She originally thought she might have seen wrong, but her eyes unknowingly swept past the license plate, causing her heart to skip a beat. Jiang A, along with those few 8’s at the end. Why is Jing Jihan’s car here? Three days ago, she accidentally sent a WeChat message to him, but he never replied. Shi Su didn’t go out of her way to disturb him; a needless explanation would only be awkward. Better to pretend the mistaken message never happened. The hotel attendant led the way ahead, so Shi Su followed inside without lingering at the door. The Yuezhi Donglai Hotel was quite famous in Jiang City. It’s said to be a good place for high-level business and social elite gatherings, meetings, and collaborations. Its environment is serene and elegant, not excessively luxurious or ostentatious, but the hotel showcases clever and meticulous design everywhere. The second floor of the hotel featured a national style-themed private room named after the "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and Chrysanthemum," with adjacent rooms sharing the same theme. Ink paintings drawn by celebrated domestic artists adorned the corridor walls, each with a hefty price tag. Under the guidance of the hotel attendant, Shi Su and her party entered the Plum room. The fifth floor of the Yuezhi Donglai Hotel. Not just anyone could easily book a room on this floor; it typically accommodated guests with political connections or leading figures in the business world, making the entry through the hotel’s VIP channel to the fifth floor a privilege reserved for the elite. Half an hour earlier, a black Bentley parked at the hotel entrance, with Lu Zhao stepping out first to open the car door for Jing Jihan. Tonight’s engagement was difficult to decline; the opposing party was the vice president of Fengxuan Group, also the son of old acquaintances of Mr. Jing. Fengxuan Group was a well-known old brand enterprise domestically, having been influential in the business world for many years. But due to poor management by the recent successors, the economic business had been severely declining for the past two years. They urgently sought a partner capable of rescuing the group, and Yu Jing Group was the best choice. Firstly, Jing Jihan is known for his swift and decisive methods. To receive his personal attention would be akin to grabbing hold of the thickest golden thigh. Secondly, the former chairman of Fengxuan Group and Jing Jihan’s grandfather were old acquaintances, and such longtime friendship might soften the always business-like Jing Jihan, allowing him to be a bit more gracious. Additionally, Mr. Wang from the tax office was here to mediate, aiming to facilitate the cooperation between the two companies and simultaneously pull some investment projects for Fengxuan Group. The hotel attendant led Jing Jihan and his party to the private room on the fifth floor, pushing open the partition door. Following Jing Jihan and Lu Zhao, Zhou He suddenly received news. He walked up behind Jing Jihan and whispered a report, "Mr. Meng from KC is also here tonight, hosting a gathering. They previously expressed a desire to collaborate with our group’s external liaison beauty division. Their initial capital investment was substantial, showing great sincerity. Mr. Meng even personally visited our headquarters recently but didn’t manage to see you. Upon hearing you were here tonight, he mentioned wanting to meet with you later. Mr. Jing, do you want to meet him?" The source of thɪs content is NoveI(F)ire.net The door before them was already open, with Mr. Wang and the Fengxuan Group vice president waiting inside. Jing Jihan did not respond and directly walked in. Mr. Wang recognized Jing Jihan at once, standing up first, smiling with squinted eyes. His gaze at Jing Jihan seemed as though he wished the young business dignitary could magically become his son. Meanwhile, the vice president of Fengxuan Group, painstakingly seeking connections due to declining economic business, looked at Jing Jihan as if he were a walking God of Fortune. On the other side, the second floor of the hotel, Mr. Meng from KC Group had just been chatting extensively with Jun and the people with Shi Su. After several drinks, he simply pulled Jun, who sat closest to him, aside and found a spot next to Shi Su, placing his arm on the chair back behind her, leaning in to speak. Shi Su had just exchanged a glance with Jun, and before Jun could reach out to help Shi Su out of Mr. Meng’s arm range, someone suddenly ran in to quietly inform Mr. Meng that Mr. Jing from Yu Jing Group was there. Mr. Meng could not spare a thought here and after briefly explaining a few things, hurriedly went out, seizing the opportunity to head to the fifth floor and meet the legendary Mr. Jing. Their company wasn’t short on money, but what they lacked after all these years was a powerful backer to expand their already sizable company further. Mr. Meng also had a high vision; he looked down on ordinary partners, obsessing over wanting to collaborate with Yu Jing Group, but had never got the chance to meet Mr. Jing. To have Jing Jihan here today was extraordinary — meeting such a rare to see person, nothing was more important than immediately meeting Mr. Jing. If Mr. Jing could regard their company favorably and become one of the capital providers for further cooperation, their KC company would dominate the domestic skincare product scene. Within the fifth-floor private room, Jing Jihan was welcomed into the main hall, with Lu Zhao going forward to assist Jing Jihan in taking off his coat. Outside the door, Zhou He received another call from Mr. Meng of KC. Mr. Meng showed particular persistence; while countless people sought ways to establish connections with Yu Jing Group, seldom were they so determined to the point of pestering that they were hard to shake off. Most others knew well enough of Jing Jihan’s temperament, not easily approachable, and collected themselves quickly; even if not able to cooperate, they knew better than to offend him, avoiding any mishaps. But this Mr. Meng... it’s hard to tell if he’s bold or reckless. Before taking a seat at the guest table, Jing Jihan raised a hand to adjust his shirt collar, his gaze lightly swept over the people seated around, then asked Mr. Wang, "Not busy today, Mr. Wang?" Mr. Wang quickly replied, "The tax office can’t not be busy, you know. Tonight was a rare chance to come over." Mr. Wang added with a smile, "You haven’t been at the company lately, but Jing Yuanbin came by our office quite a few times, lucky he’s now left Yu Jing Group. Otherwise, with him flaunting the Jing Family and your company’s name around, he’d soon turn our place upside down." After saying that, Mr. Wang observed Jing Jihan’s expression, seeing his face unchanged like a calm well, he relaxed and continued looking for topics to chat about, taking the opportunity to clearly state the vice president of Fengxuan Group’s intentions. Coincidentally, Mr. Meng of KC had somehow managed to make his way to the fifth floor, with Yuezhi Donglai Hotel’s staff personally escorting him up. Zhou He found refusal difficult and called Lu Zhao inside, asking Mr. Jing’s intentions before letting the person in. After entering the fifth-floor private room, Mr. Meng couldn’t hide his excitement, rubbing his hands and smiling as soon as he walked through the door, "Ah, Mr. Jing, it’s really not easy, finally to have a chance to meet you. What a coincidence today; our company was just about to sign a minor celebrity for endorsement, discussing cooperation here. Didn’t expect you to be at Yuezhi Donglai too, so I quickly left that minor celebrity behind to come directly up to see you!"