Chapter 391 Even a fairy godmother can be moved?

Jiang Jing seemed to sense the commotion over here, and his footsteps paused slightly.

He turned his head and nodded casually in the direction of the press area as a greeting, a faint, indifferent smile on his face.

Immediately after, he and Pony Ma disappeared into the entrance of the special passage.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, it was enough to make the internet and the scene erupt completely!

"Holy crap! Jiang Jing! He's finally here!"

"Pony Ma is welcoming him personally! What a show of respect!"

"No kidding! Look at the scale of Xingchen Technology now; even Tencent has to be respectful!"

"Jiang Jing's nod just now killed me! He's so handsome!"

"This temperament, this looks! He completely crushes all the male celebrities who came before him, okay!"

"Sisters! I announce that I've switched fandoms! From today on, I'm a fan of Jiang Jing's looks!"

"I used to think wealthy men were all greasy, until I saw Jiang Jing… Turns out money and status really can nurture such perfect temperament!"

"To the person above, Jiang Jing himself already had a good foundation, okay! It has nothing to do with money!"

"Haha, regardless, the highlight of tonight is finally starting! Can't wait!"

As the red carpet segment ended, guests entered the main venue one after another to take their seats.

The seating arrangement inside the venue was like a silent unspoken rule, strictly following the rigid hierarchy of the entertainment and capital circles.

Which row they were in, whether they were close to the center aisle, and the quality of their view all clearly indicated each guest's status and strength, echoing the order of their previous appearances.

The bigger the figure who appeared last, the more forward and central their seat would be.

Under Pony Ma's personal guidance, Jiang Jing was undoubtedly arranged in the golden position at the very center of the first row, with the best view.

This position symbolized that he was the undisputed absolute protagonist of the night.

Pony Ma himself sat on Jiang Jing's left side.

Netizens seemed to have expected such an arrangement and did not find it strange.

What they found strange instead was who the two masked girls beside Jiang Jing were.

Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong did not like occasions where they were exposed to countless gazes, so they had long since put on low-key black masks and sat on Jiang Jing's right side, one on each side.

Their presence was both a form of protection and a subtle declaration of some intimate relationship.

The two thought to themselves: "Will Grandfather (Master) feel happy if he sees this..."

As for Lei Zhen and the other few male security team members, they just had to endure it and stand scattered in inconspicuous positions on the side of the venue, maintaining vigilance at all times.

It must be said, Jiang Jing really understands what it means to "favor women over friends."

Pony Ma turned to the side and lowered his voice to introduce the specific flow of tonight's event to Jiang Jing.

Such as the award settings, performance segments, interactive nodes, and so on.

As Jiang Jing listened, most of the time he just nodded slightly, appearing uninterested.

His main purpose for coming here was not to watch any awards or performances.

Appreciating the various beauties in the venue, with their different styles and competing in glamour, was his core objective.

How shrewd Pony Ma was; seeing Jiang Jing's lukewarm reaction, he immediately understood.

He finished introducing the flow in just a few words, stopped talking about it, and instead started chatting in a low voice about some interesting anecdotes.

Those sitting in the second row were basically bosses of major entertainment companies, senior producers, and representatives of some powerful capital groups.

Their scale determined their position, but at this moment, these big shots who usually commanded wind and rain in their respective fields all had their gazes intentionally or unintentionally focused on that young back in the front row.

Their purpose for coming here was very clear: they hoped to use this opportunity to get familiar with Jiang Jing.

After all, Jiang Jing held the massive offline theater chain, Qianda Film, and in the future, there would always be possibilities for cooperation in film and television investment, distribution, and other aspects.

Further back, the third row, the fourth row... were the areas for top-tier celebrities and popular young actors and actresses.

The center C-position of this area still undoubtedly belonged to Yang Mi and Liu Yifei.

Da Mimi sat there elegantly, her aura powerful.

Beside her were Leng Ba, Nazha, and the other girls in turn.

On the other side was Liu Yifei.

These few female stars sitting together were in themselves an extremely beautiful landscape, attracting countless envious or jealous gazes from behind.

Further back, there were Bai Lu, Tian Xinwei, Zhao Lusi, and other post-95s young actresses who were currently on the rise.

Although their positions were not as core as the front row, it also represented their status and potential in the entertainment industry.

It could be said that Jiang Jing, just sitting there quietly, without even needing to make any movements, naturally became the invisible focus of the entire venue.

Regardless of gender, gazes drifted toward the direction where he was, either openly or covertly.

And for those female stars with lower status sitting in the back rows, their gazes were almost undisguised, filled with desire and ambition.

To them, Jiang Jing was a piece of "Tang Monk meat" that could allow one to reach the sky in a single bound, not to mention that this "meat" was also so young and handsome, exuding a fatal attraction.

Even Liu Yifei, who always had a cold temperament and seemed like she didn't eat the food of mortals, had her gaze falling on Jiang Jing's upright back from time to time.

Her eyes held a hint of exploration, appreciation, and curiosity.

Yang Mi, who was sitting beside her, keenly captured the attentive gaze of this old rival.

She maintained a proper and elegant smile on her face, leaned slightly toward Liu Yifei, and in a volume that only the two of them could hear, said in a tone with an inexplicable meaning, faintly:

"It's truly rare. I didn't expect that our always ascetic Fairy Sister would have her gaze seemingly always attracted to a certain direction tonight."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yifei's long eyelashes trembled slightly; she withdrew her gaze and turned her head to look at Yang Mi.

Her face showed no embarrassment at having her inner thoughts exposed; she remained in that indifferent and unworldly appearance, only responding in a calm tone:

"A person as outstanding as Mr. Jiang Jing, whether in talent, achievement, or personal charm, can be called rare in the world."

"As an ordinary person, isn't it quite normal for me to pay a few more glances?"

Her reply was watertight, leaving no room for criticism.

Yang Mi looked at her indifferent appearance, and a meaningful arc hooked at the corner of her mouth, but she did not continue to pursue it further.

She was a smart person and knew well that with Jiang Jing's amorous nature.

As long as Fairy Sister Liu Yifei was willing to take the initiative herself, she would likely sooner or later be included in that massive harem group and become one of the sisters.

If she made the relationship too stiff now, it would only be awkward when they met in the future.

Therefore, she just smiled slightly and said nothing more.

Instead, she turned to chat in a low voice with Leng Ba and Nazha on the other side, and a knowing smile appeared on all of their faces.