117: Dinner begins!

Jiang Chuan walked over leisurely as if nothing had happened, waving his hand and smiling, saying:

"We still have a collaboration, so Director Su should continue to shine in the beauty industry. If you want to be a Streamer, you can come to Starlight to play around in your free time, and I guarantee we'll use our biggest resources to promote Director Su!"

"Alright, it's a deal then. I have some other things to attend to, so let's go first."

Su Wanqing knew that the young man had strong self-esteem, so she uncharacteristically adopted an indirect approach, though the reason still sounded a bit clumsy.

"Are you in a hurry? If you're very urgent, you can go first. I'll wait for Director Wang here."

Since Jiang Chuan had already arrived, how could he leave without completing his task? Moreover, if he had to arrange another meeting with Director Wang, it would waste a lot of time. It was better to wait here.

How could Su Wanqing leave him here and sneak away? Since the indirect approach didn't work, she carefully considered her words and said as tactfully as possible:

"Those people downstairs just now are very influential in the Yangcheng beauty industry, and they also have a good relationship with Director Wang. It's probably going to be very difficult for us this time."

"Don't worry, since I dared to do this, there won't be any problems. If you have something to do, go ahead, I'll wait for him here."

Jiang Chuan didn't even care about those rotten scoundrels. He didn't return to his corner seat but sat in the first row, leaning back in the chair with his legs crossed.

Since he was going to be high-profile, he might as well be high-profile to the end!

Su Wanqing knew this was almost an impossible goal, but looking at his confident appearance, a glimmer of hope still rose in her heart.

Anyway, she was prepared to exit this industry. It was already the worst possible situation, so there was nothing to fear. She held her skirt and sat beside him, saying:

"Then I'll accompany you. Don't feel too much pressure. It doesn't matter even if we fail."

"For things I want to do, failure is not an option."

Jiang Chuan sensed her fluctuating emotions, took out his phone, opened a search page, and showed it to her.

Su Wanqing was about to complain that his words were too pretentious when she saw him hand a phone screen to her. Upon closer inspection, it was precisely Cosmetics Brand's early development!

Her fluctuating emotions instantly froze. She reached out her small hand and fiercely pinched the soft flesh on his waist.

"No more looking it up!"

Jiang Chuan saw that his 'medicine' had worked, and she had no other emotion than anger. He put his phone away, nodded perfunctorily, and agreed.

Everyone present was astonished, their eyes nearly popping out, seeing that these two not only didn't leave but actually sat down in the first row.

The most coincidental thing was that the young man's seat was exactly where Director Qi, who had been carried out, should have sat.

Director Wang felt a bit anxious seeing that they hadn't listened to her and left quickly.

She didn't know either of them, but when she was young, she had also experienced what Director Su was going through. Unfortunately, no young man stood up for her.

Fortunately, she persevered and didn't sacrifice her dignity for material gain. She didn't want Director Su, who was in a similar situation, to give up her hard-fought dream today, right in front of her.

Director Wang hesitated for a long time, then stood up and walked towards the first row, wanting to persuade that poor woman one more time.

If Director Wang arrived, there would truly be no hope at all. Leaving here, perhaps a miracle might happen in the future.

Just then, the banquet hall doors slowly opened. She turned to look, her face instantly turning pale, her feet unable to take another step, knowing that it was completely irreversible.

A group of people walked in. The bosses who had just carried out Director Qi were following behind a middle-aged man, continuously scanning the crowd in the hall, clearly looking for something.

And walking at the very front was the leader of the Yangcheng beauty industry, the organizer of this banquet, the Chairman of Ning Xin, backed by Shunxing Investment!

Wang Hengming!

Jiang Chuan heard the discussions behind him and turned back curiously, only to see a middle-aged man of about forty standing in the center.

He was quite short, about 1.7 meters, with a thin build, a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and a handlebar mustache.

Jiang Chuan saw that the unfilial descendants he had just scolded away were standing behind this person. He actually already understood this person's identity, but still pretended to be surprised and said:

"Who is this Major? Do we have foreigners at our banquet?"

Su Wanqing knew he was joking, but she couldn't help but laugh. However, seeing the Major's gaze turn towards them, she quickly suppressed her smile and turned her head away from that direction.

Wang Hengming stared intently at the two people sitting in the first row. He had already heard what happened, but now was not the time to deal with this trivial matter.

The Jinhui Venture Capital people were about to arrive. Women were nowhere near as important as work. It wouldn't be too late to deal with that young man after the banquet.

He withdrew his gaze and didn't linger, walking straight towards the backstage to greet that distinguished guest. If successful, this would be his most important turning point!

Compared to this matter, Su Wanqing, Jiang Chuan, were completely insignificant!

"Director Wang is in such a hurry, so that person must have arrived, right?"

"Of course! Otherwise, who else could make Director Wang like this? We should also get ready. As long as we're noticed by that person, won't we have money to earn?"

"Director Wang truly has power, to be able to invite that person to Yangcheng!"

Everyone was excitedly discussing, eager to be noticed, much like an emperor's concubine selection in ancient times.

Jiang Chuan originally wanted to talk to Director Wang to finish quickly and go home, as Little Green Tea was still waiting eagerly at the hotel.

But as soon as he stood up, the other party left, so he had to sit back down and wait for the boring banquet to end before negotiating.

At exactly six o'clock, the banquet officially began!

Since there were only two rows of seats, most people were not qualified to sit down and had to stand in the hall, looking expectantly towards the stage.

A man looked at the already full seats, feeling a bit confused. Director Wang clearly said he had a seat.

He had to take out his phone, look at the seat map sent to him, and walked to the location, only to find that Nun Miejue was sitting there — someone not to be trifled with!

But there was also a young man he hadn't seen before sitting next to her. He was about to tap his shoulder to reclaim the seat.

But his arm was barely raised when an old friend in the industry stopped him, unhappily whispering, "Old Qian, what are you doing? This is my seat."

Director Qian was one of those who had been yelled at. He quickly leaned into his friend's ear and quietly recounted what had happened.

The man's face grew paler with each detail he heard. Wasn't this just a pure brute? How dare he speak such wild words.

Fortunately, he had been stopped. Otherwise, being yelled at in front of so many people, how would he ever be able to work in this industry again?

He looked fearfully at the young man slumped in the chair, no longer thinking about the seat, and stood quietly in the hall, waiting for Director Wang to appear.