The air floated with a faint scent of sandalwood, calming the mind.
Two people sat in the private room.
One was Shen You’an, the other...
Was a foreign woman around thirty years old, with a prominent nose, deep set eyes, blue pupils, a head of radiant golden curls, fiery red lips, charming and dazzling, just sitting quietly with a powerful presence that was impossible to ignore.
The woman raised her eyes to look at him, showing a bit of appreciation without causing any offense.
Shen You’an invited him to sit down and naturally introduced the woman, "My friend, Rong Xianning."
The woman waved with a smile, "Hello, handso young man."
Her Mandarin was a bit awkward but she managed to speak it fluently without affecting communication.
Rong Xianning nodded politely, "Hello."
Neither humble nor arrogant, not showing fear, this was quite good.
Shen You’an served him so beef, "Let’s eat first, and talk after."
Rong Xianning glanced over, there were eight dishes in total, mostly his favorites.
Rong Xianning subtly glanced at Shen You’an, lowered his eyes and silently tightened his grip on his chopsticks.
During the al, Shen You’an occasionally chatted with the woman in English, her speech was so fluent that there was no trace of an accent.
It sounded like casual conversation, the two appeared very close, not like ordinary friends.
Rong Xianning silently ate, wondering how An’an managed to practice such fluent English, he needed to learn it too.
Sula glanced at the young man eating silently, her eyes teasing as she switched languages, "Your friend is quite handso."
Rong Xianning recognized it was Arabic, but couldn’t understand its aning, it seed he should learn a few more languages.
Shen You’an replied to her in fluent Arabic, "Being handso is his least noteworthy rit."
Sula laughed, "Did you invite him specifically to dinner, hoping to give him a chance?"
Shen You’an blinked, "I really just wanted to invite him to dinner, it happened by chance."
Sula smiled helplessly, "Do you think I believe that?"
Sula carefully examined Rong Xianning, "Bring him along when it’s ti for the audition."
Shen You’an slightly curved his lips, serving her so vinegared fish, "This is the signature dish, Sister Sula, you must try it."
"I’ve been on set these days, I haven’t had ti to accompany you, I’ll arrange soone to show you around Jingzhou."
"No need for others, let him do it."
Sula smiled, "I trust your judgnt."
At this mont, a commotion was heard at the door, sharp and piercing voices of a woman.
Rong Xianning frowned, recognizing Ding ng’s voice.
He stood up and said, "It’s my boss, my apologies, I’ll go check it out."
Shen You’an watched Rong Xianning leave.
"If you’re worried, you can go have a look."
Shen You’an lowered his eyes, "He’ll handle it well."
"I recall you also have an entertainnt company? Since you think so highly of him, why not sign him to your company?"
"He has his own path to follow."
Too familiar can sotis be a constraint.
Rong Xianning pushed the door open, seeing Ding ng being blocked by Xiao Hu.
Ding ng saw Rong Xianning and hurried over, "Xiao Rong, why are you here?"
She glanced at the closed door suspiciously, "Who are you having dinner with?"
Rong Xianning said lightly, "Friends."
Ding ng frowned, "How many friends of yours do I not know? Be honest, who are you eting? Why don’t I go in and say hello?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ding ng was ready to open the door and go in.
Rong Xianning blocked her path, though young, his presence was strong, his stubborn brows showing a firm resolve that brooked no contradiction.
"President Ding, I told you, I’m having dinner with a friend."
Ding ng had a premonition that Rong Xianning would soon be out of her control, this day would co sooner or later, but isn’t it too early?
"Co with to et President Wu, he can help you get an audition for ’Star Youth,’ if you land this role, it will greatly benefit your career."
Ding ng pulled at Rong Xianning’s hand, only to be brushed away, "President Ding, I’m very grateful for your help in securing resources, but I’m sorry, I can’t go, everything has an order, I promised my friend first."
Ding ng was furious, pointing at his head and scolding, "Are you stupid? Can your friend offer you the chance to audition for ’Star Youth’? Don’t waste ti, co with ."
Ding ng’s mind was anxious, she couldn’t let He Qian seize the opportunity first.
But today, it seed like Rong Xianning was as immovable as a rock, determined not to go with her, it was driving Ding ng mad.
She softened her tone, coaxing, "Be good, listen, just go say hello and you’ll be back soon. Do you know how many people in the country are eyeing this opportunity? I worked tirelessly to secure this resource for you, can’t you show a little consideration?"
Rong Xianning frowned, was about to say sothing when Ye Zi hurriedly approached her side, quickly whispering, "President Ding, He Qian brought Chen Shucheng."
Ding ng’s face turned exceedingly nasty, casting a glance at Xiao Hu who was watching indifferently, "Take Rong Xianning and follow ."
Xiao Hu remained unperturbed, "I’m listening to Xiao Rong."
Ding ng laughed angrily, "Don’t you know who pays your salary?"
Xiao Hu wasn’t at all threatened, "You can fire ."
Ding ng clutched at her chest, staggering backward repeatedly; whom had she offended, everyone seed to be masters.
Ye Zi hurriedly supported her, "President Ding, mind your health."
"Alright, alright, you’re all impressive, all lofty, disregarding my comrcialism, but who am I doing this for?"
Ding ng spoke more and more heartbreakingly, this ti she had completely offended Wu Hao, He Qian’s complacency must know no bounds.
While she could accept her dissatisfaction, she absolutely couldn’t stand her archenemy’s success.
But now that things had reached this point, there was nothing she could do.
Her eyes swept to the sandalwood plaque hanging on the door, with three golden characters carved on it—Red Plum Garden.
Ding ng paused for a mont, suddenly coming to her senses.
"Alright, you won’t go see President Wu, I promise you, but you also have to promise to let et your friend. You haven’t seen much of the world, easily fooled, I have to screen them for you."
As she finished speaking, quick-eyed and deft, she stepped forward swiftly and opened the private room door.
Xiao Hu didn’t even have ti to stop her.
Rong Xianning frowned, quickly following after.
Ding ng expected to see a scene of decadence, didn’t anticipate finding such tranquility inside, only two people, two won.
Hearing the commotion, both turned their heads simultaneously.
The one in black was a youthful girl, serene and elegant under the light, beautiful and ethereal.
She imdiately recognized it was Rong Xianning’s little childhood friend.
Simultaneously, a thread of doubt rose in her heart, wondering about the girl’s background.
The other woman... her gaze first t a pair of beautiful blue eyes, very white skin, stunning looks, a head of golden wavy curls exuding charm.
The woman’s blue eyes calmly fixed on her, Ding ng suddenly felt an invisible pressure.
This was an exotic face, filled with a sense of familiarity, like she’d seen it sowhere before.
Her mind flashed with insight, Ding ng scread in disbelief, "You... you’re Sula?"
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