A beautiful summer night

Xie Qiyan bringing the Becker family's little princess to Xingcan Entertainment is no small matter. At this hour, almost all the relevant personnel were still working overtime at the company. In the lobby on the first floor, a group of people lined up neatly to welcome them.

When Qi Shi saw Xia Wanzhi from afar, he inexplicably felt guilty and lowered his head.

"Butler Qi," Xia Wanzhi greeted him instinctively.

Qi Shi waved his hands repeatedly, "I dare not accept such praise."

The agent was sweating profusely. He had finally managed to bring some success to an artist, but now Xie Qiyan's words could very well ruin his career.

"President Xie, please." President Liu of Xingcan Entertainment personally greeted him. "President Jiang is still on his way, please wait a moment."

Yun Li stopped abruptly: "President Jiang?"

Mr. Liu glanced back at her, thinking that she was holding Xia Wanzhi so intimately, her status must be extraordinary. He dared not be careless and replied, "Yes, it's rush hour, there's a bit of traffic on Mr. Jiang's side."

Because a minor celebrity alarmed headquarters, apart from Nan Xiyue seven years ago, nothing like this has happened since.

However, Nan Qiyue is the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, so it is understandable that the headquarters was alarmed.

But Qi Shi is just a nobody artist with no status or background...

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

As Yunli struggled with her inner turmoil, she had just sat down in the meeting room when Xie Qiyan said, "It's Jiang Baichuan who's here."

Yunli: "..."

Xia Wanzhi pretended to turn her head away and patted the dust off Xie Qiyan's shoulder.

Yunli sighed helplessly, knowing that Xia Wanzhi was doing it for her own good.

Jiang Baichuan arrived late, completely unaware that Yun Li was also there. He paused in his act of untying the brooch, and then quickly put the lychee and rose brooch back on.

Yunli: "..."

"President Jiang—"

The voices of "President Jiang" echoed throughout the room.

After sitting down, Jiang Baichuan first looked at Xia Wanzhi: "I'm sorry, you were implicated because of Xingcan's negligence."

Starry Entertainment has hundreds of artists under its umbrella. Qi Shi is not a big star. Although they caught that sasaeng fan a few times, they only gave verbal warnings and strengthened protection for various reasons.

If Starlight Entertainment had taken action to protect the safety of its artists back then, none of this would have happened.

Qi Shi was also on tenterhooks, nervously looking at Xia Wanzhi.

Just as Xia Wanzhi was about to speak, Jiang Baichuan changed the subject: "It's also President Xie's fault for hiring my company's artists to play the role of a housekeeper in private."

Xie Qiyan: "..."

It was rare to see Xie Qiyan suffer a setback, and Xia Wanzhi's heavy thoughts suddenly dissipated.

"And you, what's your name, Qi Shi, right?" Jiang Baichuan looked up at the nervous Qi Shi and said seriously, "Accepting gigs privately behind the company's back is against the rules. Didn't your agent tell you that? Is the company short of food or not giving you enough work? Why did you go and apply for a housekeeper job?"

Qi Shi lowered his head: "It was President Xie's secretary who approached me, and this doesn't count as an announcement, does it..."

Jiang Baichuan glared at Xie Qiyan: "You're really something, Mr. Xie, trying to poach our employees."

Xie Qiyan loosened his wrist: "I just introduced some resources and your artists became famous. It seems that your Jiang family's entertainment company is not so great. In that case, Mr. Qi, why don't you switch to my Xie family? The entertainment company we are preparing for will be listed in two months. You are welcome to join us then."

Everyone: "..."

They came here to demand an explanation, how did it turn into kidnapping?

Jiang Baichuan clicked his tongue and got back to the point: "Xingcan will pursue the responsibility of that stalker fan named Zheng Lei. President Xie should be able to trust me, right?"

Xie Qiyan: "I don't believe you. I came here today to tell President Jiang that, in addition, I want your artists to publicly condemn this stalker fan."

This leaves no way out for sasaeng fans.

Zheng Lei's infatuation with Qi Shi is excessive, extreme, and pathological. This matter should indeed be severely punished. The person in question should come forward to publicly condemn and hold the obsessive fan accountable. This would not only harm Zheng Lei and cause her to be despised by outsiders, but would also affect her future life.

The worst outcome might be dropping out of school, or leaving Beicheng and hiding somewhere where no one knows her.

But this also serves as a deterrent to other obsessive fans.

Jiang Baichuan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Alright, as President Xie would like to say."

Qi Shi nodded in agreement, "I will definitely cooperate!"

Xia Wanzhi blinked: "Then... it's over?"

"Hungry?" Xie Qiyan hooked her hand and said gently, "Then let's go eat."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

She didn't say she was hungry.

She has the right to suspect that Xie Qiyan is deliberately trying to show off.

Jiang Baichuan was dazzled by his doting expression. He turned his gaze and met Yun Li's eyes, who was staring at him blankly.

Yunli mechanically turned her head.

"Alright, that's all for now." Jiang Baichuan stood up and dismissed everyone. Before everyone had left the conference room, he couldn't help but extend an invitation to Yun Li, "Miss Yun, would you like to have dinner together?"

Yunli declined casually: "No, my boyfriend is waiting for me."

Mr. Liu, who was walking at the very back, paused and cautiously turned around to look at Yun Li.

I knew this girl was extraordinary; now I see why.

Jiang Baichuan was used to being rejected, and now he seemed to have given up on himself: "Then I'll take you to him?"

Mr. Liu, who was turning around to close the conference room door, almost slipped.

I don't know whether I should report this incredible news to Chairman Jiang.

Yunli curled her fingertips: "Jiang Baichuan, you..."

“It’s not inappropriate for an old classmate to give you a ride home, is it? If your boyfriend is so petty, you can dump him.” Jiang Baichuan touched the brooch on his chest, stood up casually, and said in a tone that brooked no refusal, “Let’s go.”

This time, Xia Wanzhi had the expression of someone who had just gotten their hands on some gossip.

How did we suddenly become old classmates?

What did she miss?

A warm sensation came from her palm as Xie Qiyan intertwined his fingers with hers, leading her ahead of Jiang Baichuan.

As Jiang Baichuan lowered his eyes, he was struck by this scene: "You two are together?"

Xie Qiyan seemed to be showing off on purpose, raising the hand that was intertwined with Xia Wanzhi's: "President Jiang, you can start preparing your 9.99 million gift money."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

After going downstairs, Yun Li watched Xie Qiyan's car drive away. She didn't agree to let Jiang Baichuan give her a ride, but she was also too embarrassed to get involved between Xie Qiyan and Xia Wanzhi as a third wheel.

The two stood side by side, the evening breeze gently blowing Yunli's rose-colored skirt. Jiang Baichuan glanced at her, knowing that her claim that her boyfriend was waiting for her was just an excuse.

He pressed the car key in his hand, and the Maybach in front of him flashed. He stepped forward and opened the passenger door.

"I'm just taking you back, that's all." Jiang Baichuan's voice was low.

Yunli glanced at him, hesitated for a long time, and then got into the car.

Jiang Baichuan seemed to be born to disturb her mind.