these suckers get away, President Jiang..."
Jiang Cuoleng frowned slightly and reluctantly walked in.
That's right, she has only just returned to China. She spent two years abroad, enduring hardship and studying diligently, all for the sake of finding evidence of what happened back then and clearing her mother's name. She cannot do whatever she wants now.
As soon as Jiang Cuo sat down, he heard a surprised exclamation from the person next to him.
"President Su, you actually came."
The young female head of Kexin Media immediately stood up, her eyes filled with eagerness and a hint of provocation.
Jiang Cuo quickly looked up.
Su Qianqian slightly curled the corners of her mouth and nodded slightly when she heard Liu Dabing's words, perfectly capturing the domineering aura of a CEO.
"I didn't expect President Su to come all this way for such a small resource." Cui Shu chimed in, "Please have a seat, President Su."
Upon seeing Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo, Liu Dabing and Cui Shu seemed to have a common enemy.
"I heard that President Su and President Jiang were classmates in college. Although President Jiang went abroad for further studies, he and President Su should still be in contact, right?"
Making money in the entertainment industry is so difficult these days. Everyone wants a piece of the pie, so don't try to fool us. Cui Shu, a seasoned veteran in the business world, subtly hinted that Su Qianqian and Jiang Cuo had some kind of shady deal.
Lu Rong followed behind Su Qianqian and was also a little annoyed by the scene. Logically speaking, knowing that Jiang Cuo was present, Su Qianqian was not needed to come today. It would have been enough for her to come. Was Yan Qinghuan careless again and did not tell Su Qianqian that Jiang Cuo would also appear?
Su Qianqian: "President Cui is joking. When President Jiang was in school, he clearly never considered personal feelings or acted on impulse. Moreover, he was decisive and only measured things by interests, never by emotions. President Cui, please rest assured."
"Who would believe that? Everyone knows you two used to have an affair." Liu Dabing chimed in from the side, but was met with a barrage of elbows from his secretary.