Chapter 101

Too bad it’s all glitter on the outside and rot on the inside.

Thinking of this, he suddenly found it dull and looked away.

Ren Ji Feng was indeed stunned by Rong Ci.

His thoughts were much like Qi Yuming’s.

So he immediately turned away in disgust.

Yao Xinbo thought he quite liked Rong Ci’s type.

He had been reluctant to look away, but seeing Ren Ji Feng’s reaction, he asked: “What’s going on? Your reaction… did she upset you again?”

Ji Qingyue also withdrew his gaze.

Ren Ji Feng recounted in detail what had happened in Changmo the past two days.

Yao Xinbo: “This… I really wouldn’t have guessed Miss Rong was this kind of person.”

Ji Qingyue paused mid-sip, then said: “Perhaps there’s some feud between her and that Lin Miss that we don’t know about?”

Ren Ji Feng dismissed it: “Even if they have a grudge, does that give her the right to settle personal scores under the guise of official business?”

Not knowing the full picture, Ji Qingyue refrained from further comment.

As soon as Rong Ci and Yu Moxun arrived at the banquet hall, they were surrounded by the crowd.

Everyone lavished praise on Yu Moxun.

Yu Moxun said: “You’re all too kind. Changmo’s success today is the result of our entire team’s joint efforts.” He glanced at Rong Ci and added: “Especially Xiao Ci—she’s been indispensable.”

Whether it was the earlier CUAP or the two recent projects, the core technology all came from her.

But her identity still cannot be revealed.

This time, even all core personnel from our company involved in the project have signed confidentiality agreements with the government.

Although her identity can’t be disclosed, it’s still fine to emphasize her importance to everyone.

Recently, attention toward Changmo has increased, and many now know that Rong Ci is not only an employee of Changmo but also very close to Yu Moxun.

Yu Moxun even delegates authority to her to handle company affairs when he’s away.

Hearing this, many automatically assumed Rong Ci must be quite capable.

But no one took Yu Moxun’s words—“Changmo’s success today owes much to Rong Ci”—seriously.

After all, everyone heard Rong Ci only joined Changmo two or three months ago.

Yu Moxun saying this is probably just love-struck, trying to prevent people from underestimating her.

Rong Ci is indeed beautiful enough, and Yu Moxun is currently in high spirits; it’s natural he’d be bewitched by her.

Everyone thought this internally but didn’t show it, smiling and complimenting: “Miss Rong truly combines talent and beauty.”

Lin Wu, hearing this, gave a sarcastic smile.

She glanced at Feng Tingshen and saw he’d only looked at Rong Ci twice before dismissing her with indifference.

Watching this, Lin Wu coldly withdrew her gaze—only to notice He Zhangbai staring intently at Rong Ci.

No, he must be looking at Yu Moxun.

She knew He Zhangbai wanted to collaborate with Changmo.

As for Rong Ci—

He Zhangbai already disliked her; how could he possibly stare at her?

Even if Rong Ci were more beautiful, He Zhangbai would never be interested in her.

Seeing her look over, He Zhangbai withdrew his gaze: “What is it?”

Lin Wu smiled: “Nothing.”

He Zhangbai didn’t press further. Seeing fewer people around Yu Moxun and Rong Ci, he said: “I’ll go greet Yu Moxun. Ting Shen, have you decided to collaborate with Changmo? If so, shall we go together?”

Feng Tingshen said: “I’m in no hurry. You go first.”

Hearing this, He Zhangbai said: “Alright.”

He Zhangbai walked over and faced Rong Ci: “Director Yu, Miss Rong.”

Seeing him, Yu Moxun’s smile faded slightly: “Ah, it’s Director He.”

Rong Ci politely greeted: “Director He.”

At that moment, Ren Ji Feng also approached.

Unlike He Zhangbai, he only greeted Yu Moxun: “Director Yu.”

Yu Moxun’s smile grew even thinner: “Director Ren is here too? Sorry, I was too busy earlier and didn’t see you.”

Ren Ji Feng naturally noticed Yu Moxun seemed even less fond of him than their last meeting.

He wasn’t surprised.

He gave Rong Ci a cold glance.

He knew Rong Ci would surely whisper lies in Yu Moxun’s ear about that day’s incident.

He didn’t care much about Yu Moxun’s attitude and said: “I visited Changmo two days ago. Did Director Yu know?”

“I know. Xiao Ci told me.” Yu Moxun said. “I’ve reviewed your proposal. It’s good, but… personally, I still don’t like it. So I’m sorry, Director Ren, but the collaboration—”

Ren Ji Feng hadn’t expected Yu Moxun could be this blind to reason because of Rong Ci.

He frowned: “I thought Director Yu was someone who separates personal feelings from business.”

“I am.” Since the matter was out in the open, Yu Moxun no longer hid it, smiling: “But it depends on the situation.”

The implication was clear: when it came to Rong Ci, whether he was fair or not was debatable.

His father told him to focus future two-year collaborations on Changmo, indicating Changmo’s two projects have better prospects than most realize.

Though he’d had a minor falling-out with Yu Moxun, Ren Ji Feng had no intention of giving up on collaborating with Changmo.

He said: “If Director Yu thinks my proposal has issues, I’ll bring a revised version to visit Changmo another day.”

He glanced at He Zhangbai beside him and added: “Since Director Yu is busy, I won’t overstay. Goodbye.”

With that, he turned and left.

Ren Ji Feng never mentioned Rong Ci at all.

He Zhangbai, listening nearby, deduced from Ren Ji Feng’s refusal to even look at Rong Ci that Yu Moxun’s refusal to collaborate was tied to her.

He didn’t press further, pretending not to have heard, and said: “I’ve prepared a new proposal too. Would Director Yu and Miss Rong be free for dinner on Monday?”

He Zhangbai was close to Lin Wu and Feng Tingshen, so even if his proposal were excellent, Yu Moxun had never liked him much.

Now that He Zhangbai set aside personal grudges and invited them both to dinner, Yu Moxun felt slightly more favorably toward him.

Still, he remained professional: “Monday? Not certain yet. If I’m free, I’ll contact you. Rest assured, Director He.”

He Zhangbai wasn’t in a rush: “With Director Yu’s word, I’m at ease.”

As he finished speaking, the host on stage suddenly stepped forward to speak.

Immediately after, the banquet’s host and his wife danced together amid applause and music.

Many guests joined in.

Tonight’s banquet had many beautiful, accomplished daughters of wealthy families.

At that moment, a striking noblewoman approached He Zhangbai: “Mr. He, may I invite you to dance?”