Top beauties: Beijing bigwigs gathered at Shura Field

The Beijing International Trade Center was not unfamiliar to Jiang Wan. After all, she had worked part-time around the International Trade and Financial Center during her two years at Kyoto University in her previous life.

But she still remembers vividly the shock she felt when she first came here and was overwhelmed by the glitz and glamour.

It was also the first time that she realized how insignificant she was in that circle.

Later, even those second-generation rich people on the margins could humiliate her unscrupulously, not to mention those people whom she had never really come into contact with even in her previous life.

Although the rental house she chose was of very ordinary conditions, with a very small space and a mixed crowd, its location was indeed good, right between Kyoto University and Guomao, where there were job opportunities everywhere.

This time she came to Guomao just to buy a computer.

A computer is a necessity for students majoring in finance, but in her previous life, in order to save money, she did not buy it until the day before school started. She still did her homework and bought a relatively ordinary brand.

Of course, she can't do that now. Although she has never been involved in live streaming, she knows that equipment is very important.

Since I can't afford to buy anything else for the time being, I should at least choose the most cost-effective computer within my means.

It was almost evening now, and Jiang Wan planned to make a quick decision.

However, from the moment she stepped into the mall, she inevitably attracted many surprised gazes from people around her.

Most of the people who come to Guomao at this time are young people, and the young girls are all dressed exquisitely and beautifully, carrying bags that are more expensive than each other.

But even so, Jiang Wan, who was wearing a knee-length white dress that couldn't be simpler and didn't even put on any makeup, was still enough to make people's hearts flutter.

She is so beautiful, with a pretty face that can catch people's eyes directly without any explanation.

Her long, jet-black and gorgeous hair flowed down like ink, her skin was extremely white and delicate, and her lips were the only color on her jade-white face, which was delicate and charming, silently alluring.

But her temperament is extremely unique, between aloofness and charm, like a delicate flower blooming on a cliff, making people feel weak and powerless. They want to bow to her, but dare not pick her easily.

Jiang Wan was certainly equally beautiful in her previous life, but at that time she was more aloof and her temperament almost kept people at a distance. Otherwise, she would not have been regarded behind the back by Peking University students as a flower so noble that ordinary people could not reach or pluck it.

Because of this, when she fell into poverty, many people took advantage of her, spoke dirty words to her, and even asked her face to face how much she charged per night.

This is the bad nature of men.

Of course, nowadays, there are always men who claim to have good conditions and come to chat with me.

Fortunately, after being softly rejected by Jiang Wan, they did not persist and continue to pester her in public.

However, seeing that it was getting later, Jiang Wan quickened his pace and walked towards the mall's centralized sales floor for electronic products.

It was only after stepping into this floor that Jiang Wan noticed that almost all the people on this floor were gathered in a store on the far right.

The moment he raised his eyes and saw the store sign, Jiang Wan couldn't help but his pupils shrink, and a man's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Zhihe Technology...

She almost forgot that Zhihe showed its prowess at the beginning of this year. It seemed that it opened its first offline store in August, and since then it has become a leader in the technology field with unstoppable momentum.

When she died, Zhihe had already begun to get involved in the investment field, and it was showing signs of surpassing the Fu family's Hengdong Group.

Some professional media people in the financial field also predicted that if Hengdong did not take further measures, it would take less than a year for Zhihe Technology to stand on equal footing with Beijing's top Shaw Group and Junjian Capital, completely leaving Hengdong behind.

As for Shen Yan, the founder of Zhihe Technology, he was probably the only man in the core circle of Beijing's powerful elite with whom she had fought and had a brief interaction.

It was definitely not a pleasant encounter.

At that time, she was caught up in the scandal of plagiarizing Meng Shuyi's research results. On the one hand, she was worried that Peking University might persuade her to drop out, and on the other hand, she had to find ways to earn huge compensation from the studio she cooperated with.

This compensation was just a drop in the bucket for the rich and powerful, but for her at the time it was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In order to avoid jail, she could only find ways to make quick money.

With this face, she easily got a job as a receptionist at the best golf course in Beijing.

This job was recommended to her by a senior schoolmate with whom she had a good relationship, otherwise it would not have been so easy for her to get it. Of course, she also suffered a lot of troubles and rumors because of this job.

Before she met Shen Yan, she had just been harassed by a rich second-generation man. She was in a particularly awkward state during the tug of war. When she turned around, she saw a very tall and slender man looking down at her.

The man was very handsome, with straight features and fair skin. His high nose bridge cast an arc-shaped shadow under the light, making him look particularly handsome.

However, his drooping eyes, hidden by his thick eyelashes, revealed an inexplicable sense of coldness and alienation. His originally excellent looks were forcibly suppressed by this coldness, which made Jiang Wan, who was in an extremely bad mood at the time, feel a little uncomfortable.

Therefore, even though she knew that the man in front of her was obviously not a simple person, she still couldn't help but sarcastically said when she noticed that he was still staring at her: "This gentleman is looking at me like this, do you want to take me out to play too?"

These were the exact words of the rich second generation who had spoken rudely just now, and the person in front of him naturally heard them.

But what she didn't expect was that the man just frowned, walked around her and left without saying anything.

Jiang Wan felt puzzled and subconsciously looked at the man's leaving back, but the next moment she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the man's red ears.

She almost thought she was seeing things, and when she looked again, the man had disappeared.

It was not until he came to his senses and recalled the other party's cold but suggestive gaze that Jiang Wan realized something.

When she touched it with her backhand, she found that there was a cut at the back of her skirt, and her snow-white and delicate skin was no longer covered...

She quickly realized that she had misunderstood, but she never had the chance to apologize again. Especially when she recalled that the man was Shen Yan, the founder of Zhihe Technology, she was just glad that Shen Yan did not hold a grudge against her.

Of course, perhaps because she had already formed a fixed impression of the men in the circle, when she occasionally recalled this incident when she saw the relevant news about Zhihe later, she still didn't think that Shen Yan would have red ears just because of such a thing, and gradually put this experience behind her.

As for now...

If her memory is correct, and Zhihe's first store is indeed here, then Shen Yan...