Ruan Chen had no idea how turbulent the emotions were inside the room. She just glanced at them and turned to walk toward the signpost on the corridor not far away.
Fu Jianzhi watched as the blurry black shadow outside the frosted glass door gradually shrank and disappeared into the distance.
His eyes were filled with desolation. He raised his hand from the doorknob, his palm slightly damp and trembling upon closer inspection.
He already knew that Ruan Chen had returned, and he was also well aware of Ruan Chen's indifferent attitude towards him, as if he were a stranger.
He learned it from Nan Jing through subtle questioning.
Fu Jianzhi took out a silk handkerchief, wiped the slight dampness from his palms, and only after confirming that Ruan Chen had left the corridor did he open the door and walk out.
Ruan Chen quietly found her roommates and sat with them, but she didn't look at the stage much. She lazily leaned to one side and played on her phone, concentrating on playing games.
Huan Shiqing asked in a low voice, "Sister Chen, did you go to see the movie star?"
“Hmm,” Ruan Chen said casually, “He didn’t have time for lunch, so he asked me to bring him something to tide him over.”
Halfway through the game, the most tense and decisive moment arrived. Ruan Luo's side was also ready, and the atmosphere in the venue became restless and increasingly noisy. Ruan Chen took out his noise-canceling headphones from his pocket, put them on, and focused on continuing to play.
After showing off his skills, the world chat was filled with praise for Ruan Chen. Fireworks exploded on the screen, and Ruan Chen's headphones were filled with self-praise.
The president's skills are amazing!!
[The guild leader is not only incredibly skilled, but also has ridiculously expensive gear – a true whale!]
[What do you know? The guild leader's equipment was all obtained through dungeon runs, not by spending real money!]
[Why don't you go pro, guild leader? You could easily earn 100,000 a year that way.]
Ruan Chen casually replied with a single word: 【Lazy.】
As soon as she finished typing the word, she suddenly felt Huan Shiqing sit up straight excitedly beside her, and she could vaguely hear her muttering something through her noise-canceling headphones.
Ruan Chen herself also felt a burning gaze coming from the stage.
Ruan Chen was momentarily distracted and the enemy seized the opportunity. A shell hit Ruan Chen's warship, and Ruan Chen's health bar dropped rapidly. A game alarm sounded in his headset.
This is "Apocalypse War," currently one of the most popular full-fledged simulation games in China, independently developed by a game company under Shengling Technology.
Ruan Chen got a little agitated, his fingers flashing across the screen, creating afterimages as he executed several moves in quick succession, reducing the opponent's health bar to zero before finally exhaling, feeling refreshed.
Another wave of compliments came through the earphones, but Ruan Chen was too lazy to listen anymore. She casually sent a red envelope (a monetary gift), a smile unconsciously appearing on her lips. She took off the earphones and glanced at the stage.
That one unfortunate glance met Fu Jianzhi's eyes.
His facial features were more defined than when he was young, and his eyes were still dark, as deep as an unseen, icy pool. His dark eyebrows were pressed down, and he gazed intently in the direction of Ruan Chen.
Ruan Chen looked up with a smile, and Fu Jianzhi reflexively smiled as well.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the usually stern-faced CEO Fu revealed a fawning smile in a certain direction from the audience.
Huan Shiqing's mouth hung open, and after a long while, she asked the people around her in a trembling voice, "Sisters, did CEO Fu just smile in our direction?!"
Ruan Chen naturally met that smile and immediately sensed trouble coming. She leaned back in her chair, grabbed her handbag, and covered her face to hide her utterly dejected expression.
Fu Jianzhi immediately realized the trouble his instinctive reaction would cause Ruan Chen. He immediately stood up, and in full view of everyone, with his smile undiminished, he bowed with a perfect 180-degree smile.
Ruan Luo: Hey bro, I was just giving my acceptance speech, what are you trying to do by stealing my thunder? Planning to enter the entertainment industry? Young master, if you're so happy, you could probably take over most of the entertainment industry, right?
But Ruan Luo, being a movie star, immediately guessed what was going on when he saw Fu Jianzhi's sudden strange behavior, noticed the strange atmosphere in the audience, and saw that the reporters seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally pointing their cameras in Ruan Chen's direction.
He remained composed, offering a gentlemanly smile with a hint of apology. "I'm sorry, I forgot to keep track of the time. Mr. Fu is going to a charity primary school this afternoon to inspect the implementation of the donations. Now, let's hand the stage over to Mr. Fu. A warm welcome."
Fu Jianzhi immediately understood and took over the conversation, buttoned up his suit jacket, and walked to the side of the host.
"I'm here today to discuss the Fu Group's donation of 50 million yuan to the Chenlei Charity Foundation. This 50 million yuan donation will be managed entirely by the Chenlei Foundation, which will establish special fund groups in the four major art academies to support those who have a passion for art but whose families are not well-off..."
The following are just polite words.
Huan Shiqing was completely infatuated with Fu Jianzhi's figure, while Leng Yueqiu, from a well-off family, didn't care about the foundation Fu Jianzhi mentioned. However, Feng Nian's attention was drawn to him.
Her family is of average means, but she is an only child. Sending her to learn piano will put a strain on the family's finances, but it's not that they can't afford it; at most, they'll just be a little strapped for cash.
However, last year, Feng Nian's parents were seriously injured in a car accident. The driver fled the scene, and both of Feng Nian's parents became vegetative and lay in the hospital, relying on machines to keep them alive.
The college showed great care and concern, immediately waiving Feng Nian's tuition and accommodation fees and providing her with a living allowance. However, the college naturally could not cover the medical expenses for Feng Nian's parents.
So Feng Nian had a tough time lately. Although she didn't show anything unusual at school, Ruan Chen and the others knew that Feng Nian was recording videos for people in the music room until midnight every day. She only earned a few dozen yuan an hour.
If the Chenlei Foundation could provide her with some support, that would be great. I don't expect it to be a huge help, just something to make her life a little easier.
After the roadshow ended, the group walked back. Feng Nian had already started downloading the application form for the Chen Lei Foundation subsidy from the hospital's official website, checking which type of subsidy she could apply for.
Ruan Chen listened quietly to Huan Shiqing and Leng Yueqiu chatting. Their major required students to hold a mid-term performance to pass the final exam. The two were discussing the time to book the mid-term performance, what programs to sign up for, and what to wear.
"I checked the weather forecast. If we happen to be performing in May, the temperature in the auditorium won't be too high, so we can wear slightly thicker dresses, like lace or something."
“I ordered two sets from the apisa store, one as a backup, but both are off-the-shoulder. I'm wondering if it will be a bit cold to wear them in the auditorium in May?”
"Yueyue, you should be fine if you're dancing solo, right?" Huan Shiqing said. "Dancing solo for an hour and a half would be tiring, but you shouldn't be hot. Niannian, have you chosen your outfit yet?"
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