Chapter 264: A Small Area
Jiang Zhiyue has a student-like face. If you ask her who her lover is, she doesn't look like one if you look closely.
Stan Lee talked to her for a while and praised Jiang Zhiyue's knowledge. She nodded repeatedly and couldn't help laughing, "You must be the best student in Wharton College. If you can organize the conditions of the homeless in the slums into a more systematic topic and give it to me, my team will go to the field to conduct research, which will be very helpful for our research."
"This is my business card." Stan Lee put down his glass and handed over a gray sealed card.
Jiang Zhiyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that all her efforts were worth it.
She smiled, straightened her back, and said sincerely, "Professor Li, thank you."
"My phone number is on it. Give the project to me and you can contact me next week." Stan Lee's eyes fell on the girl, with a smile in his eyes.
"You don't have to thank me. Thank your luck. I heard that the slums are the most dangerous places. You dare to take risks at such a young age. This really requires some courage and determination."
After saying this, Stan Lee asked the girl some more questions about Brandenberg's antiques, and Jiang Zhiyue was able to answer them fluently.
"No wonder..." Stan Lee said softly. Chu Junyue is the best student in Wharton College. As everyone knows, Chu Junyue's chip company has gathered senior technical talents from all over the world.
The strong value talents, so naturally they will be more respectful.
Before Stan Lee went home, he even invited Jiang Zhiyue to ride with him and gave her a ride home.
Jiang Zhiyue held the business card tightly in her hand. She had already got the most important thing. Even if the other party had good intentions, she couldn't just go with the flow.
In the world of fame and fortune, the most important thing is propriety.
She politely declined.
The guests gathered in the front hall. There was a small door at the side door of the back hall that led directly to the front hall, bypassing the bustling venue. This was a unique setting of the banquet hall, specially prepared for those guests who like quietness.
Jiang Zhiyue walked along the road, and when she turned around, Chu Junyue had already left.
She didn't appreciate it, so he thought she was ungrateful.
She wanted to be recognized in her own way, which in his eyes was ridiculous and unreasonable.
I would rather work hard on the project and write a research report than accept his olive branch.
This is not only ridiculous, it is simply fearless resistance.
When Jiang Zhiyue was talking to Stan Lee, she could feel Chu Junyue staring at her inexplicably from behind. Chu Junyue heard every word she said. He even stepped forward and wanted to do something to interrupt her, but in the end, he did nothing and strode away.
Jiang Zhiyue curled the corners of her mouth, and at this moment she finally felt relaxed.
There was no one in the back hall, under the bright lights.
She held up the business card in her hand. The gold-stamped gray cover reflected an extremely bright color under the light, which was deeply reflected in the girl's dark pupils.
Jiang Zhiyue was really happy. She was willing to write research reports, willing to recite other people's preferences, and willing to achieve her goals in the most roundabout way.
She didn't want to be locked in Chu Junyue's arms, to cooperate with his bad taste and his sense of taboo, and to be kissed fiercely by him.
Jiang Zhiyue couldn't help but pursed her lips. The man's lips were cold and thin, but the temperature was actually scalding hot. His breath was overbearing and strong, as if the smell was still lingering around her body.
The arc on her lips subconsciously retracted a little, but Jiang Zhiyue picked up the business card, looked at it again and again, and couldn't help laughing again.
Until there was a sudden creaking sound from the side door of the front hall.
In the quiet space, a sharp noise seemed to suddenly be heard.
Jiang Zhiyue looked in the direction of the voice and just as she turned around, she saw a figure standing at the golden gate.
I don’t know how long the man stood there, nor how long he looked. The light couldn’t penetrate, and large shadows fell around the man. He leaned slightly to the side and blended into the darkness.
Jiang Zhiyue had a strange feeling as if she had been possessed by an evil spirit.
The man was silent, exuding a cold, mechanical aura of death. His eyes were as black as ink, and when his gaze was locked on a target, he was like a wild beast lurking in the dark, silently watching for its prey.
But she could clearly feel that he was dangerous.
Can Jiang Zhiyue only guess the man’s identity by the reflective luxurious watch on his wrist?
She didn't need to guess his identity, as she was already very familiar with it, the gaze that had lingered on her for more than a month. No matter where he stood, whenever she appeared, he would stare at her with cold eyes, like a beast wanting to eat her, or like a raging fire wanting to burn her.
The corners of Jiang Zhiyue's mouth slightly pursed.
Under the light, her skin was very white, and the decent and elegant little black dress made her figure even more delicate and exquisite. She tied her hair high behind her head, and opened her pair of clear black and white eyes, looking at him unavoidably.
Jiang Zhiyue seemed to realize something, put away the business card in her hand, and was about to turn around.
The man's voice sounded coldly, "Are you happy?"
Jiang Zhiyue didn't expect that he would come. Qin Si was not very sociable. He preferred dark clubs to cocktail parties and always complained that the crowds were noisy.
She didn't look back, but just quickened her pace.
The light was so dim that Qin Si could have thought he had recognized the wrong person.
However, Bai Yanzhu's voice was heard from the side hall, as if she was looking for where Qin Si had gone. Jiang Zhiyue's heart tightened and she went straight out the back door of the cocktail party.
The people you are destined to meet can’t be avoided after all.
In the forest behind the cocktail party, Jiang Zhiyue met the man again.
This was perhaps more within Qin Si's expectations. The forest behind was silent and far away from all the noise. Only the man stood there silently, wearing a neat black suit with every button neatly fastened until the top button on his neck.
He looked at Jiang Zhiyue coldly, and locked her space in a small space.
"Where are you going?"
"Are you avoiding me?"
Jiang Zhiyue stopped in her tracks, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.
The cold wind blew, and the thin clothes on my body made my skin exposed to the outside world goose bumps.
She turned and headed back toward the hallway.
The man's cold voice sounded again, "The party isn't over yet."
Jiang Zhiyue turned her head.
Qin Si curled his thin lips lightly, a cool and cold arc, and looked at her. Looking at the girl in the cold wind, he couldn't help but clench his fingers, and the cherry-red lips turned slightly pale.
I don’t know if she was scared by meeting him, or if she was born with a weak constitution and couldn’t resist the cold.
Qin Si suddenly said: "The dress is very beautiful."
"My young master gave it to me." Jiang Zhiyue shrugged. No, actually she bought it herself. It was the cheapest one in the online mall. The fabric was poor quality and the style was terrible, but it looked extremely outstanding on her.
Qin Si was rarely silent for a moment, just staring at her, and took a few steps forward. Just as Jiang Zhiyue was about to run away, he grabbed her arm.
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