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“I heard from Gu Jue that you went to the company presentations at Jingda University?”
At breakfast, Jin Zhao was looking at her phone when the person opposite her suddenly spoke.
“Yes, didn’t you say I could do whatever I wanted? I want to have my own job now.”
“You’re not going to disagree now, are you?” Jin Zhao put down her spoon and looked at Wei Ting.
Her previous job often brought her into contact with wealthy socialites. Some wealthy men didn’t want their wives to work, hoping they would devote themselves entirely to them.
Of course, those men often cheated and had mistresses.
“No, it’s your own business.” Wei Ting’s expression was calm.
“Which company do you want to go to? I can help you arrange it.”
He wasn’t sure what Jin Zhao’s capabilities were. Based on her four years of college, she could at most be a luxury goods appraiser.
After listening for a while, Jin Zhao stared at him and said softly, “Are you underestimating me? I don’t need to use back channels.”
“Oh?” Wei Ting’s expression finally changed, and he explained seriously, “I’m saying that you wasted four years of your studies. Many companies in Jing City have assessments, similar to bidding.”
“I’m confident. From today on, I will become a chic professional woman!”
Jin Zhao was full of confidence, looking down at the Jing City news on her phone.
Zhang Sao, beside her, almost fainted. She had also noticed the recent changes in Wei Ting.
Before, Wei Ting was always busy with work and didn’t come home, while Jin Zhao was showering him with sweet words. Now, Wei Ting returned to Tanyuan on time every day, and Jin Zhao wanted to go out to work.
When would she get her bonus? Was there still hope before retirement?
“Li Ming Entertainment?” Jin Zhao muttered to herself.
Some time ago, Su Yi had become slightly popular because of an MV, with the hype of a campus white moonlight. Today, there was news that she had signed with an entertainment company.
This fit the plot, but this company was only briefly mentioned in the original book.
“You know?” Wei Ting put down his cutlery.
Jin Zhao: o.O
“Know what?”
“Xu Shuli signed with an entertainment company. Isn’t that what you just said?”
“She didn’t tell me. I was looking at other news,” Jin Zhao replied. This world was a huge script; everything seemed to coincide.
They were in the same company; let’s follow the plot!
“That’s Cheng family’s company,” Wei Ting said softly. “Do you want to go there?”
Jin Zhao was a little confused. Why would she go to an entertainment company? To do private clothing styling? That’s pretty evil.
“Which Cheng? Cheng Wang?”
“Yes.”
Jin Zhao quickly waved her hand. “No, are you trying to get me killed by Cheng Wang? Then you’ve succeeded. I won’t go to two companies; one is Cheng’s, and the other is Wei…”
Her voice grew quieter. It would be a success if she could control her mouth.
Wei Ting heard her implication and his eyes darkened. “Wei Corporation isn’t good enough for you?”
Jin Zhao nervously chuckled.
“I’m not good enough for Wei Corporation. Besides, if I go, people will say I’m selling myself for glory, and if rumors spread about an improper relationship between us, it will affect Wei Corporation.”
Wei Ting frowned slightly at the words “selling herself for glory” and “improper.”
He said calmly, “I remember, we’ve gotten our marriage certificate.”
“But we’re having a secret marriage,” Jin Zhao said understandingly. “Announcing the marriage suddenly wouldn’t be good for Wei Corporation or my family’s stock.”
Wei Ting stood up and straightened his shirt. The servant held his suit jacket. “Suit yourself.”
“Okay, husband, be careful on your way to work~”
Jin Zhao had become very fluent in saying such things. Seeing Wei Ting standing in the living room straightening his shirt, she found it strange. He usually got dressed in the dressing room before coming downstairs.
Sure enough, even the meticulous Wei Ting would occasionally break his own rules.
Then it was okay for her to occasionally reward herself!
——
Jingda University was exceptionally lively these days. First, the presentations were nearing their end, with only a few major companies left. Second, of course, was the minor popularity of Su Yi, our innocent female lead, due to her MV.
Jin Zhao and Zhou Mo had just collected the materials for tomorrow from the school. She had already selected a few companies she was interested in.
“Are there any more in a few days?”
Zhou Mo nodded. “There are a few more huge companies at the end. Didn’t you see that the top students with family backgrounds didn’t even bother to show up?”
“Okay, I’m looking forward to it.”
“Zhao Zhao, you could totally start your own studio. Who knows how long it will take to get ahead in a company?”
Jin Zhao sighed. She had already endured the hardship of climbing the ladder. But now, having connections and experience from big companies would be better for her.
“Momo, I’ll go back first. See you tomorrow.”
Several girls were gathered in front, some taking pictures, as if they were filming something.
“Yiyi, your bag is so pretty.”
Su Yi looked down at her little pink bag, smiling shyly. “It’s not mine. It’s a gift from the brand. They want me to shoot some promotional photos.”
“Wow, a formal collaboration is definitely not far off. Maybe you’ll get the brand’s ambassador position right after your debut.”
Several people around them echoed.
Jin Zhao was looking at her phone. Xu Shuli said she would be filming in a few days and asked if she wanted to visit the set.
“Sure, I’ll sponsor the crew’s coffee and snacks.”
“Wuwuwu, Sister-in-law, don’t go for my brother; be with me instead.”
Jin Zhao laughed at this message and replied, “No way, we’re spending your brother’s money now.”
Waiting for you to work hard!
Just as she was about to put her phone back in her bag, she was bumped by someone, and her phone fell to the ground, the screen shattering.
“Sorry—”
“It’s okay…” Before Jin Zhao could finish, she looked up and met Su Yi’s apologetic gaze. She suppressed the urge to roll her eyes.
“Didn’t control your legs, huh?”
The road was so wide; she would believe it if others said it was an accident. Su Yi was usually very careful, and today she just happened to bump into her.
If it wasn’t intentional, she would give her 8 million right now.
“I didn’t mean to. How about I transfer you the money for the phone?” Su Yi said pitifully.
Jin Zhao finally understood what she was trying to do. She had become popular recently and earned money, wanting to experience the arrogance of throwing money around.
Sorry, she didn’t feel ashamed at all about being showered with money.
Jin Zhao took out her spare phone from her bag and showed her the QR code.
“Scan it. Aren’t you going to compensate me?”
As soon as she finished speaking, the girls around her gathered, chattering and defending Su Yi.
“You were looking down at your phone and not paying attention; how dare you ask others to compensate you?”
Su Yi quickly shook her head, “I volunteered to compensate. I just didn’t expect Miss Jin to be so rich that she still needs the money for a phone…”
“Miss, don’t be so possessive of other people’s money, okay?” Jin Zhao almost laughed. “I’m already giving you face. You bumped into me and brushed against my bag, and I haven’t even bothered with you.”
Su Yi glanced down at the bag Jin Zhao was carrying; it was a simple white bag, nothing special.
“What kind of bag is that, Miss Jin? How about I compensate you with another one?” Su Yi smiled triumphantly.
“Yes, our Su Yi is now a collaborator of big brands.”
Jin Zhao really wanted to facepalm. What did this woman want?
“Ginza Tanaka platinum. You probably can’t buy it. Just transfer the money to my card.”
Jin Zhao put away her broken phone. Before leaving, she looked at the girls who were searching their bags.
“No need to search. 13 million, plus the phone, a total of 13.02 million. Remember to transfer it to my card,” Jin Zhao winked at the shocked Su Yi.
What a windfall!
Jin Zhao turned around, and a black car stopped in front of her, honking its horn.
The window rolled down, revealing half of Wei Ting’s face, his brow bones deep and straight. He must have been watching her performance for a while.
Just as Jin Zhao was wondering why he was here, Wei Ting’s low voice instructed her to come over.
“Get in the car.”
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