154: Chapter 155 Principal Wang is coming?

Everyone's gaze instantly focused on Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing wiped his mouth and smiled, "Not for the moment. Why? Does Miss Nazha want to be my tour guide?"

Nazha blushed slightly, but nodded generously, "I do have that thought!"

Li Xibing gnawed on some bread while complaining, "We had too much fun last night; my head is still hurting now..."

Zhu Xudan nodded in agreement, "Me too! I'm never drinking that much again!"

Nazha wanted to say something else, but Da Mimi suddenly interrupted, "If you're free, Mr. Jiang, why don't we go stroll around Hengdian? I know a few very interesting places."

Her foot lightly brushed against Jiang Jing's calf under the table, her gaze full of implication.

Tong Liya was not to be outdone, "That's right, we can take Mr. Jiang to see the filming base. Many crews are shooting there, and it's quite interesting to see the filming scenes up close."

Everyone ate their brunch with different thoughts in mind.

Leng Ba blinked her large eyes, looking at Da Mimi, who was elegantly drinking coffee, then at Tong Liya, whose face was flushed and whose eyes drifted toward Jiang Jing from time to time, and then at Jiang Jing, who looked innocent but had a smile on his lips. She felt that she must have missed some earth-shattering drama after she got drunk last night.

Her little brain turned, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck.

"Wait, wait, wait! Don't eat yet!" She jumped up and grabbed the phone on the table, "Such a rare occasion, we must take a group photo to commemorate it!"

Watching her high spirits, Da Mimi helplessly covered her forehead, her red lips parted slightly as she spat out two words: "Childish." However, her body was very honest; she straightened up a little, tidied the stray hairs by her ears, and displayed her perfect profile.

Tong Liya smiled gently and cooperatively moved a little closer to Jiang Jing.

Nazha and Zhu Xudan also immediately put down their food and excitedly leaned closer to the camera, while Li Xibing rubbed her still-throbbing temples and squeezed out a smile.

"Come on, everyone look here, say cheese!!" Leng Ba raised her phone, switched to the front camera, and stretched her arm out long, "Cheese!"

With a few "click" sounds, several photos, some funny and some sweet, were frozen in the phone.

Leng Ba happily flipped through the photos and muttered to herself, "This one is good, and the expression of Sister Mi rolling her eyes in this one is amazing... Oh my, Jiang Jing looks so handsome in this one!"

Just as Leng Ba was immersed in picking photos, Da Mimi's phone on the table buzzed, and the words "Principal Wang" danced on the screen.

"Oh, Wang Congcong?" Da Mimi was a bit surprised and muttered, "What does this young master want with me so early in the morning?" She made an apologetic gesture to everyone, picked up her phone, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room to answer.

"Hello, Young Master Wang, did the sun rise from the west today? You remembered to call me?" Da Mimi's tone was relaxed and teasing.

From the other end of the phone came Wang Congcong's signature, slightly lazy, and somewhat cocky voice, "Come on, Sister Mi, are you mocking me? I have real business with you."

"What kind of real business could you have? Did you find a new fun game, or did you bash another celebrity you don't like?" Da Mimi said while admiring her own exquisitely manicured fingers.

From the other end of the phone came Wang Congcong's signature, slightly cynical voice, "Sister Mi, look at how you talk. I have something to ask you, the know-it-all of the entertainment industry."

"Cut the crap. You never visit without a reason, so just say it. What's up?" Da Mimi scolded with a smile.

Wang Congcong's tone became slightly more serious, "I'm asking about someone. Jiang Jing from Xingchen Technology, Mr. Jiang. Do you know him well?"

"He's alright, a rising star who is currently in the spotlight. Of course I know him." Da Mimi's answer was watertight, because she didn't know Wang Congcong's purpose yet and couldn't answer recklessly.

Wang Congcong laughed happily, "Come on, my old man spent a lot of effort to find out from President Ma at Penguin that Leng Ba is going to discuss the beauty serum agency with Mr. Jiang, right."

"As Leng Ba's best friend, you must know some information, so I'm here to ask you."

Da Mimi's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face. Her gaze subconsciously glanced at Jiang Jing in the dining room, who was being pestered by Leng Ba to look at photos:

"Oh? How did you know? You're well-informed, Young Master Wang. What, are you interested in our Mr. Jiang too?" She deliberately emphasized the word "our" slightly.

"More than just interested!" Wang Congcong's voice carried a rare seriousness, "Sister Mi, given our relationship, I won't beat around the bush. My old man told me yesterday that Qianda Film has changed owners."

"Qianda Film?" Da Mimi didn't react for a moment, "Isn't that one of your family's core industries? What happened, a strategic adjustment?"

"Not an adjustment, it was sold! One hundred percent of the shares, sold completely!" Wang Congcong said, dropping a bombshell.

"The one who took over is this Jiang Jing, Mr. Jiang! The contract was officially signed yesterday afternoon, and the procedures have all been completed. The old man told me personally."

"He asked me to come and pay a visit to get to know him. After all, we are practically family now. Qianda Film was one of our family's lifeblood businesses..."

Although Wang Congcong was usually cynical, he was very clear-headed at critical moments.

It was a task personally assigned by Old Principal Wang, and since the target was someone his father specifically instructed him to visit, he naturally knew the gravity of the situation.

Establishing a good relationship with Jiang Jing was beneficial and harmless, whether for the potential future cooperation of the Qianda Group or for expanding his own network.

Thinking of this, he was even a little excited. He really wanted to meet the genius who could create such a miraculous product as the beauty serum.

"So, Sister Mi," Wang Congcong's tone became warm, "You must know where Mr. Jiang is, right? Could you introduce me? I'll come over right now?"

Da Mimi was completely shocked. The fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, and she subconsciously looked at Jiang Jing again.

Qianda Film! That was an absolute giant in the domestic cinema chain. Its scale was huge, its influence far-reaching, and everyone in the industry knew it.

It had been completely acquired by Jiang Jing without a sound? And Old Principal Wang had actually so solemnly asked Wang Congcong to come and pay his respects?

Jiang Jing's energy and financial power far exceeded her previous estimations!

She had originally thought she had just grasped the line of the beauty serum, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the other party had become one of the giants upstream in the entertainment industry.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the stormy waves in her heart, and tried hard to keep her voice calm: "... So that's it, no wonder. Mr. Jiang is... indeed right next to me. Leng Ba and a few friends and I are accompanying him."

"Really?! That's great!" Wang Congcong's tone immediately became excited, "Sister Mi, do me a favor and introduce us? I want to come over and visit! I'll be on my best behavior and won't cause any trouble for you and the ladies!"

Da Mimi quickly weighed the pros and cons.

Although Wang Congcong was a playboy, he wasn't stupid and had a sense of propriety. For her, facilitating this matter only had benefits and no harm.

Of course, she had to ask for Jiang Jing's opinion.

"Alright, wait a moment, let me ask Mr. Jiang's opinion." Da Mimi covered the microphone and turned to walk toward the dining room. The expression on her face had recovered its usual composure, but the shock in the depths of her eyes had not yet fully faded.

She walked to Jiang Jing's side, leaned over slightly, lowered her voice, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Jiang, it's a call from Wang Congcong."