Chapter 396 Master, look at these people...

"Jiang Jing." Yang Mi's voice carried a hint of coquettishness. She looked at Jiang Jing, her eyes seeming to say—look, I've found you another great beauty!

"I don't think I need to introduce this person, do I? Our famous Fairy Sister—Liu Yifei."

"Xixi, this is Jiang Jing, Chairman Jiang."

Her actions were tantamount to personally pushing Liu Yifei in front of Jiang Jing, paving the way for her.

Liu Yifei hadn't expected things to go so smoothly; she had assumed Yang Mi would at most introduce her indifferently and then leave her standing on the sidelines.

After all, the purpose of her coming did indeed carry a hint of using her.

Feeling Jiang Jing's appreciative gaze land on her, with an undisguised smile on his face.

Liu Yifei's heart rate involuntarily quickened, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Mr. Jiang, I have long admired you." Her voice remained clear and melodious, yet it carried a hint of softness that was hard to detect compared to before.

Jiang Jing looked at the stunning beauty whom Yang Mi had personally pushed in front of him, the curve of his lips deepening.

"Miss Liu, a pleasure." He raised his glass, his voice gentle and magnetic, "I quite like your work."

With Yang Mi acting as the "intermediary" to introduce them, the interaction between Liu Yifei and Jiang Jing became a natural progression.

She soon began chatting with Jiang Jing in a poised and graceful manner.

The topics ranged from admiration for his epoch-making inventions to shared interests in traditional Dragon Country culture, and she could even occasionally chime in with insights on cutting-edge technology.

This showed that she was not just a pretty face without substance.

Yang Mi and the other women watched from the side, exchanging knowing glances with faint, imperceptible smiles on their lips.

They were all experienced in this, and knew Jiang Jing's temperament all too well.

It seemed that this "Fairy Sister," who had been aloof for so many years, was truly unable to escape her fate this time and was going to fall into their man's hands.

Jiang Jing was indeed quite fond of Liu Yifei.

Setting aside her stunning beauty and unique temperament, the classic screen images she had created alone were enough to make anyone who watched those TV dramas develop a fondness for her.

Whether it was the innocent and spirited Zhao Ling'er in "Chinese Paladin," the elegantly beautiful Wang Yuyan in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," or the ethereal Little Dragon Maiden in "The Return of the Condor Heroes."

These roles had long become the "white moonlight" in the hearts of countless viewers, accumulating an almost terrifying level of audience appeal and national popularity for Liu Yifei.

Just as netizens jokingly said, the "health bar" brought by these few classic roles alone was enough for her to consume for decades.

No matter how the reputation of her subsequent works fluctuated, when people thought of her, those beautiful memories were the first things to come to mind.

This unique advantage was something many artists could only dream of.

As for Liu Yifei, her feelings toward Jiang Jing were more of a heartfelt admiration.

She admired not just his wealth and influence, but even more so his brain, which seemed to contain infinite wisdom and could constantly create miracles.

In her view, this talent that transcended worldly values was far more attractive than money and power.

The group chatted happily, and the atmosphere in the corner was harmonious and pleasant.

This scene was naturally seen by other interested parties in the venue.

Many actresses who prided themselves on their good looks and harbored ulterior motives.

Seeing that even someone like Liu Yifei had taken the initiative to approach Jiang Jing and was chatting happily with him.

The desire in their hearts was ignited even more.

They were also itching to join in, wanting to go up and get involved, to make themselves known.

However, they were not fools after all.

Look at how the capital moguls had done it earlier.

They all respectfully raised their glasses to signal first, and only dared to approach and strike up a conversation after receiving a response from Jiang Jing.

That small circle was clearly not a place where just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could casually join; if one's status wasn't high enough, rushing up would only invite humiliation.

Consequently, these actresses came up with another strategy.

They didn't walk directly toward that corner, but instead pretended to pass by nearby in a leisurely manner, as if by accident.

While walking, they deliberately adjusted their posture, striving to showcase their most perfect profile and most elegant figure.

Their eyes also always "accidentally" glanced toward Jiang Jing's direction, filled with expectation, hoping to catch the attention of that big shot.

Of course, not all actresses held such motives of taking shortcuts or becoming a "capital wife."

Some more laid-back ones were at most curious, with no real intention of trying to get close.

And there were some, like Bai Lu and others whom Jiang Jing had previously replied to on Weibo, who were more out of curiosity and appreciation for Jiang Jing as a person.

But at this moment, most of them chose to wait and see, not rushing forward rashly.

Yang Mi's peripheral vision keenly caught the figures posing and preening not far away.

Watching their deliberate and calculating demeanor, paired with those suggestive glances, Yang Mi finally couldn't help it.

She let out a soft chuckle.

She leaned close to Jiang Jing, covering her mouth with her hand, and whispered with a tone full of teasing:

"Master~~ You must take a look over there~~ Those girls, all craning their necks and preening themselves—doesn't it look like an ancient emperor selecting consorts, with a group of candidates desperately trying to catch the Emperor's attention?"

"Giggle, giggle..."

Hearing this, Liu Yifei and the others also looked in the direction she was pointing. Upon closer inspection, they found it really did resemble that, and they couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle.

Jiang Jing was amused by Yang Mi's vivid metaphor and also glanced in that direction.

Immediately after, he withdrew his gaze without a hint of attachment, a look of boredom on his face, and shook his head.

Seeing this, Yang Mi's playful side took over, and she imitated the tone of a eunuch from a period drama, asking mischievously:

"Oh, Master~ You… you don't fancy any of them?"

Jiang Jing rolled his eyes at this drama queen, his tone carrying a hint of disdain, yet he said with a double meaning:

"Common, vulgar powder—what's there to look at? If they were all like you few…"

As he spoke, his gaze deliberately and slowly swept across the faces of Liu Yifei, Yang Mi, and then Leng Ba: "…looking as good as you do, then I might have some interest."

Yang Mi and the others were already used to such blunt words; they just coquettishly spat at him and jokingly scolded him for being "improper" and "shameless."

However, Liu Yifei, who had just joined this circle, was clearly not quite used to Jiang Jing's blunt and slightly roguish way of speaking.

Hearing him praise their beauty so directly, she only felt her cheeks instantly flush with heat.

She shyly lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.

She could only pretend to focus on the wine glass in her hand; that shy and timid appearance was truly pitifully lovely.

Which only deepened the smile in Jiang Jing's eyes.