Chapter 139
After a while, he heard his own voice and responded softly: "Yeah."
There are few vehicles in Berlin at night, and an inconspicuous black van is parked at the corner opposite the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.
A young man in black, wearing a cap and a mask, squatted in the driver's seat, adjusted the camera angle, and took a few more photos.
This time I finally captured a clear picture of the man's face.
Shocking news! Jiang Qiao, the rising star in the Chinese entertainment industry, who has been the subject of much search, attended the film festival red carpet and was suspected of accompanying her sponsor on vacation in Berlin.
Pictures speak louder than words, the photos are clear!
The young man flipped through the photos he had taken, and became more and more excited. His eyes were full of excitement under his hat.
I directly selected the photos and sent them to a well-known media company in the domestic entertainment industry. Then I stared at my phone, expectantly waiting for a reply. I even thought about how much money I wanted.
The message [typing…] appeared and disappeared on the chat interface several times, and finally the message came through.
Media company: [Who asked you to take this video? I advise you to delete it immediately.]
The young man tugged at his hat, looked at the sentence in confusion, and quickly edited and sent the message.
[Brother, this photo is absolutely authentic. I spent several days to take this clear photo. It is definitely not composited or photoshopped!]
As if eager to prove his words, he quickly pulled out a few unclear videos from his phone and sent them over as well.
Although the video is not very clear, it can be seen that the girl is Jiang Qiao.
She is so beautiful, and her pair of clear peach blossom eyes are simply her trademark. There is no one else like her in the domestic entertainment industry.
The man next to her, who is a head taller than her, has a cold temperament. Even from his back, one can tell that he is definitely not bad looking. The Patek Philippe watch on his wrist demonstrates his absolute strength.
The man took the girl's hand and got out of the car. He lowered his head slightly and said something. The girl leaned into his arms intimately, as ambiguous as it could be.
Considering the rumors in the industry, the young man was shocked to realize that, wow, Boss Manxing was not the real money sponsor, this one was!
Media company: [Whether it is true or not, it can only be false now. My friend, considering that we have worked together so many times, I advise you that some things are better left unseen.]
What does it mean? Young people don't understand. It's not like they haven't exposed the secrets of company bosses before. Why are they so timid? They don't even want to make money.
At this time, the media company sent another message with a picture attached.
[Does Guonan Group know?]
In the picture, it seems to be some kind of meeting. There are Chinese and foreign faces, all of them are in their 40s or 50s, and they often appear on the cover of the World Economic Times.
The young man in the middle, with a handsome face and a cold temperament, raised his eyes slightly and looked over. There was a look of indifference in his eyes, full of oppression.
The nameplate on the table in front of me clearly reads "GUO NAN"
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The young man's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he broke out in a cold sweat. He shivered when the wind blew.
After a while, he swallowed his saliva, feeling fortunate that he did not send it out directly. He actually felt like he had survived a disaster.
That's Guonan Group, a dark horse that emerged from the black and white enterprises in Country M. It moved its headquarters back to China and in just one year, it became a top-level group with many industries involved.
President Guonan is an even more powerful figure. It is rumored that he is ruthless at a young age, and his overly rational and cold-blooded attitude in the business world makes many people afraid.
Oh my God... Jiang Qiao's financial backer turned out to be this evil god. How dare she do that? Isn't she afraid of being killed by accident?
No wonder the trending searches were suppressed many times and the chief judge of the award ceremony even resigned voluntarily. Jiang Qiao’s backstage... is really powerful.
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On the first day back in City A, Jiang Qiao received an invitation to the City A TV station's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.
When Jiang Qiao received this invitation, he hadn't realized that Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching again. Time passed so quickly.
Lu Xun has been very busy recently. He often stays in the study until after 11 o'clock after get off work. Maybe it's because there are too many things to deal with before the holidays, but it's more likely that there are too many official duties accumulated in the past period of time.
Thinking of this, Jiang Qiao felt a little guilty. After all, Lu Xun was there to accompany her during the last few days in Germany.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Jiang Qiao ran downstairs to see if his porridge was ready in the kitchen. He opened it and took a look.
Hmm...I have to endure it for a while.
Something scratched his calf, Jiang Qiao bent over and picked up the snow-white 166, raised his eyebrows and said: [What are you doing? Did you miss me?]
166: [……………………]
Bah! Shameless human!
[I feel that the energy from that system in Lu Xun has weakened.] 166 asked suspiciously: [Have you found a solution?]
Becoming weaker?
Jiang Qiao was stunned for a moment and said: [Are you sure?]
[………Not sure.] 166 shook his tail and said honestly: [It may also be that my perception ability as a system has weakened.]
Jiang Qiao: [……………………]
Jiang Qiao expressionless: [You always make me laugh.]
166 showed his claws in dissatisfaction and waved them in front of her threateningly. Jiang Qiao grabbed them and chuckled: "Don't show off your claws. I'll cut them off for you tomorrow."
166 froze, his whole kitten face filled with fear.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Qiao walked into the study room carrying the vegetable and shredded pork porridge he had made.
At the desk, the man was reading a document, his brows were furrowed, his face was cold, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, which made him look a bit noble and elegant.
This really has the flavor of... a flower from the high mountains. Jiang Qiao thought of what 166 said.
Is the system energy in Lu Xun really getting weaker? If so, does that mean the effect of "emotional reversal" will also gradually weaken?
With time, Lu Xun might be able to fully recover.
"What are you daydreaming about?" a man's voice sounded.
Jiang Qiao came back to his senses, walked over to put down the porridge, and said heartlessly: "Boss Lu, take a break. Health is the capital of revolution."
In front of the desk, under the light, Lu Xun raised his eyelids. His black eyes were cold and indifferent under the glass lenses. His eyelashes were thick and black, casting a shadow.
"Have you eaten?" he asked slowly.
Jiang Qiao nodded, shook his head, nodded again, and held up a finger: "I ate a little bit of green leaves."
She said in a resentful tone: "Boss Lu, I need to lose weight, otherwise I won't look good on camera during the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala."
Looking ten pounds fatter on camera is no joke.
Lu Xun fixed his eyes on the girl's snow-white, smooth, and fleshy face, and frowned: "Jiang Qiao, don't learn any bad habits."
He had seen a news report about a girl whose physical functions were seriously reduced due to excessive dieting. Lu Xun did not understand this behavior at all.
How can you be beautiful if you are pale and thin?
Jiang Qiao curled his lips and refused to argue with the "old cadre".
The girl pouted her lips, looking unmoved. Lu Xun frowned again.
Mr. Lu was unhappy: You are so small and yet you want to lose weight and you are so disobedient.
Jiang Xiaoqiao complains: Old cadres, what do you know?
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