Yuxing Entertainment, 23rd floor.
In the spacious CEO's office, Ji Qingqing held the four sheet music she had just received. The more she looked at them, the more excited she became. After reading through all the sheet music and humming them softly, she suddenly looked up.
"As expected of the masterpiece by the great artist Mo Shang, Brother Lin, I have a feeling that as long as I can put all four of these songs into my new album, I will definitely be able to break this year's sales record!"
Zhang Weilin sat in his CEO office chair, a cigarette between his index and middle fingers, surrounded by smoke. Upon hearing this, he simply gave a nonchalant "hmm".
He paused, then looked at Ji Qingqing: "Is Qin Sheng really as beautiful as she looks in the photos?"
Ji Qingqing's smile froze for a moment, but only for a second before she smiled again.
She placed the four sheet music sheets on the coffee table, got up and walked to Zhang Weilin's side, casually picking up her phone from the desk.
The phone screen was lit up, displaying a photo of a girl.
It should be a screenshot, but it's not very clear, and it only shows a side profile.
Even so, it was impossible to tell just how exquisitely beautiful the girl was.
It's quite strange, actually.
Over the past month, Qin Sheng has been trending on social media several times, each time to the point that the matter has become known to almost the entire internet. Videos and photos of her can be seen everywhere.
But within a day or two, once things calmed down, those videos and photos vanished as if they had evaporated.
Not to mention online, even the pictures and videos saved on everyone's phones are now just a blank white screen and can't be opened.
The photo on Zhang Weilin's phone was saved by Ji Qingqing after she couldn't find the first photo on her phone. She had specifically saved it on a hard drive, which is why it survived.
Pulling herself back to reality, Ji Qingqing stared at the photo for a moment, a flash of resentment crossing her eyes.
After a long pause, she shook her head.
Zhang Weilin's expression turned cold: "Ji Qingqing, you're playing games..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Qingqing put down her phone and sighed, "Not even close."
"This photo doesn't even capture a tenth of Qin Sheng's beauty; she's far more beautiful in person."
Zhang Weilin paused, staring thoughtfully at the photo.
Ji Qingqing's eyes flickered, and she wrapped her arms around the man's neck and sat down on his lap: "Brother Lin, I'm already yours, why would I lie to you?"
"Believe me, Qin Sheng is more than just beautiful. Her skill in playing musical instruments is even better than mine, not to mention that she is Qin Zhihuai's sister."
"With this status, even if she does nothing, as long as she announces her entry into the entertainment industry, there will be plenty of people willing to support her and spend money on her."
"Signing her is definitely a sure-fire way to make money."
"Who knows, she might just become the next movie star Qin, and then her value would be immeasurable."
Zhang Weilin looked at the woman in his arms with a sarcastic gaze.
He was well aware of the feud between Ji Qingqing and Qin Sheng, and he also knew that Ji Qingqing looked down on the entertainment industry from the bottom of her heart, and was even more unwilling to enter the entertainment industry, feeling that it would be beneath her dignity.
I joined Yuxing now because I really couldn't hold on any longer, and it was a last resort.
Therefore, he knew very well that Ji Qingqing's repeated, intentional or unintentional, praise of Qin Sheng's beauty and talent in front of him was actually an attempt to attract his attention.
I want to use him to attack Qin Sheng, and ideally drag Qin Sheng into the quagmire of the entertainment industry.
Only in this way could she calm the hatred that had driven her to such a state after being defeated by the other party.
But Zhang Weilin didn't care.
He loves beautiful women, especially those who are talented. If Qin Sheng is as outstanding as Ji Qingqing says, he wouldn't mind becoming a tool for Ji Qingqing to kill.
Ultimately, it's simply a matter of each getting what they need.
However, before Qin Sheng arrived...
Zhang Weilin's gaze swept over the woman in his arms, feeling the soft touch on his legs, his gaze deepening: "Qingqing..."
Zhang Weilin lowered his voice and called out, his fingers already sliding under the hem of her long dress, while his other hand gripped the back of her head, pressing her down onto himself.
Ji Qingqing's expression stiffened for a moment, and the shame and embarrassment in her heart surged up uncontrollably.
But in an instant, she obediently closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased.
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Just as the two were getting into the swing of things, a piercing alarm sounded, and the phone on President Zhang Weilin's desk rang incessantly.
Zhang Weilin paused, a flash of annoyance crossing his eyes, and swept the landline phone to the ground.
He gripped the woman's waist even tighter with his large hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Never mind, let's continue."
At this moment, Ji Qingqing also got into the zone. Upon hearing this, she closed her eyes again and even reached out her hand.
Just then, a loud bang rang out, and the office door opened with a crash, even slamming into the wall with such force that it shook back and forth a few times before finally stopping.
Zhang Weilin suddenly opened his eyes.
Having his good time interrupted repeatedly, his frustration and anger were almost out of control, and he glared fiercely at the door.
But when they saw what the person at the door looked like, they were stunned.
The girl, around seventeen or eighteen years old, had long, thick, jet-black hair that was casually draped behind her, with only thin braids on either side wrapped around the back of her head.
A few strands of hair fell from her forehead to her temples, adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness to her cool and aloof appearance.
With her exquisite features, porcelain-white skin, and especially her radiant, moon-like aura, she was like a goddess who had strayed into the mortal world. One glance was enough to make one's heart flutter, yet also to involuntarily feel a sense of trepidation, daring only to admire from afar and not daring to approach her.
At that moment, Zhang Weilin's heart began to pound violently.
A voice inside him told him.
She's the one!
The girl he had been searching for all these years should look just like this.
With his burning desire subsiding, Zhang Weilin felt a dryness in his throat: "You..."
Before she could finish speaking, a tall and slender figure appeared beside the girl, reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Then he raised his hand and pressed the girl's head against his chest.
Fu Jingheng's dark eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked down at the girl in his arms: "Don't you know the saying 'Don't look at what is improper'?"
Qin Sheng: "..."
Countless years ago, when she was still a spirit, she was immersed in the boundless chaos of the universe. Back then, she had seen all sorts of things, and this level was considered quite shallow.
Okay then.
After all, she's a person now, and she has a boyfriend. She should act like a decent human being.
Qin Sheng obediently moved closer to Fu Jingheng's chest.
Fu Jingheng was satisfied and reached out to pat the back of the little girl's head: "So good."
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