The Blood Guanyin is intimidating and chilling; just looking at her makes one’s heart tremble. Forget any improper thoughts—they say a single look could bring a man to his knees. anwhile, the young Taoist nun is detached, pristine, capable of purifying all worldly desires.
Director Shi’s intuitive perception is very objective, completely in line with the reality, but after all, she is a woman and cannot fully see from a man’s perspective.
A Bodhisattva can indeed cleanse delusions, making people involuntarily worship, but at the sa ti, it easily fosters a radical mindset.
Everything beautiful should be shattered.
The more sanctified, the more it should be desecrated!
"How was your rest?"
Jiang Chen changed the topic.
"What do you think? I didn’t even take off my clothes; could I sleep well?"
Truly embarrassing.
Is there really sothing wrong with gentlemanly manners?
But looking at it from another angle.
At least there wasn’t any slander or framing.
"If you had told earlier, I would have helped you undress."
After a pause, Boss Jiang added, "How many days has it been since you’ve bathed? Your feet sll so strong."
"Hehe."
Director Shi nonchalantly sat on the sofa, oblivious to anyone, crossing her legs. Luckily, the bathrobe was big enough to avoid exposure, although the unavoidable display of her smooth calves was indeed a feast for the eyes, her jade feet dangling in cloth slippers swayed back and forth.
Calling a beauty ugly, she definitely wouldn’t care.
If she cares, then she’s truly ugly.
Lies don’t hurt; the truth is a quick knife.
"Such a strong sll, you wouldn’t have sniffed it closely, would you? Or even licked it?"
Hoisted by his own petard.
Jiang Chen imdiately retreated.
If not for just receiving Hu Die’s call, he would really wonder whether he was overthinking.
"Don’t be too happy just yet; until it’s signed in black and white, anything can change."
"It’s just borrowing your bed for the night; it’s not like I won’t pay the room fee. Is it necessary to curse so?"
Her naturally untouched oval face showed a signature arrogance.
"Let tell you, this project, I am determined to win."
"What if you don’t get it?"
Jiang Chen tactlessly undermined the plans.
"Impossible!"
Shi Qianxi was resolute, genuinely showing no cracks.
Indeed.
Today, sober from alcohol.
"If it’s a wasted effort, a fruitless trip, there will definitely be many who mock you. Will it bother you?"
It’s truly annoying, completely ignoring the other’s words, living in one’s own world, single-mindedly singing a pessimistic tune.
"Swoosh—"
A damp, fragrant towel flew over, hitting Boss Jiang.
Boss Jiang did not dodge, holding the towel in his hand.
"A dog’s mouth cannot produce ivory."
Shi Qianxi cursed.
"I asked if you’d feel bad." Jiang Chen continued, attached to his straightforwardness.
"None of your business!"
Shi Qianxi got up, refusing to exchange words, and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.
"Bang!"
Without giving any benefits, the bedroom door slamd loudly.
Jiang Chen placed the towel aside.
Several minutes later, Director Shi walked out again in her own attire, without looking at Boss Jiang on the sofa, proceeding to leave, "Settle the bill downstairs."
Tsk.
Is she treating this like a hotel?
"Stop."
Boss Jiang said in a deep voice, finally showing the long-lost dominance.
"Why?"
Shi Qianxi indeed stopped.
Just as it’s uncertain whether Hu Die is masochistic, Miss Shi cos with an official verdict.
"How do you plan to explain to Jinhai?"
"Explain what?"
One sitting, one standing.
"How to explain your grand trip to Kyoto University yet returning empty-handed."
"Does your Apang Palace sell fake wine? Did it damage your brain drinking it!"
Director Shi had had enough, rebuffing forcefully.
Jiang Chen, who continually cursed people, sat comfortably on the sofa, "Do you still have a card up your sleeve?"
"Ignorant!"
Shi Qianxi coldly faced him, trying to leave again.
"I understand Cao Jinse’s personality. If she acts, she either doesn’t do it, or if she does, she won’t stop halfway."
Shi Qianxi stopped again.
"Who are you talking about?"
Jiang Chen remained silent.
Shi Qianxi turned around, "Are you saying she’s the one causing trouble behind the scenes?"
"There’s that possibility."
Soone still left room for negotiation, since he was the one stuck between a rock and a hard place, caught in a dilemma.
Shi Qianxi quieted down, her gaze shifting unpredictably.
"I’ll help diate."
Jiang Chen spoke up, not shirking responsibility, showing the necessary resolve, even though he had no psychological preparation.
"It’s not necessary."
Shi Qianxi’s response was unexpected, solving the problem should be done by those involved, letting the right person handle it would be the most concise and effective way, yet she chose to refuse without hesitation.
"This is a fair competition, whoever wins has the skills, there’s no need for anyone to lower themselves. Even less need for you to embarrass ."
Shi Qianxi was determined, resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.
"But this isn’t a fair competition."
Jiang Chen succinctly replied.
Even though Jinhai was flourishing, there’s always soone stronger.
Being able to abruptly stop an impending cooperation is more than enough to explain the issue.
If Princess Cao is determined to make things difficult for Jinhai, she might not destroy it, but making Jinhai return empty-handed from this Kyoto trip wouldn’t be too difficult.
"There’s no absolute fairness in the world."
Shi Qianxi remained unmoved, "In business, what is valued is one’s skills."
Such magnanimity.
To the point that Jiang Chen couldn’t quite adapt to this "reasonableness" all at once.
Although causing trouble isn’t exactly honorable, can one morally condemn others for it?
That’s sothing only ordinary people would do.
On the battlefield, where’s the righteousness or morality? During war, would you bla the enemy for bullying you?
How ridiculous and pathetic.
"I can help you solve this."
Jiang Chen repeated, slightly changing a word.
"I said it’s not necessary. This is an internal matter for Jinhai, you have no right to interfere."
Shi Qianxi’s attitude was exceptionally firm.
Jiang Chen did not continue to argue.
"If you insist on interfering, don’t bla for hating you forever."
As if she could read his mind.
Jiang Chen turned his head, seeing a stubborn face and resolute eyes.
At that mont, he seed to instantly understand why it’s often said that children are an extension of their parents’ lives.
This granddaughter, truly the daughter of Shi Zhenhua and ng iling.
"Think it through."
"I’m very clear."
"Whatever the outco, Jinhai is willing to bear it, and we can afford to!"
After speaking, Shi Qianxi no longer stayed, she walked out of the room and slamd the door.
"Bang."
Listening to the sound which wasn’t actually that loud, Jiang Chen sat on the sofa, closing his eyes involuntarily, pressing his fingers to his brow.
On the topic of responsibility, he certainly couldn’t escape it, he bailed on the "three-day promise", Princess Cao didn’t hold it against him, yet took it out on others.
Jinhai was implicated by him, suffering an undeserved disaster.
But Shi Qianxi’s gaze just now surprisingly made him hesitant.
This granddaughter’s personality is exceptional, quite extre, if he acted on his own accord, she might indeed hate him for a lifeti.
Intervene.
Pleasing neither party.
Don’t intervene.
The project at Jinhai’s second factory is sure to fail.
Pain.
His head hurts intensely.
Jiang Chen leaned back on the sofa, slowly exhaled.
The imagination was still too optimistic.
In those clichéd thrill novels, where the protagonist’s imposing aura makes all the female leads submissive and obedient, that’s all fooling morons,
Of course.
Though in reality, there are indeed formidable people surrounded by admirers, but they’re like vases, sothing that money can turn into pets.
But would capable won be willing to abandon their dignity and beco subordinates of others?
So powerful won even want to keep n!
n and won are the sa, the more capital they have, the less likely they are to yield submissively.
If you don’t believe it, just look at the palace dramas.
Is the emperor’s power not great enough?
Emperor, the lands under heaven are his, yet those concubines aren’t content with boredom, showcasing their divine skills.
How thrilling?
Jiang Chen leaned back on the sofa, gazing absently at the ceiling, optimistic thinking didn’t save him this ti, the ceiling disappeared, his gaze piercing through the sky, breaking through the atmosphere, as if seeing outer space.
And then.
The brilliant scene of a cot hitting the earth reflected in his eyes.
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