Chapter 74 elevates the aesthetic standards.

The Li family has diversified its business, covering all aspects of life. Naturally, some of the companies that received invitations to the annual meeting overlapped with Womei's business.

Few attendees at the annual meeting are really focused on eating, drinking, and having fun; they usually take the opportunity to connect with others and lay a good foundation for the work in the coming year.

Amanda led her three business managers to greet each client in turn.

Jingge was a new employee, and many people didn't know her. Amanda made a point of introducing her to everyone, hoping to make her a familiar face to many.

Xiao Ai came over to her, excitedly saying, "Shall we go backstage? To take a picture with a big star? He's much more handsome in person than on TV!"

Amanda waved her hand: "Go have fun."

It's rare for me to be in such high spirits.

The backstage area is in another building, connected by a corridor. As you pass by, you can see the sky pressing down heavily, with snowflakes flying like torn cotton wool.

As Jingge and Xiao Ai ran over, they bumped into Li Mushi on the way.

The man was surrounded by big shots he had seen on television, in the news, and in the newspapers.

The gathering of bigwigs created an exceptionally powerful aura.

Jing Ge and Xiao Ai stopped in their tracks and instinctively moved aside to let the big shots pass first.

However, the man in the center position stopped first. Because snow had fallen onto the ground of the passageway, small patches of varying shades of color could be seen on his black leather shoes, which were caused by melting snow.

Jingge thought to herself that the boss was not as comfortable as the junior employee. At least she didn't have to wear leather shoes in such cold weather; she could wear warm snow boots.

But then I thought, the big boss won't be outside for more than a few minutes, so he won't get cold.

The man's deep voice rang out: "Where to?"

A group of people stopped here.

Jing Ge's face flushed slightly, but he had no choice but to answer, "Let's go backstage to see the big star."

The bigwigs were all laughing.

It's as if it's laughing at the little girl's joyful vitality and infectious energy.

Li Mushi's eyes softened as he casually took off the name tag from his chest and handed it to her.

"Go."

Jing Ge accepted it without understanding why.

He always liked to give her random, inexplicable things.

Before the show even started, the backstage area was bustling and chaotic. The big star was the spokesperson for a certain product of Li's Group, and due to his high status, the security backstage was quite tight.

The security guards at the entrance had already stopped several people who wanted autographs.

Jingge pulled Xiao Ai along, saying, "Let's wait outside. It'll be embarrassing if we get stopped."

Xiao Ai said in a serious tone: "Actually, you can come in."

Jing Ge: "?"

“Really,” Xiao Ai said, “they wouldn’t dare stop you.”

Jing Ge: "...Actually, I am the long-lost sister of a big star. He knelt in front of our mother's sickbed and promised that he would definitely find me. So much so that even his security guards and manager knew about it. They recognized me as soon as they saw me and couldn't wait to let me in to recognize him."

Xiao Ai: "

"So," Jingge said irritably, "why don't they dare stop me!"

Xiao Ai almost spat out her drink: "You're wearing our boss's name tag, so even if you go to heaven, no one will dare stop you!"

"......"

ah.

Is this the purpose of a name tag?

It had no name, no information, and no details; who would have guessed it was her boss's business card?

Xiao Ai was convinced: "Our company has a job hierarchy represented by different colors. I am the most ordinary blue, the managers are red, green, and black, and only our boss is gold."

The name tags of the other people could be used to identify their positions, but only their boss's name tag could be used to identify him.

Because there is only one gold color.

"..." Jing Ge was silent for a moment, then hesitated, "Is this a good idea? Wouldn't it seem like we're bullying each other?"

"Are you coming in or not?" Xiao Ai pinched her. "If you're not coming in, I'm coming in!"

Jing Ge dodged her: "Come in, come in, I want to see just how handsome he is in person."

As he went in, Jing Ge felt a little guilty, since it wasn't his own card and he was afraid of being thrown out by security in front of everyone.

But it went very smoothly.

No one stopped her.

The big star is resting in the dressing room, with a makeup artist touching up his makeup, and his assistant and agent are with him.

He is indeed very handsome.

She's not photogenic; she looks much better in person than on TV.

Jing Ge politely explained his purpose.

The big star was very easygoing; he not only agreed to her request for a photo but also signed two autographs for her.

Jing Ge thanked him repeatedly.

The big star looked at her and said, "Aren't you disappointed after seeing her in person?"

"..." Jing Ge blushed. "No, no, you really don't look good on camera. You look much better than on screen."

The big star rubbed his chin: "But I didn't see any amazement in your eyes."

Jing Ge: "".

The big star glanced at her name tag and said, "Oh, your eyes have become too discerning, your aesthetic sense has been raised too high."

"......"

"Alright, stop teasing her," the agent laughed. "I've only ever seen one person wear President Li's name tag."

Superstar: "Sigh, between me and President Li, who's more handsome?"

Jingge's mouth moved.

The big star: "Look, she's starting to brush me off."

"......"

Jingge came out blushing.

I gave one of the autographs to Xiao Ai.

"Isn't he super handsome?" Xiao Ai exclaimed excitedly, "So handsome that it makes your brain bleed and your face turn red?"

Jing Ge muttered, "Not only is he handsome, but he also has a sharp tongue. He's nothing like the gentle character he portrays on TV."

Xiao Ai stuck the autograph to her heart, looking like a blissfully infatuated fan.

Jingge silently put Li Mushi's name tag into his pocket.

I didn't dare hang it up anymore.

At the start of the show, the first few rows were occupied by bigwigs and executives. Jing Ge sat with Amanda in the guest seats, which were a bit far away, but it didn't affect the viewing experience.

There were interactive activities and a lucky draw for everyone.

The prizes from the Li family were incredibly generous, including high-end skincare products, a mountain bike, a 100-gram gold brick, and a sports car.

The participation prize is a cash bonus of 1,000 yuan.

I promise everyone will make sure they don't come for nothing.

The banquet was held amidst singing and dancing.

At Jingge's table sat a supplier of Womei. Because their products were all original and protected by copyright, and were in high demand, Womei had always been begging them to supply them.

The other party is also a bit arrogant.

Amanda smiled ingratiatingly, said some flattering things, and raised her glass to clink with his.

Jingge and the other two raised their glasses.

The other person laughed and said, "Finish it."

“I’ll do my best,” Amanda smiled as well. “My managers do technical jobs, so I need to protect them.”

It was just a small glass of red wine, nothing serious, and all three of them politely drank it.

The banquet was filled with the clinking of glasses.

At one point, a commotion arose in the banquet hall, and everyone stood up in unison: "President Li."

The man was as indifferent as frost and snow, and was greeted by Lin's secretary and senior executives.

He then came to Jing Ge's table.

"I'll go ahead..."

At this point, Li Mushi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on Jing Ge's empty wine glass.

He only spoke halfway through his sentence, and when he said "go ahead," it was unclear who he was referring to. Everyone held their breath and waited.

Seeing that no one responded, Jing Ge subconsciously said, "Then you can go first."

Some people gasped in shock.

Such a casual attitude; he's clearly a young salesperson who doesn't understand social etiquette.

Jingge looked up: "Let's go."

Continue to inhale the cool air.

The man lowered his eyes to meet her gaze, then suddenly asked, "What did you win in the lottery?"

Jing Ge happily replied, "One thousand yuan."

"..." As if speechless, Li Mushi took something out of his pocket and placed it next to her wine glass. "Mine, it's for you."

It is a 100-gram gold brick.