Chapter 18 Why Can't You Love Me?
"If Qinyu Town can do it, then why can't I?"
The boy with puppy-dog eyes still had the makeup he'd just put on after filming on his face. The corners of his eyes had been deliberately drawn several times to emphasize their beauty and determination. He clung tightly to the sleeve of the young man in front of him, relentlessly questioning him again and again, "In what way am I inferior to Qin Yuzhen?"
"I'm younger than him, I love you more than him, and I've spent more time with you than he has!" The boy's words were filled with anguish. "I'm willing to give everything for you! Why are you still clinging to that rotten cucumber who doesn't love you?!"
"Mingyu!"
Ziyu could no longer bear it and shouted sharply, "You know absolutely nothing!"
"I didn't know?!" The boy called Mingyu's eyes instantly sharpened. "I witnessed Qin Yuzhen going to a hotel with someone! How long are you going to keep deceiving yourself? His feelings for you two are not sincere at all!"
"Don't argue with me here." Ziyu's expression was indifferent, and her tone was as cold and hard as a knife. "Come back with me."
"Go back where? Are you worried about me being affected or about the company in Qinyu Town being affected?" Mingyu couldn't even control his emotions at the end, his voice was almost floating, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Ziyu looked at the boy in front of her. Even though nearly ten years had passed, he was still as young and youthful as an eighteen or nineteen-year-old, with a pure and handsome appearance. No wonder so many people loved him, even though his acting skills were just average.
He sighed helplessly.
Is there any difference?
"Why not?"
Mingyu gritted his teeth, desperately seeking an answer: "Would you choose me or him?"
Ziyu remained unchanged, coldly stating, "Come back with me."
Mingyu couldn't take it anymore: "He has so many lovers, so many people he cares about, has he ever chosen you? I'm different! I've only ever loved you! I can even accept you treating me as a substitute!"
As he spoke, he stopped at just tugging at Ziyu's sleeve and suddenly rushed forward to hug Ziyu tightly, with such force that even Ziyu, a grown man, could not break free.
"Mingyu, calm down."
"I can't calm down."
Mingyu said, "Brother Ziyu, I beg you, since we can't be together, please let me hug you a little longer."
He pleaded desperately, his grip on Mingyu not loosening in the slightest. From Ziyu's perspective, when he looked at Mingyu, he vaguely thought he was seeing Qin Yuzhen in his youth. Thinking of Qin Yuzhen's excuse for not going home a few days ago, and comparing him to the pitiful Mingyu now, Ziyu couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
Unbeknownst to the two, a camera was pointed at the couple embracing in a corner of the parking lot, and the shutter was gently pressed.
"Crack".
*
We must find new artists and cultivate someone who can represent the company.
This is the most important task at present. Qin Yuzhen knows this, but when he thinks of those intimate photos of Ziyu and Mingyu from his previous life, he feels like he has a fishbone stuck in his throat.
Ziyu's attitude towards Mingyu was indeed very different from his attitude towards others; it could even be described as ridiculously good.
Even with the hectic work schedule of his past life, Mingyu could still summon the workaholic Ziyu with a single phone call.
Qin Yuzhen didn't want to see Mingyu so soon. If he could, he would even rather Mingyu never see Ziyu again in his life.
But he didn't expect Mingyu to appear in front of him so quickly.
The puppy-dog-eyed boy in front of him greeted him cheerfully and confidently, showing no signs of the embarrassment he might have felt meeting the company's CEO so soon after turning 18. On the contrary, he acted as if he had met many celebrities before.
"Hello, Mr. Qin, I've heard so much about you."
The vice president saw Mingyu as a shining gem, looking him up and down with obvious admiration.
If it weren't for the fact that Qin Yuzhen ultimately had to make the decision, he would have gladly signed the contract himself and poured money into Mingyu Kuku.
Qin Yuzhen lowered his eyebrows, disgust churning in his stomach.
"I've only been running this company for a few years. Where did you get this reputation from?" Qin Yuzhen's tone was sharp, but he realized as soon as the words left his mouth that he had overreacted.
Mingyu was stunned when he heard this, and stood there helplessly.
This was the first time the vice president had ever encountered Qin Yuzhen like this. Even if Qin Yuzhen had a bad temper before, he would never have said such obviously harsh words to others.
Qin Yuzhen closed his eyes and pressed his other hand against his temple on the side of his head.
That's not right.
"...Please sit down." Qin Yuzhen barely suppressed his personal emotions and reverted to his previous serious and impartial CEO Qin.
"Hey, hey, hey! Mingyu, sit down, sit down!" The vice president breathed a sigh of relief, his heart finally at ease, and quickly invited Mingyu to sit on the sofa.
"Okay!"
Mingyu seemed oblivious to Qin Yuzhen's displeasure and happily sat down on the sofa with a grin.
Qin Yuzhen remained silent, only staring at Mingyu with unpredictable eyes for a long time.
The vice president was a perceptive person and immediately realized that Qin Yuzhen didn't like Mingyu, and sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
Just as he was trying to ease the tense atmosphere, Mingyu suddenly spoke up.
“I’ve heard about President Qin’s reputation since school!” Mingyu said innocently. “I’m also President Qin’s junior. I’ll be able to come to A University after graduating from high school this year.”
"They actually go to the same school as Qinyu Town?" Upon hearing this, the vice president couldn't help but glance at him. University A was considered one of the top universities in the country, and almost everyone who got in was a top student from their respective province. He hadn't expected Mingyu to have both good looks and a high level of education! What a steal!
Qin Yuzhen looked coldly at Mingyu: "The scores haven't been released yet, how can you be so sure?"
"I estimate my score is high enough to get into University A!" Mingyu chuckled a few times. "Besides, this exam was very easy, I'm quite confident!"
"Opening champagne halfway through a trip is not a good habit," Qin Yuzhen said.
These words revealed Qin Yuzhen's undisguised malice towards Mingyu.
Even if Mingyu was stupid, he could tell the malice in her words.
He was a pampered child raised in his family, and faced with such blatant disgust, his brow slowly furrowed.
"If your company is not satisfied with my terms, you can just say so. There's no need to be so sarcastic."
"This is just normal questioning," Qin Yuzhen said in a flat tone. "If you decide to enter this industry, you should get used to it."
The eighteen-year-old boy pursed his lips. He naturally knew this principle and had long been prepared, but he also felt that Qin Yuzhen's malice towards him was different from other malice.
“I think I might not be able to adapt to your company’s pace.” Mingyu stood up abruptly from the sofa. The vice president, who had heard the whole conversation, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Seeing Mingyu about to leave, he hurriedly reached out to help him.
"Young man...!"
Mingyu didn't dislike the middle-aged man who liked him. He gave the vice president face and smiled at him, but he didn't stop holding on and removed the vice president's hand from his grasp.
"Sorry, your company isn't a good fit for me."
After saying that, he turned and left.
The vice president got anxious and turned around to ask Qin Yuzhen.
"President Qin, what are you doing! You rarely see him like that!"
The vice president was pacing anxiously; he truly couldn't understand Qinyu Town.
What exactly is this supposed to be?
Qin Yuzhen took a deep breath. He clearly realized he had overreacted, and looking at the vice president, he said, "You go and negotiate with him first, and then you can make the decision."
"Hey! Hey!"
Qin Yuzhen's words were tantamount to indicating that he also thought Mingyu was a promising talent.
The vice president couldn't understand why, if that was the case, he had just driven Mingyu away.
Time waits for no one. Having received Qin Yuzhen's words, the vice president was too lazy to dwell on Qin Yuzhen's behavior and hurriedly left the office to find Mingyu.
The office was quiet again.
In this silence, Qin Yuzhen's heart gradually calmed down.
He needs to develop, he needs Mingyu as a cash cow. He knows exactly what he should do now, and he has planned all the strategies and steps.
But he underestimated his own loathing for Mingyu.
Qin Yuzhen recalled his state of mind after receiving those photos in his previous life.
Those photos of hugs and what looked like kisses from certain angles were like nails driven into his heart.
But he didn't say anything.
There was nothing there.
*
The vice president finally stopped Mingyu before he could hail a taxi and leave.
"Let's talk again!"
The vice president originally intended to take Mingyu to a coffee shop, but halfway there Mingyu said that buying a cup of milk tea would be fine, so the two of them ended up buying milk tea and squatting at the intersection.
Holding the milk tea that young people love to drink, the vice president tugged at his suit pants, which were stretched tight from squatting down. He then looked at Mingyu, who seemed to be having a good time as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed getting old and that there was a generation gap between him and the young people.
"Actually, President Qin is a very nice person. He's probably just been too busy these past few days." The vice president racked his brains to come up with a cliché reply.
Mingyu acted as if nothing was wrong, and then took several more gulps of milk tea: "Hey, he's so young, why do you listen to everything he says?"
The vice president waved his hand: "I don't care about age, I only care about ability. President Qin is very capable. You will definitely not lose out by joining QY."
“…Oh.” Mingyu chewed on the taro balls in his milk tea for a while before saying, “I remember your company had an assistant named Ziyu?”
"I haven't heard this name in a long time," the vice president paused for a moment, before finally remembering that he was one of the company's former partners.
"Ah, yes, but he hadn't finished his studies last week and went to school. During this time, President Qin has been in charge of the company's affairs." The vice president said kindly, "Ziyu is also a very promising young man. He's not much older than you, has solid abilities, and a good personality. If I had a daughter, I would definitely try to match them up."
Mingyu seemed to have been offended by something, his previously cheerful face suddenly turning sour: "Hmph, he might not even be interested in your daughter!"
He didn't even fancy someone as good-looking as me...
The vice president didn't feel it was presumptuous. He chuckled and took a few more sips of milk tea, thinking to himself that it tasted quite good: "If I really had a daughter, who knows if she would even like him."
"How could your daughter not like him?" Mingyu said angrily. "Your daughter will definitely like him!"
"I don't actually have a daughter," the vice president said helplessly. If he didn't speak up, Mingyu would probably get stuck in a rut.
However… the vice president looked at him with a puzzled expression: “How do you know about Assistant Ziyu? You haven’t even met him, have you?”
Mingyu finished his milk tea and casually threw it into the trash can next to him: "I admire him, is that wrong? Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of coming to QY."
Upon hearing this, the vice president's eyes immediately lit up. If Mingyu said that, then there was still a possibility that they could sign a contract.
"Then come work for us at QY? Ziyu's assistant will be back soon. I'll have him arrange things for you and mentor you, okay?"
Mingyu thought about it carefully for a while, then blinked his dog-like eyes.
He reluctantly replied, "I'll think about it some more."
A note from the author:
Vice President: Why are young people so hard to please these days?
The vice president said: This milk tea (chewing) is so delicious! (chewing)
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