New Role

Of course, he kept these thoughts hidden deep in his heart, not allowing anyone to notice.

So in the next second, Jiang Yeqiu smiled politely and said, "I see, this Young Master Lin is quite handsome."

He handed the gift box in his hands to Aunt Qiong.

"I wonder if Uncle Jiang has time to see me."

Situ Qiong simply nodded and said, "Then wait a moment, Xiao Jiang. I will go inform the Master."

Situ Qiong had spent half her life in this large mansion; there was no type of person she hadn't seen.

Young men like Jiang Yeqiu, harboring ambitions to climb the social ladder, she could see right through them at a single glance.

Saying that, Situ Qiong walked over to the telephone on the side and dialed the internal line.

Inside the study, sandalwood incense curled upward in delicate wisps.

A gramophone nearby was playing a vinyl record released in the last century.

Jiang Chengshan nodded along, his fingertips tapping lightly on the heavy solid wood desk with a good sense of rhythm.

The computer screen displayed the final division and acquisition plan for the Zhou Group.

Rather than an acquisition proposal, it was more like an autopsy report.

Chu Lintian's Dajiang Group also got a share of the spoils, but they were merely drinking the leftover soup.

The meaty cuts had all been fed into the mouth of his Tianyun Century Group.

The Zhou family's lineage had withered, nearing total extinction, and their massive family business had become a piece of untended fat meat.

The so-called right of inheritance was nothing but a joke in the face of this gluttonous feast of capital.

Even if some distant relative really popped up to inherit it, they would ultimately only walk away with a charitably bestowed severance package, left to become a wealthy man oblivious to worldly affairs.

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang.

Jiang Chengshan pressed the speaker button without looking up.

"Master, Young Master Lin has come to the house, but he went to find the Miss and the Little Miss. Also, Jiang Yeqiu has come to visit."

Jiang Yeqiu, who was following right behind Situ Qiong, felt his heart sink slightly upon hearing this difference in address.

To that person, it was Young Master Lin, but to him, she called him by his full name directly, not even calling him Xiao Jiang.

This showed that his actual importance was not very high.

In the company outside, relying on a ruthless drive and desperate struggle, he had already reached the position of branch director. Everyone respectfully called him Director Jiang.

But the moment he stepped into this mansion, it was as if he had been knocked back to his original form.

He was still that poor student who needed to rely on others to survive.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chengshan got a headache just thinking about the arrival of Lin Mo, that punk.

"Got it."

His voice revealed a hint of displeasure. "Let Xiao Jiang come up first. I haven't seen him in a long time either."

"Yes, Master."

The call disconnected.

A short while later, there was a knock on the study door, and Jiang Yeqiu walked in under Situ Qiong's guidance.

"Uncle Jiang, long time no see."

Jiang Yeqiu's greeting broke the silence in the room. The custom-made suit he wore was well-tailored, his posture was upright, and his eyes held an unconcealable sharpness.

Jiang Chengshan raised his eyes and scrutinized him carefully, as if examining a piece of rough jade he had discovered years ago, now polished by the passage of time.

After all, Jiang Yeqiu was someone he had personally picked out from a pile of impoverished sponsored students.

Every year, students with excellent grades were as numerous as carp crossing the river. But in the eyes of a capitalist like him, a top student who only knew how to take exams was worth even less than a salesman who understood the ways of the world.

Just like how Jiang Chengshan initially didn't think highly of Lin Mo either, because as a capitalist, he also had a group of top students working under him.

But Jiang Yeqiu was different.

This kid had a sharp mind, high emotional intelligence, and wasn't a blockhead who only read books blindly.

His only shortcoming was his poor background; he lacked a fulcrum to pry the Blue Planet.

Therefore, Jiang Chengshan gave him this fulcrum.

As a result, this kid took the lever he provided but ran off to pry someone else's globe.

He never expected that a good seedling he had personally watered would actually be unwilling to take root in the most fertile soil of Tianyun Century.

This matter had always left Jiang Chengshan brooding.

"Xiao Jiang, a person really looks much more energetic in a suit." Jiang Chengshan leaned back in his chair, his tone betraying neither joy nor anger.

"It's all thanks to Uncle Jiang's help back then." Jiang Yeqiu spoke neither haughtily nor humbly, keeping his posture very low.

"I thought you kid had already forgotten me." Jiang Chengshan actually teased.

"Uncle Jiang is joking. How could I dare to forget your kindness to me."

Jiang Yeqiu leaned forward slightly, keeping his posture extremely respectful. "I have always remembered. It's just... I always felt that coming over just like that would be like taking a shortcut, and I wouldn't feel at ease. So I thought I should at least make a name for myself first, and then come back to ask you for a position with confidence."

These words were airtight, both flattering the other party and showing his own backbone.

Jiang Yeqiu still kept his posture very low, looking submissive and obedient.

Jiang Chengshan lifted his eyelids, his mind as clear as a mirror.

Only those who would study such things were useful. If he were a stubborn person, he wouldn't have asked the other party to join his company in the first place.

As for which company this kid was working for, he had known for a long time.

"Alright."

Jiang Chengshan waved his hand, and the tapping on the desk stopped. "I sponsored you back then just to give you a chance to walk out of those mountains. Now that you've walked out and gained a firm foothold in the big city, that is very good. I don't insist that you must work and sell your life to me; after all, this is your life."

The bellyful of excuses Jiang Yeqiu had prepared instantly got stuck in his throat.

Just before coming up, he had indeed still held onto the idea of continuing to reject the olive branch Jiang Chengshan extended.

However, after seeing that Young Master Lin, he felt that there was truth to the saying that the pavilion closest to the water enjoys moonlight first.

So he temporarily changed his mind. As long as Jiang Chengshan spoke up again, he would use the opportunity to step down gracefully and agree immediately.

But he didn't expect Jiang Chengshan to not play by the rules.

This act couldn't go on.

Jiang Yeqiu's mind spun rapidly, but his face didn't show the slightest hint of it. The perfectly timed astonishment and being moved seemed as if they were real.

"Thank you for your understanding, Uncle Jiang. For now, please let me grow a bit more. I hope that when I decide to join your group, Uncle Jiang, you won't shut me out."

These words were also very appropriate.

Jiang Chengshan chuckled happily. "Of course not. After all, in my eyes, you are a talent to begin with."

The atmosphere was just right, and Jiang Yeqiu brought it up seemingly casually.

"By the way, Uncle Jiang, I just bumped into a Young Master Lin at the door. He looked quite distinguished. Which company's young master is he?"

Which company's young master?

Neither, he's a big shot.

Jiang Chengshan didn't know how to introduce Lin Mo's identity for a moment, so he could only say, "He is Yunlu's classmate, and he has a very good relationship with us."

As an old man, he actually didn't really want to say the phrase 'very good relationship'.

But... the guy had helped him so much; he couldn't just refuse to acknowledge it.

He even helped you get your wife back, so you still have to say a couple of good words about him to outsiders.

But it was as if Jiang Yeqiu only heard the first sentence, "He is Yunlu's classmate."

Just a classmate?

Then perhaps he still had a chance.

--System: Looking for trouble, huh? Just sent away one Zhou Nianqian, and now here comes another?--