Xie Ya said, "There are names, so sit according to your name. I checked beforehand, and the second seat from the left in the middle is yours."
Ning Qiluo nodded: "Mm."
Aside from the front row, the second and third rows also housed prominent celebrities. The fourth and fifth rows were occupied by lesser-known actors and their managers. At the very back were the fans who were there to keep the atmosphere lively, holding up light sticks and changing them to the light sticks of the celebrities they were invited to greet.
Xie Ya sat down with Li Qiaoman.
Everyone was gradually finding their seats. Ning Qiluo had just reached the front row when Ning Qiluo arrived. Before she could even get to the front, she heard a voice from behind:
"It's actually President Jiang!!"
"Sohu has a lot of influence; they even invited President Jiang."
"It's not that Sohu has a lot of influence; the Jiang family was the one that acquired Sohu back then."
"No wonder, no wonder."
"President Jiang is very busy and rarely attends these events, but he came today. Could it be because of that Weng Xi?"
"The big boss spoils his little woman, Weng Xi is really lucky."
"That's right. With the Jiang family as their backing, it's like having a mountain and a river. They'll be able to thrive in the entertainment industry. I'm so envious."
"What's there to envy? It's fine for ordinary wealthy families, but for a top-tier wealthy family like the Jiang family, Weng Xi might have a hard time. She should be able to get by by currying favor with them."
"That's true, but it's enough to make Weng Xi popular."
Ning Qiluo heard these discussions.
She didn't even need to think much to know who the "General Manager Jiang" they were talking about was.
Turning around, I saw the man who had been ushered in.
Dressed impeccably in a black velvet suit, layered with a black shirt and a burgundy bow tie, he stood tall and imposing, a towering figure who immediately drew attention upon his arrival. In the entire studio, over ninety percent of the women were captivated by his presence, unable to look away.
Ning Qiluo looked down at her black velvet dress.
One word popped into my head: Damn!
They're all the same black velvet!
What a coincidence!
It's practically like a matching couple's outfit.
But she was certain that she had never seen Jiang Yingchi's formal attire before wearing this dress, and she had no idea that he would be coming tonight.
So she stood still, her gaze following the message for a while.
Jiang Yingchi was being escorted towards them by a group of people. Ning Qiluo thought he would at least nod at her as a greeting, but he simply walked past her, completely ignoring her.
Ning Qiluo: "..."
I overheard two women laughing and talking nearby:
"President Jiang is so handsome! His face is like a model for the entertainment industry."
"Holy crap, I wish I were Weng Xi."
"The woman of a big shot, just thinking about it is exciting and thrilling."
"I bet President Jiang has a super great physique under his suit."
"Don't even mention her great figure, she must be amazing in that area too. So many girls have two fantasies since they were little: to become a prince's princess or a big shot's woman when they grow up."
"The key is President Jiang's status. If I could be President Jiang's woman, a year wouldn't be enough for me to be smug, let alone being with President Jiang."
"Haha, you little pervert. Actually, I thought so too. President Jiang looks so abstinent, I bet he's really good in that area!"
"Right? I bet he won't be able to get out of bed for three days and three nights."
"That's too short, I'd guess five days and five nights."
"Oh my god, wouldn't that make you look sallow?!"
"Hahaha, that's enough, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you."
Ning Qiluo, who had already heard a bit of it: "..."
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