Lin Ruru hadn't forgotten how Ji Yuwei had previously filmed herself using the same instant noodle bowl and made the same sandwich.

The tea-loving actress is trying to ride the coattails of the popularity of the movie star Ji's Weibo post about Niannian.

He even took the opportunity of filming to slap her repeatedly on set. He also used the fact that it was clearly the movie star Ji who ordered the milk tea for Nian Nian to humiliate her.

She couldn't understand how someone like that could have fans.

She initially felt gratified when she saw Ji Yuwei's downfall.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yuwei became popular again very quickly.

Jiang Nian wasn't very surprised.

This is an era where traffic is king. Criticism and controversy all generate traffic and buzz.

There's a saying that goes, "Black and red are still red."

However, what happens to Ji Yuwei is none of her business.

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Sunday afternoon.

Jiang Nian returned to Beijing.

I took a taxi directly from the airport to the headquarters of Qinglan Group.

The receptionist on the first floor saw this girl who looked like she was still in high school and immediately asked them which floor Mr. Chen lived on, which seemed quite strange.

Is it possible for ordinary people to see them?

Even the private elevator leading to President Shen's floor can only be accessed by senior executives of Qinglan using their cards.

But employees of large companies are generally of higher quality.

They politely asked Jiang Nian if she had an appointment, explaining that without one, she couldn't even enter the building, let alone see President Chen.

No sooner had the words been spoken than their usually calm and decisive CEO, Mr. Shen, rushed over in his high heels.

He took the girl's hand and said in an intimate tone, "Why did you come all by yourself without saying a word and asking me to come and pick you up?"

Jiang Nian said lazily, "I find it troublesome."

Follow Shen Qinglan upstairs in the elevator.

Shen Qinglan's office is on the top floor of the Qinglan Building.

The office is spacious, bright, and decorated in a simple yet sophisticated style. A large, high-transparency glass window offers a panoramic view of the bustling metropolis filled with skyscrapers.

Jiang Nian realized that her insomnia had improved a lot.

However, if Si Boye held her while she slept the night before, she would often not sleep well the next night if she slept alone.

It's as if leaving Si Boye's embrace means having to readjust.

My head hurts a little.

She closed her eyes, lay on Shen Qinglan's lap, and let Shen Qinglan gently massage her temples.

"Shenglan Real Estate went bankrupt, and I've already acquired Shenglan. I heard it was your older brother's doing."

"Um."

Jiang Nian was not surprised that her older brother would take action against Jiang Sheng.

"What do you plan to do with that company?" Shen Qinglan asked.

"I haven't decided yet," Jiang Nian paused, "...maybe, start a toy company?"

"A toy company?" Shen Qinglan asked with interest. "That sounds good."

"However, the most pressing issue right now is the MISS press conference next month."

"We need to prepare for all kinds of promotional activities in the latter half of this month, and the spokesperson needs to be finalized by tomorrow. You built the brand yourself, so you should choose the spokesperson yourself."

Shen Qinglan had mentioned the matter of choosing a spokesperson for MISS to her when the anti-bullying lecture was held at Yingzhong before.

However, a series of events happened afterward, and if Shen Qinglan hadn't called again today, Jiang Nian would have forgotten about it.

Shen Qinglan said, "Although MISS is a new brand that has not yet been launched, it is under Qinglan Group, so many celebrities have come to try to cooperate with it."

"The advertising department sent me a stack of materials yesterday, which was an analysis of the self-nominated candidates' status, commercial value, traffic and reputation, and fan appeal. I haven't looked at it carefully yet."

Jiang Nian lifted her eyelids: "The selection is tomorrow night?"

“Yes,” Shen Qinglan said, “There are people specifically conducting the interviews. We don’t need to show our faces; you can just choose people through the screen.”

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll come over tomorrow night."

A brand ambassador is indeed an important part of a brand's launch.

But Jiang Nian didn't value it much.

After all, for technology products, quality, performance, and price are what consumers care about most, and are also the key to whether they can succeed.

However, it is indeed necessary to choose a spokesperson who is pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Nian went downstairs to the first floor, preparing to leave Qinglan.

But then I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the front desk in the lobby.

Judging from their voices, it seemed like they had been arguing for a long time, and their mouths were almost dry from talking.

"Miss, please let me meet your CEO, Mr. Shen."

"I am the wife of the president of Jiangcheng Shenglan Real Estate. Your President Shen used to think highly of Shenglan Real Estate."

"I have something important to discuss with President Shen. Could you please inform him? He'll definitely be willing to see me."

No matter what Chen Fulan said, the receptionist only replied with one sentence.

"I'm sorry, but I can't see Mr. Shen without an appointment. Besides, Mr. Shen is meeting with important guests, and no one can disturb him without permission."

Chen Fulan was driven crazy by this robotic reply.

Jiang Sheng has been missing since he left home yesterday morning and hasn't returned. For some reason, she has a bad feeling about him.

But now that the Jiang family is bankrupt, everyone avoids the Jiang family because they are considered unlucky. Who can she turn to for help?

The only group she could think of to turn to for help was Qinglan Group, which had acquired Shenglan.

The fact that Mr. Shen, with his vast wealth and influence, would look up to a small company like Shenglan Real Estate must mean that the Jiang family has a special regard for them.

But ironically, even after arriving in Beijing and at the Qinglan Building, she couldn't even catch a glimpse of President Shen.

Chen Fulan was extremely annoyed.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a figure emerge from the president's private elevator and walk towards the main entrance.

She was slender with pale, cool skin. Her simple attire still made her stand out.

That figure from behind looks a bit like Jiang Nian.

Chen Fulan thought she must be seeing things.

How could it be Jiang Nian?

Even if Jiang Nian is the daughter of the Ji family, it's impossible for her to have any connection with the Qinglan Group.

"Miss, didn't you say that your CEO was meeting with an important guest? Why did that person come down in your CEO's private elevator?"

The receptionist glanced at her and patiently explained, "That's Mr. Shen's distinguished guest."

Is that young girl Mr. Shen's distinguished guest?

Chen Fulan's eyes widened.

But she couldn't care less about anything else and immediately said, "Now that your CEO has already met with the distinguished guests, can you please inform them for me?"

The receptionist was truly at a loss.

I've never seen such a shameless person, but judging from their description, they seem to have some status or position, so I can't just leave them hanging like this.

She could only say, "Then wait a moment, I'll call Secretary Shen upstairs to confirm. Who is your husband?"

Chen Fulan confidently announced the name: "Shenglan Real Estate, Jiang Sheng, you must be right."

The receptionist made a phone call.

A moment later, he hung up the phone.

Chen Fulan asked impatiently, "So, what did your CEO Shen say? Is she willing to see me?"

The receptionist was also receiving such a response for the first time, and gave the woman in front of her another extra look.

"Our CEO Shen said that no one or even a dog related to Jiangcheng Shenglan Real Estate is allowed to enter the gates of Qinglan Group."

"Would you like to leave on your own, or should I have security guards come and 'invite' you to leave?"