Chapter 1 Being PUAd?

"Hey——"

The mobile phone placed on the conference table suddenly vibrated, and a knuckled hand casually opened the newly received text message.

[Oh no, Xiaoxiao is really with Jiang Ci]

Immediately afterwards, a photo was sent, which showed a sweet-looking girl and a man. The girl was protected by the man behind her, in an intimate posture.

Rong Zhixing's fingers that were holding the glass suddenly tightened, and he raised his head and met a pair of fox eyes.

His pair of handsome eyebrows are as indifferent but delicate as the outline of ink, the bridge of his handsome nose is as delicate and firm as a relief, his thin lips are like a smear of crimson water, and the lines of his cheeks are soft but still sharp and angular.

The person opposite is the protagonist of this scandal, Jiang Ci, an actor who is nearly forty years old and still has a dazzling appearance.

But this face, which looked like the dream lover of thousands of girls, did not make Rong Zhixing feel good at all. Rong Zhixing sneered in his heart.

So it’s you, Jiang Ci.

"Mr. Rong, even if your Rong company is the world's top high-tech company, 70% is still too much!"

Jiang Ci's expression was extremely ugly, and his usually gentle character was almost jumping up and down with anger at this time.

Who told him that Rong Zhixing was an easy talker? He was so talkative! When he got back, he was going to confront that little girl at home!

"How about this." Rong Zhixing tapped his slender fingers on the table repeatedly and considered it for a moment. His originally cold expression suddenly softened, and his tough eyebrows instantly curved into two soft crescents. "Rong gave me another 10 points.

, but the project needs to be started half a year in advance. I only want 25% of the profit. If you are willing, I can ask the assistant to modify the contract."

25%? Jiang Ci’s pupils shrank slightly. Isn’t this the same as picking up cabbage? You can’t buy it, you can’t lose, you can’t be fooled!

Jiang Ci suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and pretended to discuss it with the assistant beside him. The assistant hesitated and persuaded him: "Actor Jiang, the other party gave in so quickly, it seems a little..."

Jiang Ci waved his hand impatiently, "It's okay! How can a company as big as Rong's still lie to me?"

It’s only for a company as big as Rong’s that it’s so easy to lie to you! Boss! The assistant was about to cry without tears, wailing softly in her heart.

Rong Zhixing turned his head and spoke in a low voice to the assistant who was drafting the contract. The assistant, who was originally angry and thought that his president was stupid, immediately turned from worry to joy and simply added a clause in an obscure corner of the contract.

"The final right of interpretation belongs to Rong."

A newly printed contract was placed in front of him. Regardless of the assistant's concerns, Jiang Ci signed his name in a flash. Compared to Rong Zhixing's solemn signature on the side, he seemed to be signing autographs for his fans.

"Then it will be a pleasure to cooperate, Mr. Jiang..."

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", a small figure suddenly rushed into the conference room.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at the girl who suddenly broke in, and they all looked at each other.

Rong Zhixing's pupils shrank suddenly, but the girl crossed him and ran straight to Jiang Ci. She was wearing a light pink chiffon dress, the fluffy skirt was like a soft puff, and her face was unpainted.

The brows on his delicate little face were furrowed, and a pair of lotus-rooted arms held Jiang Ci's arm tightly. The big, moist eyes like a deer were full of anxiety, and there was a faint hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Aci! Hurry up, we're going to be late!"

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Ci didn't expect that the baby in front of him would suddenly rush in, and gently rubbed the girl's head with a helpless expression. The gesture was so intimate that Rong Zhixing almost burst out of fire in his eyes.

The girl pulled Jiang Ci, who stood up hastily, to leave. She walked firmly and looked ahead without even glancing at Rong Zhixing.

"Jiang Xiao..."

Rong Zhixing suppressed the annoyance and anger surging in his chest, and slowly squeezed out three words through clenched teeth.

"Rong Zhixing? Why did you come back to China?" The girl who was holding Jiang Ci turned around with a surprised look on her face, but she made no move to let go of Jiang Ci.

"Rong Zhixing?" Rong Zhixing's eyes narrowed dangerously, "You little girl, you were brought up by me before, but now your wings have become hard, and you don't even recognize me as your brother."

Jiang Xiao has been fostered in their home since she was a child. Even though she is not related by blood, he has already treated the little girl as his sister and protected her.

It's just that the little guy who followed him like a duck and yelled "Brother Xing" and "Brother Xing" every day seemed to be quite alienated from him now.

Jiang Xiao choked and smiled: "I've... grown up! If I call you brother again, I'll call you old!"

"Where are you going?" Rong Zhixing's tone was very rude, as if the words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

"I..." Jiang Xiao's face was extremely tangled. He turned around and looked at Rong Zhixing several times. He quickly pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down his WeChat ID and handed it to Rong Zhixing, who had a frosty face. He apologized repeatedly while grabbing Jiang Ci.

He quickly walked out the door with his sleeves on. "I'm sorry, A Xing, I have something urgent today. We'll talk later! Let's go, A Ci! We're going to be late!"

Before Jiang Ci could say anything, he was dragged away by Jiang Xiaofeng, leaving Rong Zhixing at the meeting table with a gloomy look on his face.

She actually left him whom she hadn't seen for a long time for a man and ran so fast!

Rong Zhixing looked at the silver Lamborghini speeding out from downstairs of Rong Group and punched the glass curtain wall so hard that the tempered glass seemed to tremble.

The more I think about it, the more angry I become!

By the time Rong Zhixing reacted, he was already sitting in his Bugatti Veyron.

The parking lot seemed to be filled with smoke and dust left behind by the Lamborghini's speeding out. Rong Zhixing's eyes turned red and he stepped on the accelerator!

Jiang Xiao, I want to see what you and this man are going to do!

At the piano auction, countless camera lenses were focused on the silver Lamborghini parked on the red carpet.

Jiang Ci stepped out of the car door first with shiny leather shoes. Jiang Ci, who was wearing a silver suit, got out. He got up and got out of the car and picked up a girl in a chiffon dress from the other side.

"Actor Jiang! What is your relationship with her?!"

"Actor Jiang! How long have you been together?!"

"Actor Jiang! Didn't your car say that it would never carry women?!"

…

The bodyguards who were waiting at the door of the auction gathered around him first and stopped the spears and cannons that were reaching out from all directions.

Jiang Xiao's hand was tightly held by Jiang Ci. She quietly loosened it a little, letting the sweat on her palms evaporate slightly. But the next second she was held tightly again!

Before Jiang Xiao could speak, Jiang Ci turned his head and glared at her fiercely.

"Don't move! Let's see how you run away if those reporters catch you!"

Jiang Ci warned fiercely, but his tone was as if he was using Grandma Wolf to scare a child who wouldn't sleep.

"I know, Aci..."

The reporters, who were blocked by the bodyguards, seemed to be breaking through the encirclement in the next second and eating Jiang Xiao and Jiang Ci alive. Jiang Xiao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and swallowed all the grievances that were unspoken in his mouth.

He swallowed it down, held up the hem of his skirt and hurriedly hid behind Jiang Ci.

"Call daddy! What are you calling?"

Jiang Ci held back his laughter and gathered his petite body into his arms with a wave of his hand, avoiding the flashing cameras behind him.

"Gah!——"

The shiny black Bugatti Veyron stopped in front of the red carpet of the auction with a shrill sound.

The unique license plate number allowed the media present to immediately recognize this person's identity, and then the media with a keen sense of smell turned their heads and focused on the Bugatti galloping in the dark.

"Mr. Rong! Why are you here today?"

Slender and straight legs stepped out of the Bugatti's body. The tall and straight figure walked onto the red carpet without looking back. His sharp and frosty eyes coldly swept across those fanatical eyes.

The cold words blocked those thoughts of inquiry one by one.

"I have nothing to offer you."
Chapter completed!