The question to the star

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal.
While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely.
The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing.
Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan.
"When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice.
As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer."
Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?"
"My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately."
Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues.
Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?"
Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure."
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High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

Beijing-Hong Kong Memories

Upon hearing this, the deputy general managers and elder members exchanged glances, unsure of what medicine Mr. Chen was selling in his gourd.


And the person whose name was called was in a state of mental crash at the moment.


But fortunately, she had been well-trained by the tycoon.


From crash to reboot, it now took only ten seconds.


Weining Liang stiffened her hair, feigned calmness, and took two steps forward with great importance. She picked up the pen on the desk, turned to the people, and spoke clearly: "Zhonggang selects talent just as Montblanc produces pens. If we focus solely on brand effects while neglecting the functional value of the product itself, no matter how luxurious and expensive the material is, it cannot withstand the sieve and rejection of people's hearts after settling through the years."


The two original candidates from the investment department indeed had a great halo and were highly acclaimed.


Chapter 070: No Peeking