Chapter 59 Break Up With Her
After working for six consecutive days, Liang Jishen received a call from his leader and was invited to the Great Hall of the People.
He was greeted by the senior leader's first secretary, who led him to the elevator. "Teacher Zhang has been thinking about you for a long time, but I was afraid of delaying your work, so I put it off until today."
Liang Jishen had a clue in his mind. The scandal had fermented and it was going to punish him.
The man was waiting for him in the reception room. Liang Jishen placed the gift box in the corner as he entered. The man shook his hand and pulled him to sit down. "You're busy enough. Do I need to make an appointment to invite you? What good things are you giving me?"
"The tea I have at home isn't expensive. I know you're honest, so I won't give you anything expensive."
The man laughed, "Has your elder brother returned home?"
Liang Jishen said respectfully, "My term of office will end in March. I will be back by the end of next month at the latest. I may take up a position in the province."
"The Liang family is full of noble sons." The man paused, "But Ji Shen, the more attention you attract, the more cautious and restrained you must be. You can't make a wrong move. You're already showing signs of making a mistake."
Liang Jishen picked up a large teacup. Most of the older generation in the office used this to drink water. "I'll remember your teachings."
"It's better to stop associating with people you shouldn't be associating with," the man reminded him.
"Which one do you mean?"
"What was the last name of the one your mother caused such a stir?"
His tense expression relaxed a little, "Surname Song."
"Living at your place?"
"yes."
"Live together?"
Liang Jishen smiled and said, "What are you thinking? We can live in separate places."
The man looked inquiringly, "Are you having an affair with an actress from the theatre?"
"I'm not married, and she's not married, so why is it unclear?"
When the man heard this, he realized that she was indeed the root cause of the turmoil within Zhonghai.
Liang Jishen has always been good-tempered when dealing with his superiors, but as soon as it comes to that girl, he immediately loses his temper.
"The committee has jointly reported you for your immoral private life." The man walked to his desk and pulled out a letter of accusation from a drawer. "In February, you admitted at the Weiran Charity Gala that you had a girlfriend and that you were supporting a drama actress in another province. Ji Shen, you're not married, so it's not wrong for you to have emotional needs. But it's your fault that you've been given the opportunity to criticize others."
"Ever since I took over Zhonghai, they've been trying every possible way to send women to my arms. If I don't use the excuse of having a girlfriend, can I handle them?"
Liang Jishen took out a cigarette box and lit one. The man also wanted to smoke a cigarette and reached out to him for it, but he ignored him with a gloomy face.
"You!" the man laughed angrily. "No matter what your reasons or difficulties are, now that you've cleared Miss Song's name, just break up with that actress. You were parachuted into Zhonghai, and there are so many people who are dissatisfied. Don't take the initiative to give them a handle."
No matter how much the man talked, Liang Jishen didn't say a word.
Finally, he put down the teacup and said, "I won't break up with her, but I will deal with it."
The man stared at him, "Are you planning to break up with Miss Song? Ji Shen, none of the top leaders of central, state-owned, and provincial enterprises have ever married a woman from this industry. Don't lower your status."
Liang Jishen fastened his coat and stood up. "There are also innocent women in this industry. Why are you so prejudiced?"
"I'm not biased. It's public opinion and your colleagues who are biased, and it has a very negative impact on you!"
His expression remained calm, unwavering. "Anyway, I will definitely give the explanation to the higher-ups."
......
He Sang's drama debut went smoothly. She played the role that was once the mainstay of the drama. She was very intelligent and worked hard. She did not make any mistakes in her lines and movements from beginning to end.
It’s just that the previous mainstay was even thinner than her, and the size of the costume was too small. She had big breasts, so the buttons broke, and the cleavage was very deep. From the moment she stepped on the stage, she felt uneasy.
After the curtain call, Dean Huang hurried to the VIP seats and refunded the ticket for a man in his thirties. "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to spoil your fun. A-Bao got married and immigrated to Australia and won't perform anymore."
Young Master Chen was a renowned local second-generation rich kid. Actresses from the Dance Theater, Drama Theater, and Drama Theater took turns dining with him. If one of them didn't eat, he'd make a scene, making it impossible for him to perform. Young Master Chen's mother was Miss Asia, a contestant from the same year as Yao Wenji. She wasn't as famous, but that face would make her a true red carpet queen in today's entertainment industry. His first husband was the president of a modeling agency, and his second was a city figure. His biological father was wealthy, and his stepfather was powerful, so he was used to being domineering.
"Is she new here?" Master Chen pointed at He Sang.
Dean Huang nodded and bowed, "He's a pillar from another province, replacing Abao."
"How old?"
"Twenty-four years old."
"Is she done with her performance?" Young Master Chen patted the empty chair next to him. "It's a good show. Let me chat with her."
Dean Huang's heart was pounding. "She... doesn't socialize."
"No socializing?" Young Master Chen was about to get angry. "Even the principal of the Provincial Dance Theater wouldn't dare to offend me. How could this newcomer be so arrogant?"
"He has connections." Dean Huang lowered his voice. "Director Gu from the Chang'an District Bureau personally came to greet him."
He didn't take it seriously. "Gu Jianghai is nothing. He just stood at attention and saluted my dad when he saw him."
"He Sang is really someone important." Dean Huang rubbed his hands and ruthlessly offered up his lover. "I'll let Tao Yan come. She can drink a lot and can dance on poles. He Sang is no match for her. You—"
"What nonsense!"
As Master Chen shouted, more than a dozen people jumped up from the surrounding tables, looking very aggressive. Dean Huang was at a loss. He tried to appease them with a smile, then quickly returned to the backstage and asked He Sang to go to the VIP table for a formality.
She frowned and said, "I don't know any Mr. Chen. I won't go."
Dean Huang was so anxious that he was about to burst into flames. "Xiao He, a powerful dragon can't defeat a local snake. Not only can the actresses in our hospital be caught, but also any female star in the film and television industry who comes to the province to film or perform will be picked up by the Chen family's driver and taken to a private room to entertain him. After all, you are in this line of work, and it's no good to annoy the audience. Go and offer him a cup of tea. I'll be there to smooth things over. Master Chen won't give you any trouble."
He Sang stood quietly for a while. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. This is no longer Liang Jishen's territory, and she can't count on anyone to help her out. She took off her makeup and followed Dean Huang to the front desk.
Mr. Chen originally did a "routine job". When a new person came to a theater, he was interested in it. He would touch their hands, hug their waists, and recognize them as his godsisters. He had godsisters all over the province.
The pure sex style has been very popular in the past two years. Many girls dress like that deliberately to keep up with the fashion and attract men.
He'd seen too much, and when you peeled back the layers, you'd find the real deal was not what you thought it was. Especially in this circle, where the pursuit of fame and fortune was all about scheming and intrigue, there was no such thing as pure love.
But Mr. Chen knew the value of the goods and was sure that Dean Huang had not deceived him at a glance.
Only a woman who is pampered by a man has innocent, clear and not sharp eyes.
"Abao is in the circle, and I'm the one who protects her." Young Master Chen leaned back in his chair and looked He Sang up and down. "I'm more powerful than the Director Gu behind you."
"It's not Director Gu behind me. He's a serious man."
Young Master Chen was amused. "Then I'm behind you. Are you happy?"
He Sang poured a full glass of red wine and clinked it with his glass. "Mr. Chen, the person behind me is not here. I know you are powerful. You can crush someone like me like an ant. I am just trying to make a living. You hate my face. From now on, when you are in the theater, I will not go on stage. After you leave, I will continue to perform. Okay?"
After she finished speaking, she drank the wine in the glass and threw the glass to the ground, leaving not a drop behind.
The alcohol content was not high, but after one gulp, He Sang felt a little dizzy.
Young Master Chen slowly stood up and put his arm on her shoulder. Unexpectedly, despite his soft appearance, he had such a strong personality.
He filled He Sang's glass again and said, "I won't make it difficult for you, just drink three cups. Ask around. They drank three bottles. Whether I add more or not depends on their mood."
He Sang didn't move.
Master Chen pinched her chin and said, "If you don't give me face, I will slap you in the face, right?"
He used his five fingers to pry open He Sang's lips, but a hand reached out from behind and held down Master Chen.
The hand had distinct tendons, a white, reflective complexion, and the blood vessels were clearly visible.
She raised her head and looked at Liang Chihui, "You didn't leave?"
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