Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 96 Sister Meng’s teasing is really not acting this time

The banquet hall was as bright as day.

When Jiang Qing turned around, Tian Xiwei had already retreated to the shadow of a Roman column, clutching her handkerchief. She could feel the gazes scanning her from all around, and could also hear the faint sneers of those socialites and rich daughters.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, and the pain made her surging emotions gradually subside.

She didn't care about the ridicule from the people around her, she just hated that her performance was so poor that Jiang Qing saw through her at a glance.

Looking at Jiang Qing's figure lazily sinking into the velvet sofa, she realized that he didn't take what happened just now to heart at all.

Come to think of it, he must have experienced this way of approaching him many times.

But I'm so unwilling to give up like this!

Tian Xiwei looked at Jiang Qing from afar, her eyes filled with unwillingness.

When his cell phone suddenly vibrated, Jiang Qing was leaning his chin on his hand to admire the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The slender waist that he had photographed not long ago was shining in his sight.

Tian Xiwei saw that the blue light from the screen made Jiang Qing's profile look like an ice sculpture, but it melted into spring water the moment the connection was made.

She was very curious about whose call made him look so gentle, and her feet moved forward unconsciously.

"Teacher Meng is checking on us?"

The ending note had a playful hook, which startled Tian Xiwei from taking a step forward.

"Yeah, let's see what our Jiang Shen, who's dominating the trending searches today, is doing. It's a feast for the eyes."

The female voice coming from the video was as clear as a silver spoon knocking on a cup. Jiang Qing suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction where she was hiding.

Tian Xiwei hurriedly covered her collarbone with a handkerchief, but heard him chuckle.

"Now? I'm giving acting lessons to the kids."

Her face flushed instantly and she turned and walked away as if escaping.

If I'm not mistaken, she is that little girl.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Meng Ziyi in the video had a puzzled look on her face. At this time, she also discovered that Jiang Qing did not seem to be in the hotel.

"Aren't you in the hotel now? You're wearing a suit, you look pretty handsome."

She looked at Jiang Qing in a suit and tie, and stars began to appear in her eyes.

This is my man!
So handsome!
hey-hey……

"You'll find out later. I'm in the hotel now, but in the banquet hall. I've been invited to a cocktail party and just got some free time."

Jiang Qing looked at Meng Ziyi, who was dressed in ancient costume in the video, and explained with a smile.

"Is that so? I envy you!"

"I just can't do it anymore. I took a last-minute leave to come see you, but as soon as I got back I had to catch up on some scenes. I have to work overtime tonight."

Meng Ziyi pouted and said with a sad face.

"By the way, do you think I look good in this outfit?"

She held her phone still, opened her arms and started circling towards Jiang Qing, her smile more beautiful than a flower.

Jiang Qing pursed her lips. In the video, a girl in a pomegranate-red embroidered dress was spinning.

The golden silk waist belt was pinched into an arc that could be held in one hand, and the hem of the skirt was like a burning flame when it swirled open. The smoky-colored shawl on the arm floated like a cloud in the night wind on the Hengdian film set.

"Is this the makeup for the imperial concubine's visit to her parents?"

He tapped the screen with his fingers, and his fingertips brushed across the dress embellished with Dongzhu in the picture.

The golden filigree necklace hanging on Meng Ziyi's chest rose and fell with his breathing, making his eyes burn.

"Wrong, it's the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country~"

Meng Ziyi suddenly put the round fan to his lips, and his fox eyes glanced at him from above the gilded fan bones.

The tail of the crimson eye is outlined with gold foil, and when the red lips open and close, the pearly teeth gently bite the tassel of the fan pendant.

"Next time...I'll wear this outfit for you to take off?"

Jiang Qing's knuckles on the armrest of the sofa suddenly tensed.

This little elf!
Last night, when she was clinging to his neck and sobbing, the pearls on her collarbone necklace also swayed in the undulating snow.

At this moment, through the screen, the red coral earrings were swaying slightly as she tilted her head, like two drops of heart blood falling on the snow.

"Does Teacher Meng know what he is talking about?"

Jiang Qing loosened his tie and suddenly felt that the temperature in the banquet hall was a little higher.

The lights on the set suddenly swept over, and the gold foil flower ornaments on Meng Ziyi's collarbone flashed an eerie light, just like the concealer she had applied when he sucked the red marks.

"I know..."

She suddenly moved closer to the camera, and used her fingertips to open her collar, revealing a small piece of creamy skin.

The tassels of the golden hairpin inlaid with kingfisher feathers swept across the faintly visible ravines, and the sound was as sweet as the tip of a knife dipped in honey.

"Didn't Dr. Jiang teach us last night that practice makes perfect?"

"Boss Jiang, Boss Li wants you to come over."

At this moment, the waiter's voice suddenly interrupted.

Jiang Qing suddenly grabbed his phone and turned around, his black suit pants wrinkled at the knees.

"understood."

When she looked at the screen again, Meng Ziyi had already sat back in her chair, the pearl hairpins in her hair not trembling at all, as if the fox demon just now had become a bodhisattva in an instant.

"Go ahead."

She took a sip of the wolfberry tea in her thermos, looking so dignified that she could have joined the crew directly to play the queen.

“Remember to help me try Park Hyatt’s Napoleon pastry.”

The moment the screen went dark, Jiang Qing caught a glimpse of her last sly smile.

Under the table, the tip of Meng Ziyi's embroidered shoes was still swaying slightly, as if she had succeeded in teasing.

The champagne tower in the banquet hall suddenly made a crisp sound, and the waiter panicked and held the tilted crystal glass.

When Jiang Qing passed by, he pulled the towel from the ice bucket and pressed it against his neck, but the coolness could not suppress the boiling heat in his body.

The pomegranate red was burning on his retina, burning through the thousands of miles of night from Hengdian to Guangzhou.

Next time he must teach this girl a lesson!
Tian Xiwei watched from afar as Jiang Qing was led to the VIP box in the banquet hall. Before Jiang Qing entered, Mr. Li from Penguin had just entered.

She thought that this might be the real purpose of today's banquet.

Gong Yuhan said that this banquet was only confirmed today. If they didn't happen to be here and he knew Mr. Zhou from Penguin, he would not have invited them at all.

In this huge banquet, the numerous business elites and socialites were just supporting roles.

And I am not even a scrap.

Looking at the tightly closed VIP room and the two men in black with sharp eyes outside the door, Tian Xiwei became hesitant.

Will she have the chance to contact Mr. Jiang again today?

The moment the door of the box closed, the Ru kiln celadon glaze bottle on the tea table emitted a cool and faint light.

Li Qiang picked up the teapot, and the tea drew a faint arc in the air.

"Boss Jiang, this is the Dahongpao from the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain. Boss Ma specifically asked him to leave it for you."

"There were too many people outside just now, I didn't dare to take it out."

He introduced Jiang Qing with a smile.

Jiang Qing lowered his eyes to look at the steam rising from the tea, his index finger carelessly stroking the rim of the cup.

"This is something I have to savor carefully, but I don't think Mr. Li would ask me to taste the tea specially, right?"

When he looked up with a smile, Li Qiang's wrist, which was pouring tea, paused slightly.

He suddenly remembered that three years ago at the Wuzhen Internet Conference, Jiang Qing had used his original risk prediction model to predict the rupture of the capital chain of a unicorn company.

Within three months, it came true.

"Boss Jiang is still so clear-sighted and insightful."

Li Qiang turned the tea pet golden toad to the southeast, which was the wealth position calculated by the Feng Shui master asked Penguin to do.

"I heard that Wu Wen recently established a quantum computing team?"

Jiang Qing's teacup stopped at his lips, and the steam blurred his smile.

"Mr. Li is really quick to get the news, but Mr. Li knows about it. I've been playing around for the past year and rarely care about the company. I just know about this."

After saying that, he took a sip of tea.

Their eyes met above the tea table, and the steam rising from the spout of the purple clay teapot formed an invisible spider web.

Li Qiang noticed that Jiang Qing used his little finger to smear the water stains at the bottom of the cup into a Möbius strip. He knew that this was Jiang Qing's habitual action during academic debates.

"The brain-computer interface paper you published in Nature last year"

Li Qiang gently placed the teacup on the sandalwood grain, looked away and smiled slightly.

"Our medical AI department has conducted 30,000 simulation experiments, but we still cannot achieve the neural signal analysis accuracy you mentioned."

"So you chose Hupao Spring today."

Jiang Qing suddenly poured tea on the tea pet's back, and the boiling water made the golden toad's eyes shine.

"Only living water can produce a true dragon, what a pity"

He ran his fingertips over the condensed water droplets on the wall of the cup.

"Wrong container."

The air in the box suddenly became stagnant, and the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, which was worth tens of millions of yuan on the antique shelf, suddenly made a slight buzzing sound.

Li Qiang broke out in a cold sweat on the back of his neck, remembering the red warning in the internal risk assessment report.

"If Mr. Jiang is interested in film and television." Li Qiang suddenly smiled and pushed over a file bag with the gold-plated logo of Penguin Films' S+ project printed on the cover.

"[The Three-Body Problem] There's a Wallfacer character in the movie, and his temperament is similar to yours."

"The most amazing thing about Wallfacer is the moment of breaking through the wall."

Jiang Qing used the edge of the visiting card to cut the cigar, and when the cigar wrapper split open, the gilded foil inside was revealed.

"Just like Mr. Li's third cup of tea, the boiling water brewed the tea leaves 0.7 seconds faster..."

He suddenly leaned over and stuffed the cigar tobacco into the toad's mouth.

"The tea tastes bitter."

Outside the window, a long whistle came from the Pearl River cruise ship. Li Qiang looked at the tobacco flickering in Jin Chan's mouth, and finally realized that the real "wall" in this private room was never between them.

The corners of his eyes suddenly curved into a Maitreya Buddha-like arc.

"What is a [Three-Body] Wallfacer?"

He suddenly took out his cell phone and swiped through the playback data of Taohuawu.

"The trending searches you've created in Taohuawu are worth more than ten S+ projects."

In the green smoke rising from the rosewood incense burner, Jiang Qing slowly turned the teacup.

The edge of the paper left an afterimage at his fingertips, which looked very much like the topological formulas he had casually written down during the open class.

"Boss Li, are you planning to give me a reward?"

He had a money-grubbing expression.

"How dare you!"

Li Qiang suddenly leaned closer, and the shrewdness behind the lenses turned into the teasing of an old friend.

"You've been staying at home for the past year, so you're not really practicing some Jiang School of Thought, are you?"

He tapped the tea pet golden toad with his fingers.

"This baby can't wait to spit out the real gold."

Jiang Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the leaves floating in the tea soup, with a leisurely curve at the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly poured half a cup of cold tea on the toad's back, and the water droplets flowed along the gilded lines to form the Bagua diagram.

"Look, isn't this a Tai Chi performance?"

The two looked at each other for three seconds and suddenly laughed at the same time.

Li Qiang took out a cigar box from the secret compartment of the antique display cabinet, and the aroma was released when the tobacco cutter cut through the cigar wrapper.

"Seriously, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Sun, who's in charge of the video business, keeps chasing me around asking me to make connections."

He flicked open the gilded lighter, and the flame made the lens flicker slightly.

"Whether it's a sci-fi blockbuster or a sweet romance, whichever book you choose..."

Cigar smoke hung in the air.

"We can change the script now."

Jiang Qing took the cigar but did not light it. He twisted the cigar with his fingers and sniffed it lightly.

"Thank Mr. Sun for me. If I ever feel like it, I'll definitely go and bother him."

He raised his head and grinned at Li Qiang.

"Now, let's talk about collaboration on brain-computer interfaces, shall we?"

Li Qiang was stunned for a moment, then smiled in surprise.

"So good."

The aroma of tea soon wafted through the private room again.

When the gilded door of the VIP box opened and closed for the third time in front of Tian Xiwei, she was almost crawling behind the Roman column.

Her black sequined dress dragged on the ground, making her look like a black mamba snake waiting for an opportunity from behind.

From this angle, you can clearly see the leaked footage when the waiter came in and out, Mr. Li's face full of smiles, Jiang Qing's fingertips tapping on the armrest of the chair, and the curling green smoke above the tea table.

At this moment, Tian Xiwei heard a greasy chuckle coming from behind her.

"Ms. Tian's tear switch is quite effective, isn't it?"

The sinister male voice made the back of her neck numb.

She turned around and saw Director Zhang from the video platform approaching her, with the Windsor knot loose at her collar like a dying snake.

The other person's red face made her realize the danger and she raised her hand in a defensive posture.

However, her actions completely angered the other party.

"Just after riding on President Jiang's popularity, you're pretending to be a chaste heroine?"

Director Zhang suddenly pushed the ice bucket towards her feet, and the sound of the ice cubes hitting each other was drowned out by the band's performance.

"How about we get some warmth too?"

Tian Xiwei kept backing away and accidentally knocked over the champagne tower. The golden wine snaked along the hem of her black skirt.

She felt the dinner knife and held it in her palm.

"Director Zhang, aren't you afraid that tomorrow's trending topic will be about a certain director's attempted harassment?"

"Coincidentally, I think the headline '18th-tier actress tries to scam Jiang Qing, gets rejected, and then switches to someone else' might be more popular."

Director Zhang untied his tie and pressed forward with a domineering smile on his face.

"Ms. Tian, ​​who do you think netizens will believe?"

Tian Xiwei's face turned extremely ugly.

Director Zhang suddenly reached out and grabbed the belt around her waist.

The moment the laces were grabbed, Tian Xiwei felt a biting chill running down her back.

She raised her hand and placed the dinner knife against the man's chest, but the caviar inlaid on the handle dripped down comically.

"Treasure! If you dare to touch me, I'll let you taste the French boning knife."

"Ms. Tian, ​​are you planning on making Beef Wellington?"

A laughing male voice suddenly came from the shadows.

Tian Xiwei, who was originally furious, was suddenly stunned, and turned to look at the source of the sound at the same time as Director Zhang.

What caught my eye was Jiang Qing leaning against the wall in a leisurely manner, looking like he was enjoying a good show.

He had taken off his suit jacket at some point, leaving him only in his black shirt. He was twirling a Ru kiln teacup between his fingers, with half a Dahongpao tea leaf still stuck to the bottom.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Director Zhang took several steps back in an instant, bending over like a shrimp.

"We were just joking."

“The gameplay is quite unique.”

Jiang Qing suddenly placed the teacup on the edge of the ice bucket. The crisp sound of the temperature difference between hot and cold startled Director Zhang so much that he staggered and almost fell.

"I think Mr. Li would be very embarrassed if he knew someone did this at his party, right?"

He looked at the other person with a playful smile, seeming to be very curious about this.

"Mr. Jiang, you are so magnanimous. I will leave right now, right now..."

"I'm sorry, Miss Tian, ​​I drank too much!"

Director Zhang did not forget to bow and apologize to Tian Xiwei, then turned and ran without waiting for her to answer, and almost knocked over the dessert table in his hasty escape.

Seeing him leave, Tian Xiwei bent down towards Jiang Qing with a flushed face. When she looked up, she saw Jiang Qing speaking with a smile.

"Ms. Tian this time..."

“It’s not an act!”

She blurted out, waving her hands as she moved closer to him, her voice trembling with the feeling of having survived a disaster.

“This time it’s not an act.”

Before he could finish his words, he slipped on the wine and fell hard into Jiang Qing's arms.

As the black skirt tangled around his trousers, she heard a muffled laugh above her head.

"It's the second time."

Jiang Qing supported her lower back with his eyes lowered.

"Ms. Tian knows there's a term in the field of artificial intelligence called..."

“Repetition rate of behavioral patterns.”

Tian Xiwei buried her face in his chest and spoke in a muffled voice, sniffing the faint scent of tea on his shirt.

"You can curse me if you want."

She felt like fainting from embarrassment at this moment.

"No, I'd say it's called a data anomaly."

Jiang Qing supported her lower back and helped her stand up straight.

“When a strategy fails once, smart people should change the variables”

He tweaked the belt around her waist, a hint of joking in his voice.

"Like hiding aggression behind vulnerability."

Tian Xiwei looked up in surprise, and saw a hint of ridicule in his smiling eyes, and...

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(End of this chapter)