Chapter 804 - 314 who is the designer you hired_2

Chapter 804: 314, who is the designer you hired?_2

Chapter 804: 314, who is the designer you hired?_2

Xiaoqi was somewhat dazed as he lowered his head to receive the report that Bai Lian handed him.

**

The next day.

Yunxiao Hotel.

Xiaoqi parked the car in a nearby parking lot.

Dressed in a white hoodie, draped in a jacket, he stood outside the main entrance, his eyes dark as coal, his frame lean yet upright.

Ren Jiawei was on her phone talking to a collaborator, “The press conference…”

In the high-rise buildings of Jiangjing, which blocked the morning sun, Ren Jiawei hung up the phone and instinctively looked towards the slender young man nearby, pausing for a moment.

She remembered having seen him before at the airport.

“You…” Ren Jiawei approached, looked at the young man before her, paused, and then said, “Are you waiting for someone here?”

“Waiting for a friend,” Xiaoqi’s gaze landed on Ren Jiawei’s face; he reached back to pull up and fasten his hood.

He was always gentle and polite, as chivalrous as a poet.

His appearance and demeanor were like Bai Lian’s, both the type to endear elders.

“I see,” Ren Jiawei brushed the hair at her cheek to the back of her head, “Are you studying in Jiangjing?”

She estimated Xiaoqi’s age, about the same as Wanxuan’s.

“Here for work,” Xiaoqi saw Xiaoqi up ahead, gave Ren Jiawei a polite smile, and nodded, “Goodbye, Auntie.”

Ren Jiawei stared at Xiaoqi for a long time before finally speaking, “Goodbye.”

Nearby.

Wanxuan sat in the back seat, watching this scene for a while before she lowered her eyes and told the driver to drive on.

Today, Ren Jiawei’s fashion company was opening two new branches in Jiangjing’s shopping mall, and Wanxuan was accompanying her to the ceremony.

“Mom,” in the car, Wanxuan, sitting in the backseat, asked casually, “I saw you talking to a boy just now, do you know him?”

“The one I bid for you at the auction the day before yesterday, when you arrive at the Mu Family, be careful with your words,” Ren Jiawei handed her a jewelry box from her bag and explained, “I don’t know him, but he seemed familiar.”

Wanxuan opened the jewelry box.

Inside was a pink diamond necklace; she had seen it in the news, priced at ten million.

As the only child of the Ren Family, Wanxuan was highly adored at home.

Ren Jiawei, who usually worked away from home, did not control her much but never neglected her in material terms; Wanxuan would have been happy to see these jewels in the past.

Today, however, she seemed somewhat distracted.

**

Meanwhile.

In the Le Family office, Lai Chen, holding a champagne, tossed a report to Le Yuzhang, casually asking Le Yuzhang’s secretary to serve him coffee, “Look, between my project with Zhiwei and your fiancée, her abilities just don’t match up.”

Le Yuzhang picked it up, calmly stating the fact, “If you hadn’t intervened, she might not have lost to Wen Zhiwei.”

Lu Su’s advertisement had already fully launched.

Now, Wen Zhiwei’s project had completely surpassed Wen Zhixia; in this game, Zhiwei had essentially declared a complete victory.

That didn’t negate Zhixia’s capabilities.

Lai Chen just glanced at Le Yuzhang, skillfully took the coffee handed to him by Le Yuzhang’s secretary, and smiled, “Networking is also considered part of a cousin’s capabilities, right?”

Le Yuzhang couldn’t refute and remained silent.

“Did you manage to contact Yan Lu’s team?” Lai Chen recalled something else; his eyes resting thoughtfully on Le Yuzhang’s face, “What did Miss Ming say?”

Le Yuzhang paused almost imperceptibly, “She asked for me, Yan Lu isn’t taking endorsements recently.”

Yan Lu was unlike other artists in the circle, with high national visibility and strong skills, acknowledged by the Martial Association as formidable, and his background robustly solid. Not to mention the leaders of the Xiangcheng Culture and Tourism, levels not usually reached by ordinary artists.

Even for Le Yuzhang, securing a collaboration with Yan Lu’s team was challenging.

Lai Chen settled onto the sofa, set his coffee cup aside, “It’s still up to Miss Ming.”

Ming Zongyao knew Xu Jinyi, and Xu Jinyi was close to Leng Shuhe, everyone knew that Shuhe was a student of the dean, so contacting Yan Lu was not surprising.

Outside, Le Yuzhang’s secretary knocked on the door again.

This time, she was quite surprised, “Boss Le, the official Weibo of Wen Family just posted, and Miss Wen’s project’s spokesperson is Yan Lu.”

Upon hearing this, the two men in the office were startled.

“What did you say?” especially Lai Chen.

“I just received the news from the public relations department; Yan Lu has also retweeted it, a post just published at nine o’clock, now it has surged to number one,” the secretary informed Le Yuzhang, “Boss Le, perhaps you should inquire with Miss Wen?”

No need for the secretary’s reminder.