Jiang Yisen felt his heart stir.
He had never had such a direct emotional response before, the kind that made his heart flutter. Always playing the field, passing through a sea of flowers without a single one sticking to him, this level of purity actually reminded him of the thrill of meeting his first love back in his school days.
Seeing her walk away, Jiang Yisen finally retracted his gaze and glanced over at Fang Minghe, whose eyes were still fixed in that direction.
Jiang Yisen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from between his thin lips, the glowing red ember tossed to the ground and crushed under the heel of his shoe. With one hand casually in his pocket, he leaned back lazily against the hood of the car, "Mr. Fang, do you know that girl?"
"Which one?" Fang Minghe also turned his gaze back, sounding puzzled.
"The one in the white dress."
"Don’t know her." Fang Minghe wasn’t interested in what dress someone was wearing. He just wanted to find the spokesperson he was fond of. As luck would have it, she had agreed to an audition and the contract had been signed, saving him the trouble of arranging to meet with her next week to discuss this matter. Why not talk about it right here and now?
Jiang Yisen gave him a strange look. If you don’t know her, why keep staring? Don’t think he missed the flash of delight in his eyes. For someone his age, he’s not at all composed.
His lips curved slightly, seeing him eager to chase after her. Maybe he was smitten at first sight too?
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Seeing how eager you are to go over there, shall I join you? We can also discuss our cooperation further. Working with the Jian Family won’t leave you at a loss."
Fang Minghe: "..."
As if that’s what he was thinking.
Was it just to pull him into opposing Bao Yan?
Businessmen can’t afford to neglect one aspect in favor of another. He didn’t want to offend Bao Yan, as that would not benefit him.
The Fang Group had always stayed neutral between the Jiang Family and the Bao Family, neither fawning nor distancing themselves without cause.
Cooperating with both sides was so much more appealing.
His handsome face remained expressionless, cold as ice: "No need, no talks, no negotiations."
Jiang Yisen: "..."
Such a tough old guy to deal with! No wonder he’s nearly thirty and still single, no sense of romance!
He took a deep breath. The Fang Group had always been an important business partner to him, but their interests weren’t yet so closely tied that they were in the same boat. He could collaborate with the Jian Family as well as with the Bo Family.
Jiang Yisen hadn’t intended to take down the Bao Family completely, but they had dared to reach out to the Jian Family’s company.
Did they really think he was a pushover?
He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit another one, and made up his mind: "How about this, you seem quite interested in that girl just now, how about I help you win her over?"
In the face of the company’s future.
The allure of a moment’s infatuation was not worth mentioning.
Fang Minghe: "?"
Jiang Yisen, the notorious playboy, sure lived up to his reputation, with nothing but women on his mind.
Did he think everyone was like him, fond of romantic dalliances?
"No thanks, I can handle it myself."
Now it was Jiang Yisen’s turn to be surprised.
How could someone as romantically inept as him win over a woman?
Jiang Yisen’s smile was wicked, the smoke dispersing in the air as he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Well then, I look forward to seeing your skills."
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