Chapter 5 Chapter 5 No matter whether it is black or white, it is all yellow...

Imperial Hotel, Wucheng, China.

In the magnificent and bright hall, people were dressed in suits and formal attire, holding champagne glasses in twos and threes.

Jiang Cheng stood alone in the corner.

But even though he was standing in the corner, there were still CEOs from various groups walking towards him and raising their glasses to greet him.

After asking a few questions about his recent situation, he would definitely ask about the health of the old man at home, and ask indirectly whether there is a chance to ask the old man to make a fully customized set.

Jiang Cheng smiled sincerely and said that the old man was getting older and no longer accepted orders. If you didn't mind, you could ask him to do the job directly. He would have an appointment in a year.

Even if I can't wait for Mr. Jiang, it's good to wait for Jiang Cheng! The man agreed without hesitation, saying that he could contact him anytime when he got any news, and left with a smile on his face.

Not long after, Chairman Wu also came over to say hello, pointing to a petite young girl next to him.

"My daughter, Sifeng, calls her Uncle Jiang."

Jiang Cheng smiled and replied with a few questions about where the child was studying. In fact, when he saw Chairman Wu bringing his daughter over, he had already begun to have psychological expectations. Sure enough, the next second, he heard Chairman Wu casually ask,

"Chong Yan is still not coming today?"

Jiang Cheng's expression remained flawless. "Come on. I'll be there soon. I don't know what this guy is busy with every day. He just got off the plane."

"oh?"

Chairman Wu was a little surprised, and his mood obviously improved. "I've never seen Chong Yan participate in such an occasion before."

He turned to Wu Sifeng and said, "Uncle Jiang's son, Jiang Chongyan, is a few years older than you. You two should get to know each other when the time comes."

It looked like a simple few words, but in reality, all three people present understood what they meant. How else could a young man and girl in their teens and twenties get to know each other? To see if there was a chance for a romantic relationship, of course.

Jiang Cheng watched the 17-year-old Miss Wu nod perfunctorily to her father. The little girl was too young and not even an adult yet, so how could she possibly focus on such things? It was too early to talk about these things now.

Wu Sifeng is a child, but Chairman Wu is a businessman. Since he's spoken out about it today, he probably has a plan in mind. The social circles of the second generation are very fixed. What ordinary people consider "premature love" is permitted and even encouraged within the wealthy circles. Romantic relationships between the second generation of wealthy people further solidify the partnership between their family businesses, and marriage and children are a fixed part of their life plan.

Jiang Cheng knew the other party was observing his expression, but he still blocked it calmly. If for no other reason, his ancestor's life was not something he, as a father, could have the final say.

The hall door opened the next second and he looked towards the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the tall figure.

Jiang Chongyan lowered his head and walked into the banquet hall.

His street hip-hop style outfit made him stand out from the crowd. Coupled with his tall stature and handsome appearance, he quickly attracted many eyes.

It was this kind of occasion again. Jiang Chongyan glanced at the people in suits and ties around him, his eyes drooping coldly.

He didn't like these fake social and business occasions and had always avoided them whenever possible. Fortunately, thanks to the Jiang family's influence, no one dared to say anything, so Jiang Cheng only scolded him verbally and actually let him do what he wanted.

Therefore, he rarely appears in the entire circle, and many people don’t know what Jiang Chongyan, the only heir of the Jiang family of this generation, looks like.

If Jiang Cheng hadn't said in a serious tone, "This is an important person's banquet, you must come," and issued a death order, he would have been in the dance studio now.

Jiang Chongyan put his hands in his pockets and walked towards his father in the corner.

"dad."

"What a mess! What a mess!" Jiang Cheng stared at the glittering black earrings on the tall boy's ears, his face darkening several shades. "Take off your hat! Do you have any manners?"

Jiang Chongyan raised his eyebrows, swallowed back the words "I wear it just because I'm polite", and reached out to take off the hat obediently.

Jiang Cheng's face darkened at the sight of this exceptionally dazzling golden hair. He covered his chest, trembling with anger, "Stop!... Don't take it off! Put it back on!"

Jiang Chongyan chuckled softly and put it on again in a very filial manner.

Suddenly, a female scream was heard nearby.

"ah--"

Wu Sifeng covered his mouth, his eyes widened, and his voice was stuttering.

"You...you are Aiden!"

Jiang Chongyan's eyes quickly turned cold.

He glanced over there and his eyes met Wu Sifeng's. In a second, he was sure that he didn't know her, and then he looked away indifferently.

The person who was recognized had a cold face and remained silent, his back was still straight, his expression was calm, and his aura was so strong that no one within two meters could approach him.

Wu Sifeng suddenly fell silent. The atmosphere around him was awkward.

"Who is Aiden?"

His father's inquiring and stern gaze swept over him, and Wu Sifeng immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. No one here knew Aiden, so he immediately covered his mouth and smiled awkwardly, "Nothing. I, I recognized the wrong person. Sorry."

At this moment, someone else came to toast with Jiang Cheng and Chairman Wu. Seeing the two parents leave, Wu Sifeng immediately leaned over, his tone full of excitement, "You, you still remember me! We met at the party at Yu Chengjin's house the night before last!"

Jiang Chongyan took two steps back to create some distance.

Looking forward, he finally spoke the first words since they met.

"I don't know him."

His voice was low and cold, and he was very frugal with his words.

Wu Sifeng was disappointed for a moment, but he immediately cheered up, "I'm your fan. You were a judge in a competition in Los Angeles before, and I went to watch that competition and sat in the audience!"

He dances street dance, uses an English name, dresses in a street hip-hop style, has an extremely unstable income, lives a casual and rebellious life, and plays around with the world - he is an outlier that even the traditional mainstream of society cannot accept.

Not to mention the second generation of wealthy families, they only regard them as unknown small stars in the entertainment industry and even sneer at the idea of ​​getting to know them.

However, after gradually emerging in the street dance circle and becoming famous for becoming the youngest world-class street dance champion in the country at the age of 22, he rejected all invitations to endorse high-priced events, and tickets for his master classes were hard to come by.

His handsome appearance and sharp temperament attracted a large number of fans outside the circle on the Internet. It was even rumored that several wealthy daughters sponsored dance troupes to pursue him, but he was still completely ignored. He was arrogant, rebellious, mysterious and unruly.

Countless people have speculated about his true origin and Chinese name, but after searching the entire Internet, no clues can be found.

The name "Aiden" is more like a code name for him. As long as he wants, he will never reveal his true background.

Wu Sifeng's heart was beating very fast.

She has been a fan of Aiden for some time, but this man never brings up any topic related to his family background.

Who would have thought that he was actually the only heir of this generation of the Jiang family, the young master Jiang Chongyan who never participated in any business or social activities!

She learned this big secret and covered her mouth with her hands, extremely excited. "Since you're hiding your identity, there must be a reason. Don't worry, as your fan, I will never betray you! I will help you keep the secret!"

Jiang Chongyan didn't know who the host of today's banquet was.

It was only because Jiang Cheng said he was an "important person" that Jiang Chongyan reluctantly endured it until now.

Under normal circumstances, he would have left long ago.

Wu Sifeng was still chattering beside him. This little girl's star-chasing enthusiasm was irritating. He made a quick decision within three seconds, pursed his lips, turned around, and left without looking back.

Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, Wu Sifeng immediately came over.

"Where are you going?"

After asking the question, Jiang Chongyan didn't even look at her, walked around and prepared to leave.

Wu Sifeng was stunned for a moment, then persevered before chasing after him and stopping him. "Don't you like this kind of occasion? I've never seen you attend a banquet as the Jiang family's young master. Before today, many people in your circle didn't know what you looked like, and many people found it incredible..."

The man in front of her was tall, staring straight ahead, letting her chatter beside him without paying any attention to her. He was tall, with long legs, and walked very fast. Wu Sifeng had to work hard to catch up with him.

Even so, she kept saying:

"But you're actually attending a cocktail party for the first time today. Well, that makes sense when you think about it. After all, today is the celebratory dinner for Morikawa's acquisition of a new brand. It would be awkward not to come..."

The man's footsteps paused instantly.

Morikawa.

Wu Sifeng suddenly stopped talking because she saw the man who seemed not to hear her at all suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled up.

Jiang Chongyan actually felt like laughing.

He has never been to any banquet since he was a child.

When she was 16 years old, the niece of Chairman Wu got married. Wu, at its peak, sent out invitations and almost all the prominent people in Wucheng went. There was even a bunch of media gathered at the door to take pictures. Various gossips on the Internet listed a long list of gifts.

——However, that day, Jiang Chongyan ignored him and stayed in the dance studio all day.

Jiang Cheng got angry that time and scolded him for being rude and uneducated, and hit him for the first time.

Jiang Chongyan endured it and asked, "Dad, I didn't go. Did anyone give you any trouble?"

Jiang Cheng was speechless. Jiang Cheng knew better than anyone that the reason this boy was so unbridled and unruly, looking down on everyone, was simply because he was the only son of the Jiang family. Jiang Cheng hit him because he felt he was rude, that he hadn't educated him well, and that he had brought shame upon the Jiang family, a prestigious family. Not because he was afraid of offending the Wu family.

Even the Wu family, at its peak, still had to put on a smile and greet Jiang Cheng when Jiang Chongyan didn't show up. So in Jiang Cheng's eyes, there was no one he was afraid to offend.

——However, today, Jiang Cheng described the protagonist of today's banquet as an "important person" and gave Jiang Chongyan a three-word order: "You must come."

I wonder, apart from the Morikawa Group, what other company can Jiang Cheng pay so much attention to?

The business empire created by Chairman He Chuan has grown bigger and bigger in the past decade. It has acquired many clothing brands and industrial lines, which is more than twice the number of Wu's industries at its peak. It has long become a well-deserved leading enterprise in the national clothing industry.

Jiang Chongyan let out a deep breath.

I was just being groped all over by that evil woman like a sucking duck, and then she kicked me into the swimming pool. When I returned to China, I met her again on the same plane and was quarreled with by her all the way. I finally landed thinking I could have some peace and quiet, but unexpectedly I ended up hiding in a party hosted by her father.

"……OK."

Wu Sifeng saw the man clenching his fists, and finally gritted his teeth and sneered twice in a low voice.

Jiang Chongyan looked towards the front of the banquet hall.

Sure enough, the next second, I saw a middle-aged man in his fifties standing in the crowd not far away. His every move exuded the aura of a superior, and he welcomed the enthusiastic toasts from the people around him.

——It is the biggest protagonist of tonight, He Chuan.

Next to him stood a young boy of about eighteen years old. Although he was young, he was calm, dignified, polite and handsome.

The two of them standing together form a harmonious picture of a son inheriting his father's business and ensuring the succession of the dynasty.

Jiang Chongyan stood there and squinted his eyes for a while.

"Where were you going?" Jiang Cheng walked back with a sullen face and lowered his voice to emphasize to the tall, time-bomb in front of him, "You are not allowed to leave first!"

"No."

Young Master Jiang seemed to have figured something out. He answered quickly, his voice lazy. With his bony hands, he took a glass of champagne from the tray, leaned back against the wall, crossed his legs, and took a sip.

"Just wait and see."

Jiang Chongyan's eyes flickered, as if he recalled something, and finally raised the corners of his mouth.

"See how someone's plan to return to China with Qingleng Baiyueguang is being implemented."

*

Just as he finished speaking, a "pop" sound suddenly rang out from the ceiling of the banquet hall. The lights in the banquet hall, which had just been bright as day, suddenly dimmed.

Sporadic panicked screams and gasps immediately rang out from the crowd. Only the vague and dim figures of the people around them could be seen, and everyone looked around in confusion.

"The power is out?"

"Impossible. The Empire Hotel has been hosting dinners for so many years and has never made such a basic mistake as a power outage."

"Is there... some surprise event?"

There was a whisper of discussion among the crowd. The dim environment amplified everyone's curiosity and tolerance. Everyone looked around trying to find some clues.

Someone shouted twice, "Watch the door!"

The door slowly opened, a white light shone in from outside, and a figure stood at the entrance.

It's a woman.

She is tall and slender, with a graceful figure, a long skirt that reaches the ground, and long black hair that flows softly.

A soft, dazzling white light streamed down from behind her, casting a faint halo over her. Her face was hidden in the dim light, barely visible, yet her mere presence was breathtaking.

The hall, which had been noisy just now, suddenly became extremely quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to have stopped.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the woman at the door.

She walked forward step by step on the fragmented light.

A beam of white light suddenly flashed overhead, and against the light, a gentle and fresh face was reflected. The face had upturned almond-shaped eyes, a straight nose, full lips, and black hair, a pure and unworldly look.

"That's...Xin Tong?"

"Yes, it's Xin Tong!"

"Oh my God! Isn't she studying abroad?"

"She's back! Xin Tong is back!"

The clamor of discussion finally broke the silence, and everyone stared in disbelief at the beautiful figure who had become the center of attention. The name "idiot" had long been etched in Wucheng's mind, but beneath the label of fool and vulgarity, no one had noticed she had blossomed into such a beautiful and charming woman.

“…” Wu Sifeng stood in the crowd, looking at the figure with a shocked expression.

Even though she hated this idiot in her heart, she had to admit that it seemed reasonable for Xin Tong to appear here.

She is a wealthy socialite and the only daughter heir of Morikawa's fortune. She endures the most ridicule and also enjoys the most obedience.

The daughter of a top wealthy family returned home and made a stunning appearance amid the surprised gasps and exclamations of the crowd, attracting everyone's attention and becoming the focus of the audience.

——That’s right, this is the “Return of the Cold White Moonlight” plan that Song Qingyun came up with for Xin Tong.

It's perfect.

Xin Tong, wearing eight-centimeter high heels, enjoyed the gazes and amazement of everyone in the room. She looked across the long banquet hall, and sure enough, at the end of the dimly lit hall, she saw the shocked look on her father's face.

Humph, that's exactly the effect I want. Xin Tong smiled with determination.

But the next second, his legs seemed to be nailed down by something and he couldn't lift them up at all.

Xin Tong paused, stopped, and looked down - the sharp heel of her high heels was stuck in the narrow gap where the slope of the ground was connected.

? !

She pulled hard but couldn't get it out.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She gritted her teeth and lifted herself up with all her strength. She fell in an extremely strange posture in front of everyone, grinning.

The whole audience was silent for three seconds.

Then there was a burst of laughter.

"Song Qingyun!!"

Xin Tong sat on the ground with her right foot bare, looking embarrassed. She pointed at her high heeled shoe stuck in the gap and roared at someone outside the door, "Look at the shoddy work you did!"