The crew was in an old alley, with tall street lamps emitting a faint light.
Jiang Xing walked deeper into the alley with his long legs, and his high heels made a slight sound when they landed on the ground.
Jiang Xing walked for almost ten minutes, and the figure not far away gradually became clearer.
The man was squatting there repairing the electric car.
The man was thin and turned around when he heard the noise.
Jiang Xing pursed his thin lips into a thin line. This person must be Wu Ling.
The two looked at each other, Jiang Xing walked over and handed over a business card, "Hello, I am Jiang Xing, the secretary of Rong Group."
Wu Ling's face was dirty and the shirt he was wearing was cheap. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. "Sure enough, what they said is true."
Wu Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Xing with squinted eyes, "Chen Yaoxiang is really being kept by him?"
A faint light fell on Wu Ling's head.
The corners of his mouth tilted up, and his eyes became even more disdainful, "I just said she was not sincere to me, and she also said she wanted to support me, using Rong Jingxu's money to support me?"
Jiang Xing heard the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. The Wu Ling in front of him looked young and had a standard oval face.
But this face is everywhere in the entertainment industry. If he wants to get ahead, he must have excellent strength.
But at present, it seems that his character is indeed not very good.
Jiang Xing looked Wu Ling up and down, and finally landed on his hand, "I'm afraid Mr. Wu didn't get any benefits from Miss Chen."
Her eyes were calm, and she only glanced at Wu Ling slightly, but Wu Ling felt unprecedented pressure.
This woman has aura and looks down on herself very much.
Wu Ling subconsciously held the cigarette and hid behind him.
Jiang Xing continued to press forward step by step, raised his eyebrows and said, "A pack of cigarettes costs less than thirty yuan, and a second-hand electric car costs no more than two thousand yuan."
Her red lips curved slightly, "You are quite capable."
It stands to reason that Chen Yaoxiang really doesn't have such an idea for love. Jiang Xing almost wondered if Wu Ling had fallen for Chen Yaoxiang.
Wu Ling swallowed his saliva to cover himself up, then he threw away the cigarette and stepped on it with his foot, "What do you know? Young people have ambitions. One day I will be a big star."
Jiang Xing always had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were calm and indifferent.
She slowly walked to the electric car and took out the check in her bag by the light.
Wu Ling kept staring at her. When Jiang Xing passed by him, he smelled the fragrance emanating from Jiang Xing's body.
It’s light, highly cooling and hard to ignore.
"Make a price."
A flash of anger flashed in Wu Ling's eyes, "Are you going to bribe me with money?"
Those beautiful hands stayed in mid-air, and the check came close to Wu Ling, "If I were you, I would just take the money and leave."
Wu Ling looked at her without saying anything.
Jiang Xing tried to get the check back again, "The entertainment industry is a cannibalistic place. How many people can succeed on their own without any background?"
"Which of those who came out didn't have their skin peeled off?"
Jiang Xing's speech was impeccable, and every sentence touched the heart, "You are a lucky person to meet such a noble person as Miss Chen."
The most important thing is that behind Chen Yaoxiang there is Rong Jingxu.
Rong Jingxu was willing to spend money on Chen Yaoxiang.
Wu Ling's heart was shaken. He quietly looked at Jiang Xing in front of him, who was beautiful and vicious.
Her eyes looked like cold knives.
Wu Ling lowered his head, his pride pressing down on his spine, "I want one hundred thousand."
Jiang Xing rolled his eyes, filled in a bunch of numbers on the check and handed it to him, "Mr. Wu, thank you for accompanying Miss Chen during this time."
Wu Ling took the fragrant check.
He lowered his eyes and saw that the check was for five hundred thousand.
He gritted his teeth, as a small person like him felt that 100,000 yuan was an exorbitant price.
They are rich people but it is as simple as sprinkling water.
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Jiang Xing didn't get home until nine o'clock in the evening.
She lowered her head and took off her high heels and went to take a hot shower. She was about to lie down on the sofa and have a good rest when she felt sick to her stomach.
Jiang Xing struggled to get up from the sofa and cook a glutinous rice dumpling.
The hot air hit her face, and Jiang Xingsu had a white face, and her facial features looked even more hazy in the smoke.
The phone vibrated, it was a message from Rong Jingxu, "Come over within half an hour."
Rong Jingxu's words have always been imperial edicts.
Jiang Xing turned around to get dressed, and when he came out he ate two bites of glutinous rice balls in a hurry.
The night is deep and quiet.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Xing appeared at Rong Jingxu's door.
She had Rong Jingxu's fingerprint password, and with a ding, the door opened.
Jiang Xing stood at the door holding his coat.
"coming?"
Rong Jingxu sat back on the sofa, his hair was messy and green stubble appeared on his chin.
There were no lights on in the room, so Rong Jingxu looked decadent.
His voice was hoarse when he spoke.
Jiang Xing's heart beat faster.
She put down her coat and walked over, then knelt down in front of him, "Mr. Rong, are you..."
Next to Rong Jingxu were several empty wine bottles. Rong Jingxu looked at Jiang Xing with drunken eyes.
He stretched out his hand to caress Jiang Xing's cheek, "If Yao Xiang is half as sensible and obedient as you, I will be satisfied."
"Miss Chen is still young."
Jiang Xing's eyes were clear, and the cleaner her eyes were, the more charming they became.
"She will know how much you love her in the future."
She didn't realize how seductive it was at this moment.
Rong Jingxu pressed his fingers slightly, and Jiang Xing's face came closer, and his thin lips came close to her ear, "What about you? Do you know that I love you?"
The distance between the two was too close. Rong Jingxu lowered his eyes, and the down on Jiang Xing's face was clearly visible.
Her earlobes were red and hot, and her moist eyes slightly raised into Rong Jingxu's deep eyes.
Jiang Xing's voice was lingering, "Of course I know."
She knew that Rong Jingxu supported her step by step, and Jiang Xing remembered it in his heart.
The deepest part of her heart has long been covered by dust, covering up a true and heavy heart.
But that heart beats day and night, and the dust falls, it is a red heart.
Rong Jingxu picked up Jiang Xing and walked into the bedroom.
The night sea was ups and downs. When Rong Jingxu was in love, he lowered his head and bit Jiang Xing's shoulder. Jiang Xing frowned in pain.
Only at this time can Jiang Xing have Rong Jingxu for a short time.
The next day everything was back to normal.
Jiang Xing prepared breakfast properly, and Rong Jingxu walked over slowly, his tie half tied.
Jiang Xing put down what he was holding and walked over to straighten his tie.
Rong Jingxu was answering the phone, and Chen Yaoxiang's voice was on the other end of the receiver. She cried heartbrokenly, cursing Rong Jingxu for breaking up her and Wu Ling.
Jiang Xing lamented in his heart that Chen Yaoxiang was really relying on Rong Jingxu's favor to do whatever he wanted.
No man in this world would allow his woman to like someone else.
Jiang Xing moved his hands quickly and glanced at Rong Jingxu.
He frowned, looking annoyed.
Rong Jingxu looked like a worried parent, not a jealous young couple.
Something is wrong, something is wrong.
Jiang Xing looked over again, and Rong Jingxu pinched his eyebrows and happened to look over.
He stared at Jiang Xing, but said to Chen Yaoxiang on the receiver, "Don't let me hear that man's name."
"Rong Jingxu!"
Rong Jingxu hung up the phone directly.
Jiang Xing frowned. Rong Jingxu pulled out the chair and sat down. He looked up at Jiang Xing who was still motionless and said, "What are you standing there for? Eat."
