A few minutes later, he finished looking through it, then looked up at Jiang Tian again.

Jiang Tian smiled back at him.

"There's generally no problem," he said.

"That's good. I'm extremely grateful that you agreed to let me return to China. I put a lot of sincerity into making this contract. Since you think there are no major flaws, let's have our lawyers polish it up and then draft a formal contract."

Cheng Yanzheng uttered a single word: "Okay."

Jiang Tian smiled and lowered her head to drink her tea.

Neither of them spoke.

About ten minutes later, Jiang Tian's phone rang.

Upon seeing the incoming call, Jiang Tian's expression softened instantly. She gestured to Cheng Yanzheng, went outside, and answered the phone.

When she returned, she said goodbye to Cheng Yanzheng: "I have urgent business to attend to. I'll discuss our cooperation at your company another day. Thank you for your hospitality."

Jiang Tian said a few words in a hurry and then left.

Cheng Yanzheng was left sitting there alone for a very long time.

It wasn't until Du Baiwei was assigned to check the contracts that she learned that the president had actually partnered with Jiang Tian to open a studio.

Not long ago, Jiang Tian resigned from her original company and was targeted by some people in the industry. At this time, the president happened to extend an olive branch to her.

For some unknown reason, Jiang Tian did not set foot in China for a year.

However, after accepting the president's invitation, Jiang Tian agreed to cooperate with him.

The president personally invested in Jiang Tian's initial publicity campaign and the fashion show.

Du Baiwei was completely baffled by the state of these two people.

Jiang Tianming publicly claimed that she was recuperating from an illness, but her life was full of ups and downs and incredibly exciting.

Reading her resume, Du Baiwei even felt a kind of indescribable emotion.

For a woman to achieve this level of success in her professional field is already quite an accomplishment.

But she still didn't know what the CEO was thinking, let alone what stage he and his wife were at.

The relationship between the two was complicated and uncertain, leaving Du Baiwei feeling uneasy.

Following the president's instructions, she checked the contract and then called Jiang Tian to schedule a time for them to meet and sign the contract.

"Okay, I will go."

Jiang Tian's tone on the other end of the phone was polite and friendly.

The contract signing process went very smoothly.

Jiang Tian is talented, and Cheng Yanzheng has funds. The two hit it off immediately and can achieve a win-win situation.

Jiang Tian held the initiative in the studio, but as long as the studio was profitable, Cheng Yanzheng could get a very high profit.

In short, neither of them was at a disadvantage.

After signing the contract, Jiang Tian politely took her leave, seemingly without any reluctance to leave.

Du Baiwei stared blankly at her retreating figure, her doubts growing stronger.

What exactly happened to bring these two people to this point?

Du Baiwei had thought that with this contract, she would see more contact between the president and Jiang Tian.

But to her surprise, apart from providing an investment, the president never inquired about Jiang Tian's affairs again.

He continued as usual, going to and from get off work at regular times every day, and occasionally participating in unavoidable social engagements.

During this year, Du Baiwei has become Cheng Yanzheng's capable assistant. Cheng Yanzheng always asks her to accompany him to social events, and this time is no exception.

Among the clients I met this time, one had an exceptionally high alcohol tolerance and specifically requested that Cheng Yanzheng drink with him until they were completely drunk.

The client has a big project in hand, and the company urgently needs this project to open up new markets, so Cheng Yanzheng can't possibly refuse to drink.

Amidst the cheers and jeers, Cheng Yanzheng downed glass after glass of wine.

Du Baiwei's face showed anxiety, but she was just a lowly assistant and had no power to help.

By the time the banquet ended, it was already late at night.

The empty private room was now empty except for Du Baiwei and Cheng Yanzheng.

Cheng Yanzheng drank a lot, his head was drooping, and he had an indescribable sense of dejection.

Du Baiwei pursed her lips, wanting to help him up: "President, those clients have all left, shall we go back too?"

Her voice was very soft and gentle.

Seeing Cheng Yanzheng, the CEO of the group, having to endure such hardship, Du Baiwei couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Seeing that Cheng Yanzheng didn't react, Du Baiwei bit her lip, made up her mind, and wanted to help him up by the arm.

Having served as Cheng Yanzheng's assistant for so long, Du Baiwei and Cheng Yanzheng had no other contact beyond a purely superior-subordinate relationship.

Cheng Yanzheng is very self-disciplined.

The richer people are, the worse they become. Having witnessed many such cases in this circle, Du Baiwei strongly agrees with this statement.

But Cheng Yanzheng is an exception.

He never associates with those kinds of people, and he doesn't get involved in any messy things outside of work.

This was one of the reasons why Du Baiwei fell in love with him.

After all, she had seen too many men who appeared refined and well-dressed on the surface, but were actually cheating on their partners, having multiple relationships at the same time, and even posting photos of their girlfriends in their pajamas to show off.

Just when Du Baiwei was about to despair of the world, Cheng Yanzheng appeared in front of her like a ray of light.

He was upright, handsome, and morally upright; she had never met anyone better than him.

If they could really be together, Du Baiwei would be the happiest woman in the world.

Du Baiwei was trembling slightly. She wanted to touch it, but Cheng Yanzheng's words made her feel as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and her whole body stiffened.

"Call Jiang Tian."

Du Baiwei remained silent for a while before asking him, "What did you say?"

Cheng Yanzheng spoke more clearly this time: "Call Jiang Tian and ask her to come pick me up."

Du Baiwei stood there, biting her lip, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "President, Miss Jiang probably doesn't have much time."

"Call Jiang Tian."

Cheng Yanzheng kept repeating it, and he even started reading Jiang Tian's number.

Du Baiwei's nose tingled, and she almost burst into tears.

She really didn't expect that the president, while drunk, would mention Jiang Tian.

He remembered those numbers so well; he had recited them to himself countless times.

Du Baiwei stared at Cheng Yanzheng for a long time, and finally, slowly took out her phone and dialed Jiang Tian's number.

She even prayed in her heart that the other party wouldn't answer.

In fact, Jiang Tian answered very quickly: "Hello, who is this?"

"...Hello, Ms. Jiang, I'm Mr. Cheng's assistant, Du Baiwei. We've met before. The thing is, the president is drunk and is currently in a private room at the hotel. If it's convenient for you, could you come and pick him up?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a question was asked: "Is Cheng Yanzheng next to you?"

"Yes."

"Is he drunk?"

"Yes."

Du Baiwei seemed to hear a soft laugh coming from the other side.

"Give me the address, I'm on my way there now."

Du Baiwei pursed her lips: "Okay, I'll send the address to this number of yours now."

"Thank you."

Jiang Tian hung up the phone decisively.